Patreon Prompt 403

Prompt: Hunting for a new familiar, a witch attempts to transform a maiden passing by her cottage into one. Accidentally invoking sloth and gluttonous demons, she winds up transforming the innocent maiden into a giant, obese, and slovenly black cat.

   Celica couldn't believe what she saw out of the window of her cottage. Despite the remoteness of her abode in the middle of the forest, the witch's eyes followed along with the movements of the young woman looking over the structure. Judging by the woman’s gear, she had to assume that she was a hiker that had ignored the warning signs set up by the townsfolk.

   Eager to both teach the hiker a lesson and get a new familiar in the process, Celica waltzed out of her front door. While the young woman was gawking at the witch’s green skin and crooked nose, Celica began to cast her spell. She struggled to remember the exact incantation needed, but she was able to release a spark of magic out towards the hiker to begin the transformation process.

   Celica had a wicked grin stretch across her face as black fur covered the woman’s skin. Her maniacal cackles filled the air to be picked up by the pointy, triangle shaped ears that popped out of her victim’s hair. Eagerly watching the hiker develop whiskers and a cute, button nose, Celica got ready to finish up the familiar binding ritual.

   The witch was stopped in her tracks as an abrupt fart ripped out of the young woman’s rear to shake around her lanky tail. The rude expulsion was followed up by an echoing belch that forced the cat woman’s doughy gut to burst right out of her clothes. Mindlessly scratching her paws against her sagging tits and chubby rear, she managed to let out a lazy meow before she resumed producing the noxious fumes from both ends.

   While the transformed hiker continued to pack on pounds and spurt out gas, Celica tried to figure out what had gone wrong. Thinking back over incantation, she recalled how closely a certain magic word resembled another that summoned the spirit of a gluttony demon. Her train of thought was stopped as the smelly cat woman waddled forward to give her a warm hug. Seeing the look of hunger in the woman’s slitted, green eyes, Celica begrudgingly led her inside to offer her some cream while she looked for a way to fix her mistake.