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In the aftermath of a settled pandemic, Jay was beside himself with the opportunity to get out of the house.

Plenty of other people remained timid about getting outdoors: he was one of the only people walking up the massive steps at the front of the Natural History Museum, despite the incredible find that was waiting in the atrium ahead of him.

“First nice day of spring, not much of a crowd, and probably the coolest thing that’s every happened to this city is just a few hundred feet away,” he recounted his good luck and thanked the stars responsible as he fished out his wallet. He wasn’t listening when the attendant announced the price; they could have charged any amount to his card and he never would have been the wiser.

His fascination with Egyptian lore was so great that he nearly dropped his card as it was handed back: his haste to see the unearthed treasure was simply too great.

“That…t-that’s it? That’s the whole line?”

Rushing past the gates and through the heavy, thick doors that dotted the outside of the building, Jay was thrilled, but inwardly disappointed to see that so few people had turned out: he wouldn’t have to wait long, if at all, to make his way to the front of the line.

In the ages of technology and convenience, most people were perfectly happy seeing the new statue from the comfort of their own homes through the high-definition cameras that lined the outside of the exhibit, but Jay would never have been satisfied with that. He was a proper history buff, and his appreciation for the incredible detail that was imbued on the statue was the kind of thing he needed to see up close and in person.

The rest of the people in line looked bored to even be out of the house, and most of them were lacking conversations, favoring the private worlds that they kept in their smartphones.

They were being funneled through, passing in front of the statue with mild interest, at most. Jay already stood out from the crowd in his brilliant, yellow hoodie, but the fact that he could scarcely keep from bouncing up and down as he got closer to the statue wasn’t helping him keep a low profile.

Everyone else in the museum was preoccupied enough that he wasn’t really drawing any attention to himself, but as the line rapidly moved along and people made their way further into the building, someone else took notice of his appreciation, and they were able to reward his loyalty better than anyone he’d ever met before.

A soft, rapid thimp followed the passing of his knuckles as they raked back and forth, one fist rolling over the other in an obvious, giddy reaction. He couldn’t keep his wrists still as he got closer and closer, and just like everyone else, he began fishing for his smartphone, but he wasn’t concerned with anything else in the world, right then.

He was fidgeting with his camera, wanting to get just the right magnification on his first shot.

“You’re worried that you won’t get to remember this moment…to remember this majesty. Is that right?”

For all the other people to walk in front of the statue, Jay was the only one to stop in place and look up into the eyes of the statue…and somehow, it was able to verbalize that appreciation.

A cycle of stomach turns came for Jay, as he feared that they’d fitted an ancient, unearthed statue of Anubis with a voice box for the sake of making it into a tourist trap. The second turn immediately followed when the statue moved on the pedestal that it was forced to adorn, and finally, Jay was struggling to keep his panicked guts from jumping out of his throat.

“You don’t need to try and capture my visage with that meaningless technology, mortal. I’ll allow you all the time in the world to get a better look at me…”

The statue was cut from what appeared to be pure obsidian, but the body was moving so fluidly that Jay honestly believed it to be living flesh. That he was speaking English and addressing the young man in front of a crowd was starting to generate a panic, but the statue wouldn’t allow it: he wasn’t interested in dealing with throngs of people just yet.

In his right hand was a staff of gold, adorned with clusters of jade and emerald. Near the top, a hook-shaped band of amethyst completed the image of a chilling crescent moon, and without uttering another word, he brought a glow to the precious stones.

As people in the crowd turned and lifted their phones to record, Anubis swirled the staff in the air. All around Jay, the color faded from the rest of the world, until the people standing around him were a collection of cold, lifeless statues, tinted with hues of white and gray…but nothing more.

“There,” he murmured, showing no effort from the seemingly impossible task. “Now you really do have all the time in the world, just as I promised.”

Jay wanted to be thankful to the statue, but he couldn’t find the courage to move his lips, save for the unconscious, fearful tremble of his lower jaw.

“Did I come on a little bit too strong, mortal? Was this not what you hoped would happen when you came to visit me today?”

