Pyrrha, and it claims her immediately.

"Think that's the relic Professor Ozpin wanted us to grab?" Jaune asked curiously as Pyrrha picked up the lamp, examining it closely.

"I doubt it, he wouldn't launch us right towards our target for a test. That would defeat the purpose. It is probably just something that got dropped some time ago... It looks like an antique from Vacuo, only solid gold..." she added, brushing some Grimm dust off of it.

The lamp only briefly considered only establishing a bond with her, and claiming her later. It did want easy transport out of the forest after all... But there was someone else present who would easily become her Master, so it acted immediately. Glittering red mist erupted out and engulfed her, causing her to let out a startled cry. "What the!?" she asked, trying to get out of it as she felt it lift her up.

"Pyrrha!?" Jaune asked, looking around frantically for help. Seeing no one, he tried reaching into the mist to pull her out, but it simply blew him back.

Pyrrha gasped as she felt... Odd. But also good. Like a blanket of peace and serenity washed over her. Her struggles slowed as the mist swirled around her, cradling her, feeling like a lover's caress. And she felt her worries, her concerns, every anxiety she ever had, just... melt away. The expectations placed on her due to her raw talent. The social isolation she felt from people wanting to know Pyrrha the Celebrity, not Pyrrha the Person, all of her responsibilities... None of it seemed to matter anymore.

Furthermore, sexual knowledge began flowing into her mind, making the previously sheltered warrior woman moan, mentally drinking it all in. All sexual inhibitions were washed away as this knowledge filtered in. They seemed silly and completely arbitrary to her now.

The mist then began entering her body, removing blemishes from her skin, every mole or pimple. Her armpits, arms, legs, and her vulva all had their hairs dissolve away into the mist, the hair follicles placed in a dormant state to ensure the hair wouldn't regrow unless commanded. Only the hair on her head remained untouched. And not only her exterior was altered, but her internal form was as well. Aches and pains she'd barely noticed faded until her whole body tingled pleasantly from the relief, rippling in the pleasant sensations. Furthermore, her breasts seemed to tighten slightly, before expanding just a little bit, the size enhanced, but still fitting her frame perfectly. Excess fat was also shed, though that was less noticable, as she had a strict diet and exercise regimen. "Oh... Don't stop..." she murmured, allowing herself to get lost in the sensations, letting go completely.

Then, her clothes dissolved away, the only exception being her neck piece, tiara, the gold armband around her left bicep, and the golden bracers on her arms, otherwise, she was stripped completely naked. And even these ornaments had the mist flowing into them, becoming shinier. Her wrist bracers shrunk down a little, so they only covered her wrists instead of the whole forearm, and closed entirely around them. They also both gained a glimmering emerald that matched her eyes. Her ankles were also wrapped up in gold bands, similarly encrusted in a single gem.

Then her clothing was replaced, the mist coalescing around her to form some exotic garb found in Vacuo, dancer outfits to be precise. A sheer silk top, colored red, and leaving her midriff and a generous bit of cleavage exposed, sleeveless, and transparent so her boobs and even her nipples were still discernable through it. Her lower half gained poofy pants of the same make, her vulva and ass similarly still visible through them. A detached sleeve materialized on her left arm, fastened to the band on the bicep. And over her face, the corners attached to her tiara, was a veil, covering her mouth and nose, though leaving her eyes uncovered.

Just as she caught herself admiring the new appearance, she felt the pleasant sensations intensify in her feet. She looked down to see her toes were disintegrating into mist, followed by her feet and ankles. Surprisingly, she didn't feel fear as her limbs were gradually assimilated into the vapors surrounding her. In fact, she found the sensation of it exquisite. And she still felt everything, like the nerves still worked, albeit distributed in the mist. The phenomenon continued to consume her legs, going up her calves, then her knees, followed by her thighs. Just as she idly wondered if she was going to turn into mist entirely, the effect stopped at her hips, just shy of her midriff.

The swirling vapors then seemed to converge between the lamp and her body, leaving her unobscured, and connected to said lamp by a wispy, shimmering, almost serpentine tail made up of the mist. Despite its seemingly gaseous state, Pyrrha felt like it was a natural part of her body, like it had always been that way. She could move it freely as she desired, and felt so many sensations from it. Well, almost freely. It seemed firmly attached to the spout of the lamp, and try as she might, she couldn't get it loose. And the lamp itself wasn't budging, no matter how she tried to pull it, but this still didn't bother her emotionally, merely raised some intellectual questions.

"...okay, this is weird. You alright, Pyrrha?" Jaune asked, a bit shaken by the whole situation... But definitely finding how she currently looked quite appealing.

"Honestly? I feel better than I ever have before," Pyrrha mused, gazing at the lamp she was literally attached to with curiosity. "I could certainly get used to thiIIIIIIIISSSSSS!" she yelped as she suddenly felt a pull on her very being, one she was disinclined to resist even if she could, and found herself drawn into the lamp.

Before Jaune could even process this, and what was happening, Pyrrha was inside the lamp.