Servitude

"The demons have made quite the mess" says Cecelia. "Someone will need to clean. I had servants, but they have all seemed to vanished."

Cecelia looks at you. "I might just have to recruit a new maid for my household. Is there a volunteer?"

Cecelia commands the demon in Latin, which she appears to speak fluently "face eum in ancillam gallicam."

You feel overcome by an occult **** as magic flows into your body. You see your hair lengthening and turning a perfect black. Your shoulders shrink as your new tits balloon in size. You manage to sway your now well defined hips, putting on a show for the demons behind you. A cool summer breeze collides with you plumb ass. You could have sworn you were wearing pants.

Your mind too is being changed. You try to think how to escape, but the process is too exhausting. Testing yourself, you try to figure out what 7 + 5 is, but you immediately forgot the question before you can think of the answer. Thinking for yourself is proving difficult.

Eisheth compels you to stand up, so you do so. The demon has summoned a mirror in front of you, so you can watch the transformation be finalized.

You see a stranger in a strange outfit standing where you should be. The stranger is wearing a black corset and a short skirt. Her stockings cover most of her legs. The woman is stunning and her outfit was clearly designed to compliment her best features. A duster appears in her hand just as you feel an object appearing into your hands. You tighten your grip on the object and see the stranger tighten her grip as well.

Then you realize the stranger is you.

"What have you done to me!?" you scream, your voice is now feminine and you have a new accent which sounds French. The mirror shatters, its pieces disappearing once they hit the ground. Cecelia and Eisheth stand behind where the mirror was.

"I don't like her tone" says Cecelia to the demon. "Make it so that she cannot speak English, except when she is pleasuring herself."

Eisheth nods and the spell takes effect.

"Qu'est-ce que tu fais!" you exclaim, despite not knowing what it means.