Feeling as though his mind was an open book, Jay at least tried to think of his response, knowing that he still couldn’t muster the proper words. In the face of a literally carved jackal, standing several feet taller than he was, being intimidated came as the most natural response he could imagine.

“…I can sense your appreciation, but we’re not really getting anywhere fast, are we? Let me see if I can’t do something about that.”

Keeping his bodily functions in check had become a struggle enough, but when the statue stepped down from the pedestal and stood before him, Jay worried that something might slip. The world around him was taking on uneasy shades of brown, and just as stars appeared in his eyes, he began to tumble…but he never reached the floor.

He was caught by the neckline of his hoodie, but he didn’t realize that he’d been saved until a couple minutes later, when the statue began prodding his forehead with the end of the staff.

“Do you think you can stay awake for more than a couple minutes? I’ve been waiting a couple millennia for this moment, and I’d like it to last a while, if that’s okay with you.”

Blinking back into consciousness, Jay was still befuddled with the sight of the intricately carved jackal above him, but something ethereal was troubling him that much more.

“You…y-you’re being very accommodating to me,” Jay claimed, as he found the strength to gather his words once more. “Isn’t the legend of Anubis one of a harsh, vicious taskmaster?”

“The funny thing about time, mortal, is that is makes a fool of legends, and a legend of fools,” Anubis explained. “If you weren’t alive when I first entered the mortal realm, then you have no idea what I was really like then, or what I’m really like now. ”

“The way you said that is already making me nervous again…”

If the features of the statue could properly move, Jay would have seen Anubis rolling his eyes. “Please, for my sake, do not pass out again. I did not make my presence known today so I could keep you from giving yourself a concussion.”

“If I may be so bold…why now, then? Why me?”

Once Jay could stand on his own, he felt the grasp of the statue loosening from his neck.

“Since they dug me up from that early grave and left me here, you were the first person to approach me with any sense of appreciation…and I wanted you to know how much that meant to me,” Anubis explained. “Just in case that wasn’t obvious to you, however, I’m more than happy to give you a more fitting example of my thanks.”

“Like…?”

“Like a display of who you’re really coming face to face with.”

Another brilliant glow overtook the golden shaft of the staff, and as Anubis held it up, the crescent cast a beam of amethyst toward the middle of his head, piercing the seemingly impenetrable stone that made up the statue’s exterior.

Like a pane of glass, it shattered so easily that it was satisfying in the way that chunks of polished obsidian fell to the floor. A subtle twinkling filled the room with a distant echo, and little by little, the naked statue was ripped down, bit by bit, until something completely unexpected remained underneath.

Grinning from ear to ear and admiring Jay’s startled expression, there was still a jackal standing there before him. The true form of Anubis was still taller than he was, and certainly a little bit thicker, but there were other changes that he never would have expected.

His eyes were drawn across the trails of long, golden eyeliner, until he was drawn into the orbs of amethyst, unable to break free of their impossible gaze.

“I…I thought Anubis was a man?”

With the last of the statue crumbling away around her, Anubis stood with little more than a decorative loincloth about her waist, and no brassier covered her chest: only a pair of tight, delicate bands of fabric kept her modest, and their connection to her necklace made her every movement an act of temptation.

“I am a celestial being, mortal. I can take whatever form I truly desire…but history smiles wider on the men of the past than the women, and I wanted to be remembered fondly…among other reasons.”

As impressive as the statue was, Jay had a much greater appreciation for the soft, bristle-like follicles of fur that covered her body and the real, fang-filled grin that she refused to let away from her face.

What she had even more of than the buff, exaggerated statue, however, was intimidation. “I think you managed that just fine,” Jay suggested. “I mean…some of the imagery that I’ve seen of you over the years…”

“Like the one that you have saved to your phone? The one from twitter, I believe it is?”

Her statement opened the flood gates of so many questions, but Jay was too bewildered by her immediate knowledge of modernity to say anything before her body took on a subtle, violet glow.

