Part 2

The Trek had been relatively calm, he had reached the Witch's tower in good time and without any delay. He had slain many adept spell casters before, and he assumed this would not much different.

Upon breaching the outer gate, and carving his way through a small patch of conjured imps which had tended the outside of the Witch's tower Daivus assumed his victory assured.

"I mighty Mage would have conjured mightier beasties!" he proclaimed!

Upon reaching the lab within the tower, the trap had been tripped, and Daivus was struck with an intense magical force, which sent him sprawling, the sigil on the floor which he had stepped had been nearly invisible to the naked eye until stepped on...

He reached for his sword, but a firm kick sent it clattering away as the Witch revealed herself, a 6 foot tall, dark skinned amazonian queen, muscled, huge breasted, with rich dark frizzy hair, she chuckled at the Lupines prone figure.

Daivus went with a low thrown kick, but his foot only met air, as his body racked in... pleasure? he went to all fours, gasping as the magic trap did it's work on his body.

His rear bulged as his waist tapered and widened, thighs bulged and grew thick.. even womanly in shape, his chest bulged, heated flesh pouring out as firm round breasts came forth, fur receding from where his chest was, his stomach as well...

Everything felt like jelly, everything was hazy. "Y..you bitch, what are you doin--"

He was cut off as The Witch chuckled. "Oh you brought this down on yourself, dear..." she said with a smug tone, watching the lupine helpless to resist the changes.