Yes to both!

Miya decided the Lamp might make a good decoration somewhere in the inn, and began to brush some dirt off of it. The first swipe of her hand was all it took for the lamp, and then a violet mist started to pour out of it.

Miya gasped and immediately let go of the lamp, but the glittering vapor already had her, and to her shock, it turned out to have a solid presence. More mist came out, swirling around her quickly in a vortex. "What the heck is this!?" She exclaimed, not knowing what was about to happen. Before she could think of anything else, her kimono started to fade, quickly leaving her naked. The purple haired woman blushed furiously and covered herself with her hands, even as she was gently lifted off the ground.

"What the hell is this? Something from MBI?" But she couldn't linger any longer on that thought. Suddenly, she felt a strange sensation wash over her, a warmth that grew into a pulsing, demanding need. She tried to shake her head to clear the fog of confusion, but instead, she felt the sensation increase. It was like something was telling her not to worry, to simply let go and embrace what was about to happen. And... She was finding it extremely difficult to argue with.

Miya flushed even more and her eyelids lowered slightly. She felt the mist caressing her body, slipping into every nook and cranny of her being. She still tried weakly to resist, but the warmth grew more intense, feeling almost comforting as it seeped into her skin. Her body began to tingle and she felt a sudden urge to obey, to submit to the will of the lamp.

It was like a warm fire, igniting inside her during a blizzard and staring off the cold. But not quite that, but she had little else to compare the sensation to. Miya's cheeks were on fire with embarrassment, but it soon was replaced by arousal as the mist began to coil around her naked form, caressing her in places she didn't even know she liked to be touched.

The lamp didn't have to change much of Miya. She was already as hot as hell, a solid ten. But it could still shoot for eleven. It did so by making her breasts and asscheeks slightly firmer, the former expanding ever so slightly, and her hips glaring out a bit more, and eliminating any and all minor blemishes on her skin. Her hair became much silkier and more radiant, each strand nearly radiating light of its own.

Miya surrendered to the mist's work as it continued to glide over her bare skin, leaving trails of pleasure in its wake. The sensations grew more intense as it began to shape new clothes around her. Golden bands appeared around her wrists and ankles and a collar of the same material wrapped around her neck, each one adorned with an amethyst gem. Another amethyst was embedded on a piercing that appeared on her navel, and golden ear piercings encrusted with the amethyst also appeared on her ears. Her head was adorned in a tiara with the same gemstone in the center, her hair pulled back into a high ponytail.

A soft, silky harem-style outfit, consisting of a skimpy top and a flowing, long loincloth with panties under it materialized, perfectly hugging her curves. Her arms gained detached sleeves that flared out, attached to armbands. From the tiara, a veil flared out, connected by the corners, and covering all but her eyes. The silk, having a luxurious feel, was completely see through, doing next to nothing to hide her nipples, or nether lips. Her feet remained bare, with just a couple of toe rings to adorn them.

Miya looked at herself, confused but completely at ease about her slutty attire. But she had little time to think about her outfit, as the pleasant sensation intensified around her legs, and soon they started to dissolve into the mist.

The violet mist that once was her lower body compacted in a long tail that connected itself to the lamp, a clear sign that she was now bound to it. Miya stared in awe, feeling an... Intimate connection with the lamp now, one she couldn't, not wanted to, break. Then, she felt a tug and realized she was being pulled into the artifact.

She smiled serenely as the lamp absorbed her. Any desire to fight against her impending imprisonment had long since fled. The sensation was unlike anything she had ever felt before, and she craved to join her being with this strange entity. Then, with a pop, she disappeared into the lamp.