There was little modesty about her appearance already, but the sudden shift was so great that the fabric containing her breasts was no match for it…but not because they became fuller. They were getting flatter, but wider, as muscles pumped out from her torso and spread into her arms, mimicking the rippled flesh of an account that Jay was not only guilty of following, but quietly appreciating from a distance.

All the way down her body, even to the widening hips and thick, impenetrable muscles that formed on her thighs, Anubis was becoming a perfect copy of the man…and with a single exhale, every one of her features returned to normal, leaving her in the body that she was, as far as Jay knew, born with.

“I did the best I could, just working from memory,” she admitted. “Such things are rather superficial to me, but I don’t need any outward display of muscle to confirm my strength. If you so much as think of crossing me, you’ll come to know my power immediately…”

Jay tried to gulp, but his throat was too dry to finish it. His shaking head and nervous expression told Anubis that he would be as loyal as she needed him to be, no matter what lines she asked him to cross.

“So you are a good boy, then? Your appreciation goes deeper than the skin and flesh?”

This time, he nodded, but he was able to explain himself, even if it was only a little bit. “I’ve been looking forward to this moment since they announced the exhibit,” he confessed. “Not that I ever would have imagined it going anything like this.”

“You should really expect more from life, mortal. I certainly do.”

It was an important lesson for Jay to cling to.

“I’ll…I’ll think about that,” he said, “But I can’t help wondering about…well, a lot of things.”

Gathering the staff to herself once more and holding it in place, Anubis took a stately pose, ignoring the fact that the coverings that held her breasts had been ripped asunder. “I haven’t had a conversation with anyone in about 4500 years, so by all means…”

“How do you know what twitter is? Or about that picture? H-how do you even know about phones?!”

“And here I thought you were going to ask me something deeper…though, I can understand your confusion.”

“Is it too late to ask about the meaning of life?”

“No, but I don’t know that. What I do know is that I’ve been awake on and off this entire time, waiting for someone to appreciate the statue as something more than a part of an attraction. I wanted to wait for someone who would look into my eyes and actually connect with me, instead of caring about the lighting on my pecs and the position of a camera being held in front of me.”

“So you’ve had time to figure out what all of our modern technology is?”

“That, and I’ve known about the dawn of it for much longer than you have,” she admitted. “Again…celestial being. My spirit is not limited to the confines of that statue, or even this body that I currently possess.”

She had depths of knowledge that would take a dozen lifetimes for Jay to properly understand, but he was most concerned with how she’d ever fit in, given how long it had been since she walked among mortals.

With that concern so readily dispatched, Jay felt a little embarrassed for underestimating her, but he could see that she didn’t mind that about him; if anything, she was using that opportunity to set him up for even bigger surprises down the road, and as he’d find…it was a very short walk to get there.

“I guess I should have been able to figure that out,” Jay conceded. “But there’s something else that I can’t quite figure out.”

“And that is?”

“You said that there were other reasons why you ultimately picked a female form…?”

He didn’t expect her to giggle, or for the sound of her voice to tickle his ears the way that it had. Even though she was still standing a few feet away from him, that melodic laughter moved across his ears with all the delicacy of a piece of lace being stroked over his flesh.

“Even before I broke out of the statue, I could sense a very powerful kind of appreciation about you, mortal. Now that I’ve shown you what I really am, I’m afraid there’s no way for you to deny it…”

Jay blinked, genuinely dumbfounded.

“You really didn’t notice this?”

Flicking the end of the staff up, she moved it to his crotch in a quick, skillful gesture, but when it reached the spot, she was exceptionally soft with her touch, circling the bulge of his erection in his jeans.

“O-oh. That.”

“Even before I broke out of the statue, you were sporting this…and now that you’ve seen the glory that I truly am, I’m shocked that there’s any blood left flowing to your other head.”

Jay was already finding trouble in his responses, but there was no use lying to a literal deity. “There’s enough that I can hold a conversation,” he claimed, hoping he thought fast enough. “Or…t-to apologize for doing something so embarrassing in your presence.”

“Silent admiration is still admiration, mortal. That you were able to subconsciously favor me is only a testament to my beauty surviving through the ages; this is not something to be sorry for.”

