Lara treaded carefully. This ancient egyptian temple, built to the god Anubis, oddly had no traps within. Though the structure was vast, and she had been navigating through it for quite some time. But now it was finally in sight, the artifact she had come here for. Another key to preventing the imminent catastrophe to befall the world. The idol, said to bestow the power of Anubis on the user.
	The god of the afterlife's domain of influence also made for a particularly potent ability, in the right hands. She approached the small pedestal it sat on with caution. Just because the rest of the temple was not trapped, didn't mean this statue was devoid of protection. She looked around meticulously, keeping her hands and legs alert, for any sudden movements she may need to make.
	Still nothing happened, the woman now within arms reach of the statue. She reached out to it carefully, gently removing it from the altar. Her movements becoming a bit less tense as several seconds passed by. She was surprised that there had been no traps hindering her progress. But she wasn't one to look a gift horse in the mouth, especially in her line of work. She turned from the altar, heading for the open doorway that connected the main chamber to the rest of the temple. Gun in one hand and the statue in her other.
	She had not gotten a dozen steps from it though, when the idol began to glow. Lara felt a tingle in her hands, the woman looking down to see them reshaping, fingers merging. Her gloves burning away in magical energies, bracelets coming  into existence on her wrists. She held one of them up in shock as the idol became pure energy. A fine layer of fur springing up over her hands and forearms. Even the raider's gun had been affected by the energies. 'If there are no traps, then there is likely a curse.' The reminder moved through Lara's head in a realization.
	The magic now going to work on her feet, her boots disappearing, the toes underneath becoming more stout. Braclets forming into place on her ankles and above her calves. She lost her balance for a moment a couple of her toes fading into her foot. Rough pinkish skin forming on the soles of them. The woman's new paws sprouting fine claws at the tips. The same blackish fur that had started at her hands overtaking her legs now. Fur  traveling up to her shoulders from where they had initially come from. The band on her lower shoulder being swapped for an actual metal bracer.
	She held her hands up, trying to balance herself and get a better view at the changes in the same motion. Blushing as a small mix of arousal and alarm went through her. The energy that had once been her gun, now altered into the form of a stake. The fur spreading to her chest as her already large breasts grew a bit. The tank top shirt she had been wearing being replaced with a decorative breastplate, fur continuing down her midesction.
	With the dissolution of the cloth banding her ponytail together, the woman's hair was allowed to flow freely. The hue of it going from a brownish color to a ghostly white. She moaned a bit, feeling her face being taken by the changes. Her nose becoming less defined, the nostrils merging into the end of her still relatively short muzzle into a wet nose. Lara's ears stretching to points, while fur moved over her face. She shifted her stance, picking up her left foot a bit. Yet more fur traveling under her shorts. Lara felt her legs surge with muscle, gaining a bit of mass. The woman squeezing the still seemingly intangible energies. In a way that a lover might squeeze her mate's cock.
	Her pants were the last thing to go, an odd ring around her waist replacing them as the rest of her stomach, and thus body was covered by fur. The woman's pubes now matching the shade of white that her hair possessed. Her muzzle pushing out to its full size, Lara's form now mostly nude. The items that had been energy becoming solid once more. An Ankh in her right hand now and a Khopesh in the other. The jackal woman realzing the irony of her new form in regards to her profession. She closed her eyes, fighting the urges that were seeping into her mind. Feeling herself regaining sight of her goals, that is until a yellow jewel formed in the center of her head.
	The energy surged through her mind in a violent rending of her free will. She threw her hands out to her sides. The sudden sensation and destruction of her memories, enough to make her release her grip on the two items. She screamed in frustrated agony, trying to remember why she had come here, who she was. The final part of her physical transformation appearing in the form of a bony and rigid tail. More metal rings forming around it and her hair. Forcing the jackal woman's locks into strips, lifted by the energies that had changed her form.
	She fell to her knees, trying her best to remember who and what she was. The woman mistaking the new memories implanted in her mind as truth. She was a guardian of this tomb, dedicated to her lord Anubis. Lara opened her eyes, the iris and pupils now animalistic, the whites of them changed to a savage yellow. She placed a hand on the Khopesh's hilt. A wisp of greenish energy trailing away from the Ankh.
	She snarled in irritation. This temple had been defiled, its artifacts now on display at the nearby musuem. It angered her, how dare the humans have such arrogance as to steal from a god! Her master demanded they be returned to their rightful place, and she intended to fulfill that demand. Lara Croft the Tomb Raider, was no more.

A few months later.......

	The jackal woman sat on the piece of cloth, her body wrapped in cream colored bandages. Though the strips of linen did little to cover any of her modesty. Lara had been liberating the egyptian artifacts from local museums during most of her waking hours. Bringing them back here and placing them in their rightful spots among the temple. Though such a long period of time had led to the woman becoming quite horny. She had found herself becoming distracted by the need for sex. So much so that it was all she could think about at this point.
	She had propped herself up against the wall, hoping that Anubis would pay attention to her need this time. He had decided to show in person for this occasion, to receive from her a very important artifact. Lara had no intention of letting the opportunity for being satisfied go to waste. Her nipples had swelled to at least twice their normal size, Her lust so great that only a god would be able to sate it.
	She sat there, presenting herself to her lord, panting and eyeing him at the same time, with a seductive and needy look in her eyes. The jackal woman playing with her nipples a bit using one of her hands as she let her legs spread.
'Please, reward me for my loyalty to you, my lord Anubis.' She thought in her head, too horny to even speak.
	The god of the afterlife regarded her, watching as she layed on her back and groped her large boobs. A rather naughty smile on her face as she looked at him.
	Lara's hope soon turned to excitement and anticipation as she watched Anubis move towards her. His member leaving its sheath, pushing against the waistcloth that he wore. She spread her legs even wider, inviting the god to fuck her senseless. He loomed over her, pulling the waistcloth to the side and keeping that same stoic expression, even as he moved and positioned his dick with her moist slit. The woman wildly touching her body, knowing that she was seconds away from bliss. She whimpered, feeling his length slide into her. Pulling herself back up in a curl, she ran her hands across his well muscled chest. Licking at his muzzle with her tongue, the god gave no response. Letting the lusty female thrust against his member. He was performing the action more to sate her than himself.
	Lara took care not to damage the bandages she was wearing as she smooshed her large breasts into his face. Feeling him lick at them, his tongue dampening the areas of exposed fur on her boobs. She was too horny to care about prolonging the sex, only desiring release so her mind could be clear to serve him further. The jackal woman using her hands to spread her slit wider, letting him in as deep as he could. She felt an orgasm building, a dumb lusty smile on her face as she drooled in arousal. Lara's breathing quickening, more and more, her fluids helping his member slide in and out of her.
	She pulled herself close, slamming her massive chest against him, as her body quivered and shook in the most incredible orgasm she had experienced in her life. Such pleasure, she knew this was her reward now for her eternal loyalty. Anubis' statue had given her immortality, she would serve him for all eternity. She would have nothing but this life to look forward to now. To be rewarded with bliss was her fate, only service to her god mattered. Even the threat of a catacylsm meant little to her now. The world would fall, but they would live, nestled in the safety of this place. Lara laughed at the thought of her own death from an apocolypse. How could something kill one who has power over the afterlife itself?