Mavuika

The pyro archon herself, Mavuika, the God of war, that was who you had picked for your first host. It was an ambitious choice. You could have gone for a weaker host but that would be boring.

You watched Mavuika from this burd body for days. You studied her routine from afar, taking note of places she frequently visited and made note of which ones she were often alone at.

Once you had enough info you made your move. You had watched her order some food in her chambers and knew this was your chance. You waited till she was alone with her meal and then made a noise close to the area in you avian body.

As predicted Mavuika got up and left her food unattended. You then flew around quickly, launching yourself from your body letting the bird continue to fly as if nothing happened. Once free you landed right in her food. Doing your best to hide, you waited till Mavuika returned and started to eat.

As normal most people won't reLize something is wrong with their food until they taste it. Having hidden yourself well enough, Mavuika had scooped you up with her spoon and put her in her mouth. Before you even had a chance to bite you...you lunged down her throat.

"Gah," the archon gasped as she felt something invade her mouth. She tried to cough it up but she couldn't. It was slimy and every time she coughed it went further and further down. Deciding to maybe call a doctor, the archon had stood up ready to go. Then her world immediately went black as she lost control.

When you reopened your eyes you were greated to two large lumps of flesh before you. You felt different. No longer were you a small slug. Lifting you hand you noitced the new leather clad arm you had. You smiled. You had succeed.

"I am Mavuika," You spoke with your new stolen voice. You leaned back in your chair, crossing your legs as you felt all the new sensations of the world through the Pyro Archon's body.

She was a sexy woman with unmstched beauty and power. You truly hit the jack pot with this body. Now what do next...