That Jay felt like he was being praised for having an erection came as a surprise, but greater than that was the shock of Anubis swirling the tip of her staff around the outline, showing greater appreciation for his body than he ever would have expected her to.

“It’s refreshing to know that mortals still have a soft spot for me, even if their understanding of my work is far from perfect,” she continued. “But you don’t need to know me inside and out to worship me…nor do you need to know my entire life’s story to stand beside me in a position of power and authority.”

“P-power and authority?!”

“I didn’t wake up just now in order to have a little fun with you; well, actually, I guess I did, but that wasn’t my only motivation for bringing my long nap to an end. There are a great many things I’ve been meaning to do, and once I free my mind of the distractions of the flesh, there will be nothing stopping me from asserting myself as the ruler of this mortal realm once more…”

For a moment, Jay considered that anyone worth their salt would have tried to do something to stop Anubis from exacting her will on the world.

That brief moment was followed by a longer one, in which he realized that the world around him was still motionless: a black and white veneer of what the world used to be was sitting around him in silence and lifelessness.

If she could do that to the entire world at will, what on Earth am I supposed to do to stop her? He thought.

“If you’re honestly thinking of such possibilities in the first place, you probably haven’t accepted how completely helpless you are right now, Jay.”

He blinked. “Was that my internal dialogue, or were you just speaking to me?”

“Speaking to you, and I figured you were smart enough to gather that,” she admitted. “We’re currently in a bubble of time: a realm of my design, wherein I’m omniscient…if there are any thoughts creeping through that little head of yours, you won’t be able to keep them from me.”

He wanted to quell his fears into the silence in the back of his mind, but he realized immediately that what he considered a silent conversation, she would hear loud and clear, no matter what he did.

“Would it be pointless to try and tell you how beautiful you are and suck up to you, then?”

“No,” she giggled. “Because I’m a little vain…and because I’ve already combed through your mind quite thoroughly. It’d be less of you sucking up, and more of a confession that you no longer need to give.”

It was flustering to think that Jay couldn’t hide from her probing mind, even in the deepest recesses of his own…but there was a reassurance that came with it, as well: she’d come to know everything about him in a matter of seconds, but she was still standing there before him, fondling his covered cock with the bottom of her staff and holding a conversation with him.

He couldn’t remember the number of times he was fearful of giving his everything to a woman in the past, and now, the first time it happened was going off without a hitch…at least, to him directly.

“It’s just going to be kinda tough to say anything original,” he admitted. “With you having been around for thousands of years, and knowing anything I could come up with before I even say it-

“Effort is the greater part of affection, Jay. If a girl loves getting flowers, becoming predictable in bringing them to her is less important than you taking the time to pick them out, purchase them and present them.”

“This feels like a lesson that would be a lot more useful if I had a normal girl to apply it to.”

“And this girl would be much more offended if she didn’t know exactly what you meant by normal,” Anubis clarified.

Jay nodded silently, swallowing back another lump of nerves: he was getting the point, little by little, that Anubis was only going to give him so much of a leash.

“I can’t maintain this realm forever, and it would be a waste to…I can already see the looks of horror on the faces of these commoners,” she murmured. “You, however…you look to me with a keen sense of appreciation, and you have a mind sharp enough to entertain my own. You deserve a form that’s befitting of someone who would sit at my right hand as I reclaimed this world…is that something you would want, Jay?”

He didn’t know how such a thing would be possible, but judging by the way his length twitched against the base of her staff, she’d already taken stock of his answer.

She just wanted to see if he’d say it out loud, before she made him scream for it.

“If I’m being honest…it’s…it’s weird that you’re asking when you already know the answer. I just don’t know how that’s possible.”

“You’ve seen me in all of my glory, stopping time with the flick of my staff, changing my appearance at will, freezing mortals in their place…and now, you dare to question my ability to manipulate the reality that you experience?”

She wanted to sound angry, but she couldn’t help grinning as she stood over the young man and stared him down, her eyes narrowing over his nervous expression.

