Tortures of your body and mind continues... But soon, this leads to an unexpected change in your situation.

Alas, your situation only worsened...

The following weeks were filled with a series of horrific torments...

Some unnatural, bloodcurdling experiment was being performed on your body and mind, the purpose of which was completely incomprehensible to you.

Due to the constant, acute pain that permeated every smallest part of your body, the events and phenomena of the surrounding world became vague and barely comprehensible to you.

Like a submissive mechanism, you ate food, performed hygiene, and carried out the orders of your tormentors day after day.

The taste of food and drink was very strange...

But the alternative (starvation) held no appeal to you.

Over time, you began to notice that your body was undergoing some frightening changes. Your skin had thickened significantly, and in some areas, something resembling bony growths had appeared. Your skin tone had darkened.

You couldn't see your face due to the lack of any reflective surface in the prison cell.

However, with a touch of your tongue, you noticed that your teeth had also grown significantly larger and become... sharper.

And your fingernails and toenails should now more accurately be called "claws."

"What?! What have you done to me, you vile bastards?!" - you screamed one day, mindlessly pounding your fists on the door of your prison cell.

A sudden loud crack of breaking wood!

You notice the **** of your blows has increased significantly!

Your fist simply pierced the solid wood of the door!

And you felt only minor pain from such a blow, although you would have reasonably expected a broken finger or hand.

"Ha! Ha! Ha! "Now I'll tear you all apart, you snake-faced scums!" - you laugh hysterically, raining down a barrage of blows on the door.

The flinders of the large oak door fall haphazardly onto the stone floor.

You run out into a narrow corridor...

In the periphery of your vision (far down the corridor), you catch a glimpse of mistress Tserali's silhouette.

A woman dressed in a luxurious purple mantle...

The woman responsible for your horrific torment...

You...

Now you just want to kill her.

It seems your reflexes and agility have also become significantly more developed.

You run down the corridor with lightning speed toward the woman with the snake-like face. Light gray scales instead of skin...

Terrifying, non-human, crimson eyes with vertical black pupils...

A missing nose, a forked, snake-like tongue, small crimson growths on the scales around her neck and face...

The details of her appearance become increasingly clear to you as you approach.

You've almost reached her—you raise your right hand to strike...

And a split second before reaching your target, a stream of purple glow erupts from the Tserali's slender palms, enveloping you from head to toe like a fog.

An inexplicable magical energy blocks your movements and paralyzes you.

But you don't lose consciousness.

"This experimental exemplar is developing faster than the previous ones..." - you manage to hear the words coming from the Tserali's mockingly smiling mouth. Then she leaves the corridor, and under the influence of this unholy magic, your body levitates after her.

"Experimental Hall"...

Your body is once again transported to the spacious room where you have been tortured for the past weeks (or even months?) at the behest of the mistress of this mansion.

The mistress's servants, Atsatro and Xaeji, look... frightened.

They are both armed with crossbows and stand near the far wall of the room.

There is something unusual in the room - a vast circle of glowing bluish and purple crystals, in the center of which (on the floor) are numerous strange pentagrams and other ritual symbols.

Your body, obeying the spell, levitates precisely into the center of the circle.

"Mistress... Perhaps we shouldn't have..." - Xaeji says timidly.

"Shut up, idiot!" - Tserali is clearly not in the mood for criticism.

Her crimson eyes gleam with the anticipation of success.

When your body has moved precisely into the center of the ritual circle, Tserali begins monotonously chanting the words of some complex spell.

The glow from the crystals intensifies.

The pentagrams on the floor begin to emit a stream of strange, sparkling particles of a silvery-purple hue.

You feel a growing pain in your head.

And then - "needles" of pain pierce your entire body...

Your screams do nothing to improve the situation. A stream of sparkling silvery-violet particles thickens and rushes toward your body, enveloping you like a "fog".

The flickering glow of the crystals feels like blows to the head with a club: each flash provokes pain inside your skull.

Finally, a huge, single flash occurs, eclipsing everything...

Even your consciousness.

You (after an incomprehensible amount of time) come to in a completely unfamiliar place.

This is definitely not the same room. Not the "experimental hall" of that mansion.

All around is only a gray fog.

You feel yourself.

It seems like trickles of blood are flowing from your nostrils...

The pain in your head remains, but it gradually becomes weaker.

You look around.

Alas, you see no landmarks.

Gray fog.

A swirling haze of gray fog envelops your body and all visible space. You feel the floor...

It feels like rocky soil.

A substance resembling something between ash and sand remains in your fingers.

"Fucking shit?! Where am I?!" - you think.

Suddenly, you hear the distant sound of footsteps.

You rise to your feet and walk in the direction of the noise.

After a while, you see a silhouette that clearly resembles a woman walking towards you through a swirling haze of strange gray fog.

However, something disturbs you...

A silhouette of a woman... with spiked leather wings on her back!

A few seconds later, she takes rapid steps toward you, and you see the horrifying details of her appearance.

A tall and graceful naked woman...

Hairless legs and arms, a delicate cunt that immediately caught your eye...

Her smooth skin has an unnatural light purple hue. A pair of spiked wings on her back...

Instead of feet, she has something between hooves and sharp black claws.

Her hands also have sharp black claws, which could easily be considered dangerous weapons.

Pointed ears, a pair of curved horns on her head...

A long tail with a sharp, horny growth at the end.

A gaze of pitch-black, non-human eyes fixed on you.

"Oh! Those cruds sent me meat again!" - young woman's melodious voice contrasts with the horrific features of her appearance.

"I..." - you begin to say as she lunges at you with clearly threatening intent.

Judging by the predatory grin of her long, sharp teeth, you'll clearly have to defend yourself now. She leaps at you, her wings spiked and her sharp black claws aimed at your chest, ready to rip your flesh...