“I don’t want to do anything t-to upset you,” he confessed. “And being…w-well, like you…that would be really cool…”

“It’d be much more than that,” she confirmed. “But I wanted to be absolutely sure that you were a willing vector for my abilities…I refuse to waste my power on those who have no potential to grow from it. You, Jay, show a certain glimmer of potential that I’ve not seen in thousands of years…and I think you’ll make an excellent commander of my armies, once we’ve made a few cosmetic changes.”

Jay’s lips thinned. “After buttering me up so much, now you’re saying I’m not attractive enough for you?”

“I’m saying that I don’t give out uniforms to people in positions of power,” Anubis corrected him. “And right now, you’re just another human. Those who are fit to serve by my side are recast in my image…and I’ve never heard anyone complain about the process before.”

She didn’t give him a chance to ask why no one had ever complained; he assumed it had something to do with the way she was teasing his cock through his jeans, and his focus on the growing, burgeoning pleasure kept him from noticing the delicate glow of the other end of the staff.

The same amethyst that made her eyes so alluring was creeping into his irises, moving with such slow and subtle wisps that he never would have realized their presence.

His nearest option of a mirror was a window in the distance, but he never through to look into it. His eyes were drawn right up to Anubis, and already, she was captivating him to the point of borderline hypnosis.

Now, she was making it a very literal state of mind, and seeing her own eyes reflected in the color of his, she knew that she could bend him to whatever whims she came up with…and several millennia without an ounce of sexual gratification left her with an unhealthy amount of whims to go through.

“You will make a fine leader, Jay…and a fine addition to the armies yet to come…but before we go out on our warpath, I need to thank you properly for freeing me in the first place,” she explained, turning the tide away from the path of destruction she’d mentioned before. “Without your strong admiration for my presence, I never would have woken up: I’d still be trapped in the statue, waiting for the right man to come along and free me from the clutches of my slumber. Such bravery and heroism demands a reward.”

She didn’t have to speak to him with such flowery grace, but she was enjoying the sound of her own voice, and the subtle, mindless nod of the man before her.

In a way, he was a sounding board for greater speeches to come; he’d be hearing far more passionate things from her before they left the museum.

“It was…r-really the least I could do,” Jay spoke to her with a slur in his voice, tripping over his tongue and struggling to find the words. She was letting him dictate exactly what he said, even when she was the one controlling his thoughts. “You d-don’t gotta…d-do all that for me…”

“Oh, I insist ,” she quickly replied. “I can’t allow that kind of generosity to go without a thorough reward from me…so why don’t you show me how you’d like to be rewarded?”

Placing the staff at her side, Anubis kept the golden, ornate rod in place with a simple charge of magic, but to Jay’s hypnotized mind, she was doing something that should have been impossible. It left him speechless all the while, and as the jackal came closer, he was immediately drawn to her presence, until she leaned into him and pressed the end of her muzzle to his cheek.

So often in history, a kiss was considered the proper form of gratitude to a hero, but Anubis was the one writing Jay’s history: she never would have stopped at a kiss, even if she didn’t find the man to be endearing.

As drawn to him as she already was, she was going to take him around the world and back, and whether he was fortunate or unfortunate for being hypnotized through the process was up to the court of public opinions.

“You’re so timid with your words,” she whispered to him. Lips tickled up the side of his head and a tongue crept along the base of his ear lobe, but the human found himself so paralyzed by her advances that even his lips could scarcely tremble. “Perhaps if I ask your flesh what it wants…it’ll be able to tell me what you’ve always wanted, but never had.”

Dragging her lips over his forehead in a long, affectionate swipe, Anubis continued tickling each and every nerve ending she could find: for each pressure point she touched and each tickle she gave, she was keenly aware of how much Jay was enjoying himself, thanks to the residence she’d taken up in his mind.

She didn’t garner literal pleasure from her actions, but her excitement was building as she made her way back to his lips, and finally, her muzzle took it’s first taste of mortal lips in thousands of years, opening up the flood gates of her long dormant arousal.

He's into so many things…I always knew mortals allowed their minds to wander, but it might take all of eternity to indulge his every sexual desire! She thought, albeit gleefully. Let’s just pick one at random and placate him…I want his cock throbbing when I finally guide it inside me.

The kiss began with such delicacy that Jay might not have realized what was happening, if he wasn’t hypnotized. Her breath tickled above his upper lip as she came in closer, and her flesh carried such a warmth that it was hard to believe she’d been trapped in a statue for so long: she was already so hot to the touch that she had to redouble her efforts to keep his mind ensnared.

Once she was sure of her control, however, she allowed herself to go wild…and though she kept his mind in a steel trap, she allowed his body to move on instinct, free of the concerns of being caught, being judged, or messing up in their approach.

Do it…show me what you want more than anything else, boy…

Anubis wasn’t sure how the desires of mortals might have changed throughout the years, even with the vast knowledge she’d collected. She could only imagine where Jay would go with his hands, and it was comforting to know that some things never changed; the force of his grasp upon her breasts was just what she would have expected, and yet, that first touch was so satisfying to experience.

It had been so long since she’d known any touch at all that feeling a first, powerful and passionate move upon her body enticed her to spur him on, and her lips parted his own, passing more of her influence into his mind.

Their tongues danced, their bodies trembled, and finally, Jay’s fingertips grasped at her nipples, as if he were trying to milk them…she’d finally coaxed one of his deeper desires out of his subconscious mind.

As her longer, sharped tongue coiled around his own and pulled away from it, she could see the growing sense of need in the human, and her arrogance blossomed with the knowledge that she could spur such arousal in a mortal being, even after thousands of dormant years. “So you wish to quench your thirst with a drink from the goddess? That can certainly be arranged, Jay…”

Hypnotized or not, he wouldn’t have understood how such a thing was possible, but right around the pinch of his fingertips, milky streams formed, as though they’d poured from the air around him.

“Remember, there is no limit to the desires I can grant you, boy. If you but reveal them to your goddess, she will give all of them to you, in due time…”

With her larger presence, she could have dominated his body without a spell, but she found it so much more enjoyable to tug his pliable form into her chest, wanting to know a greater sensation than the errant fondling of his fingertips.

She’d already tasted his lips and knew their greater sense of skill: to feel them against her nipples was a pleasure she refused to deny herself.

“It can be as sweet as you imagine it, Jay. No matter how you think it should taste…is exactly how it will taste,” she explained, seeing the curiosity in his eyes as she tugged him in. Her grasp was strong, and her arms rested with forced against the back of his head, but there was just enough wiggle room for his lips to latch onto an offered nipple.

Like melted ice cream pouring down his throat, Jay drank from the sensitive bud with such vigor that it was almost painful for Anubis…but the pleasure was so much greater that she didn’t dare to stop him.

The jackal watched his desperate technique with a discerning and appreciative gaze, as if she was proud of him for moving with such instinct. He wouldn’t be denied the full volume that her magic could offer to him, and in turn, she refused to stand there and watch without having a little more fun: the clench of her own paw around the yet untended breast forced a thin, plentiful stream of milk to pour down her own body, leaving a creamy glisten in her otherwise onyx fur.

All around, the people trapped in the time bubble couldn’t imagine what an incredible display they were missing out on.

“You’re so willing to accept my essence…to literally allow a part of me to become a part of you,” Anubis noted, taking pride in the fact that she’d already won over her first new follower. “But you don’t yet reflect my appearance…and you’ve more than earned that right, Jay.”

He nodded, but offered no other reply. The nature of her milk was addicting, and her hypnotic trance kept him so enamored with her flavor that her nipple was already a little too sensitive.

Still, the pleasure that ran through her body was undeniable, and the moisture that gathered at her scantily covered petals was a form of evidence that she refused to ignore.

“You’ll be able to drink from your goddess whenever you want,” she assured him, though she pulled away just as the words left her mouth. Jay’s pale skin was stained with the mess, dribbling down his chin and leaving a stain at the top of his sweater…and yet, he still hungered for more. “Once you’ve fully embraced your role at my side, that is…”

She didn’t have to keep that promise to him, and if not for his generous tongue and eager lips, she might have dashed the thought already…but her other breast was overflowing with the stuff, and she wanted to watch him drink every drop of it, albeit from a different angle.

Standing a bit too much taller than he was, Anubis couldn’t guide his cock inside from where they were, but if she pushed him back to the floor, she’d be able to assert herself as his goddess in the most primal way, burning it into his mind and leaving the memory of it on his flesh.

He was already starting to lean back, sensing her intentions.

His loyalty, in that sense, was just a little bit off the mark.

“I want you to remember this part,” she whispered, as her paws grasped the front of his sweater. “I want to you recall, even when you’re under my spell once more, the way that I made you mine… never lose sight of this memory.”

The amethyst faded from his eyes in the slightest, and for a moment, a hazy-minded Jay was looking up at Anubis, trying to piece together the sweet remnants upon his tongue, the riiiiip of clothing as she tore his sweater away, and the grasp of her paws around his covered bulge.

There wasn’t enough of a memory to put all of those pieces together, but there was still the instinct she told him to embrace, as he was pushed flat onto his back and stripped of his jeans. Boxers stood just as little of a chance, and fear crept into his mind as he watched the vicious jackal tear away anything that stood in the way of her pleasurable conquest.

He was fortunate that her claws were as skilled as they were sharp.

“I w-won’t,” he answered, his voice tainted as much with fear of her as it was with respect for her. “I won’t forget a-any of this, Anubis…”

Her tongue was plenty long enough to coil around the suddenly exposed flesh of his member, and like a snake, it draped around the tip and moved toward the base, until she was licking his sack and bouncing her mouth on his member all at once, soaking his crotch with her spittle.

If she hadn’t gazed up into his eyes once more, she might have lost her grasp on his mind…but as their stares locked and her muzzle began bobbing delicately on the spot, she knew she’d never lose her hold on him ever again.

He’s tasty…throbbing and spraying a mess all over my tongue already…wonder how much cum he’ll finally offer me when I take him? She allowed her mind to wander as she enjoyed preparing her treat, but she knew that it wouldn’t be a human offering, when that time came.

He'd have the added benefit of a different appendage, and just from guzzling her milk, he was already changing from the inside out.

“Mm…y-you…you’re a tough treat to leave behind,” she admitted, pulling away from her mouthful with a still dripping tongue. “But you and I both need something more than this, don’t we?”

She was still larger than he was when she climbed into his lap, but her knees spread just so that her weight wouldn’t be too much for him…at least, until he became one of her proper followers.

“Just feeling that pulse against me…teasing my clit…it’s got me on edge already, Jay,” she confessed, knowing that she should have warmed up more to become used to those sensations again.

She chose to listen to her lust and greed, instead of reason and logic.

“It won’t take long,” she whispered breathlessly. Her paws dropped to his chest and pinned him further, allowing her hips to wiggle into place and hover right above his dripping cock. “You’d better not, either.”

If she were so inclined, she could have forced a mental trigger on Jay, and that would have been the end of his endurance.

That, however, was far less fun than her original plan, and simply kissing her folds against his glans, she refused to deviate from it.

“H-hold…still…b-boy…”

She was so much larger that Jay could hardly believe how tight she was, but her inner walls were struggling to take him, even when she lowered herself at an easy pace.

With every moment that passed, however, his length was growing that much larger, and though he couldn’t see it any longer, he could feel a change near the tip, as a canine profile began imprinting on his flesh.

“Just a little…f-further…by the gods, he’s hung! ”

The tip of his changing member was kissing every inch of her inner walls as she wiggled into place, but the greatest sensation of all came as her labia finally settled around the base of his shaft, spread and satisfied.

Like the plume of a single drop of color in a clear glass, the inescapable darkness of her fur spread across his tummy and moved up through his torso, with fur coming to life in a slow, billowing cloud. Pumping up beneath that was the simpler frame of his body, as flesh rose and shifted to meet the demands of a lover and taskmaster of Anubis’ scope.

Sinew layered itself over and over again until thick, obvious muscles pushed through and made their presence known, even under the veneer of fur that continued to spread across his body.

“You’re getting even thicker within me, Jay…you’re…s-stretching me in a way I haven’t known in so long…there’s such potential in your flesh!” she cheered for him, turning the tables for a moment ever so brief: Jay wasn’t used to being praised, much less by a goddess…but she set the balance right once more, as her inner muscles quickly and greedily accommodated his growth. “Now’s the time you need to prove it to me, mortal…to prove your worth…”

She’d never met a mortal she could trust enough to give the reins back to in the middle of the act, and Jay proved no different. The push of his hips was exactly what she wanted it to be; she left no part of her orgasm up to chance.

“Should your body find itself at a limit, my spell upon you will break, and I will end this day unfulfilled… do not let that happen, Jay…”

Her warning didn’t fall on such deaf ears as one might think, as the strength of her hypnosis faded in and out at will.

Even though he had almost no control over his body anymore, Jay was very aware of the risks involved with failing his goddess…but he’d been given an ace in the hole in the form of a newer, stronger body.

Claws were still emerging from his fingertips as the rolling waves of fur coated the last of his humanity, and before Anubis, the lips that she already coveted so deeply were expanding out toward her, as if a force was pulling him back to her chest. His flesh moved before his neck, and by the time his teeth nipped at the tender bud once more, they were sharper and stronger, hidden behind the long, narrow cover of his canid muzzle.

Whatever kind of man Jay was when he entered the museum, he was going to leave it as a perfect example of the tall, thick jackals that once followed Anubis with unwavering loyalty.

“You’re finding s-so many wonderful spots with that cock, Jay…to think I was considering letting you walk past me earlier!” she admitted, having wondered if he was the right one to wake up for. “Now that I’ve f-felt you…like this…I’m never letting you go…I’m going to m-milk your soul out through this cock!”

His body was already hers to play with, and through a wincing eye, she could appreciate every curve of his biceps, the tight clench of his pecs as his torso stiffened, and the deep, blissful tremors of his cock as she bounced upon it; he was as much a buffet in terms of pleasure as he was one of visual delights, and Anubis was already overfilling her plate.

What she needed was a different kind of flood, and feeling the eager suckle of his lips around her untouched nipple was pushing her over the edge.

She wouldn’t go over it alone.

“One mess f-for another…that seems a fair trade, doesn’t it?”

Her whisper stoked his new, taller ear with such fire that it flickered away from her, but she bit down on it ferociously and held it in her fangs, needing something to take away some of her tension.

That thin, velvety flesh was just enough to help her sink beneath the waves of pleasure, turning the slow trickle of milk into a cherry on top of an already towering sundae.

“Don’t s-stop sucking…don’t you dare stop sucking, Jay!”

His throat was growing a bulge from the sheer volume of milk she poured out for him, but her own body, slender and riddled with muscle, couldn’t hide a subtle bump of its own: she’d gifted Jay’s body with a larger cock than she should have, but beyond that was a wide, thick knot at the base, and on the other end…a trapped, heated flood of cum sprayed up into her womb, pushing her to the voluminous brink in mere seconds.

Whimpering around his mouthful, Jay felt the stroke of feverish clawtips through his hair and the piercing weight of fangs against his ear, but none of that could shake the trance; the only thing that broke through it was the subtlest hint of what would have been an earth-shattering climax for the new, lucky jackal.

“Yes… yes , Jay! The more y-you give me…the more you shall receive!” she promised him, flooding his maw with such milk that even his cheeks bulged…but his loyalty was unquestioned as he drank it all, moaning through his mouthful and filling his goddess with every drop of seed he had to offer.

The shockwaves were such that the bubble of time around them became distorted; it was the only thing that could distract Anubis enough to forgo the rest of her release, but there would be plenty of other times to enjoy her new general’s cock in genuine privacy.

Right then, she was ready to give up what little, forced privacy they had…it was time to test Jay’s loyalty in one more way, with a host of new followers just waiting to be turned by his hand.