Shaarti, a very long and tall snake-woman, was sleeping. In her slumber, she dreamed of her amazingly long life and all the things she had seen with her own two eyes. From her birth centuries ago to this very day, she had been the protector of a special artifact found in the temple where she had been reborn.  
The artifact in question was a huge bronze coin with mysterious runes circling it. It was an artifact that was supposed to be a representation of Amirtha, the god of humans and beasts. The divine being, in his wisdom, had decided to grant a gift to a mere beast, making it be a representation of both of his domains. Shaarti had been that beast, once a mere snake, but now so much more.  
She could still recall the transformation and how she had felt that day. Being small, she had grown so much, she towered any of the human worshipping Amirtha that day. Her womanhood was also revealed to all during the transformation, as her tail had elongated and enlarged quite a lot. Her upper area adapted to a more human physiology, a pair of breasts growing while a chest developed itself. That, and some beautiful hips and a pretty stomach, while the navel popped up lastly, a symbol or her rebirth as something more than human or beast. Her simple green scales had turned a light blue, while her underbelly scales, attached to her front chest area, became a light touch of yellow.  
She remembered how much the humans who prayed to Amirtha were gentle on that day, giving her clothes, friendship and a purpose. She never knew if it was truly a gift of Amirtha or just some random sorcery that turned her like this, but she felt she had been blessed every single day when she was in this temple, accompanied by the worshippers of beasts and humans. Their company was one of the joys she had in life during those days, learning from them so much, with each generation having different things to teach her. Those were the days...  
Waking up, she could still see the sad state the place had been left out. The worshippers had either died when the other peoples had came to war with them, or they just fled, never to return here. She had no idea how much time passed since she was alone, but it was too much from her perspective. The only thing that she had left was her duty, even though she had no heart left for it.  
She had discovered in those last years that any beast that touched the coin would be transformed in a way similar as her, albeit with some bad results. She had seen monkeys become berserk and violent, boars becoming deficient and even cruder than before and even some birds in pain when they received the gift of Amirtha. Seeing those results, she had to end their days, either by eating them or killing them in a painless way. It seemed that Amirtha had much less power now that his worshippers were no more. Perhaps it was only because the magic in the artifact was becoming weaker, but she would never know exactly. From what she could see, she was the only good thing that had come from the huge bronze coin.  
Getting out of the small temple where the artifact was placed, she looked at the vast jungle surrounding it. There had been a village there once, but now it was only lush vegetation filled with wild animals. It seemed to be calm now, which made her bored and sad even more than usual. The fights with the failed creatures were the only thing that she could be looking forward to now. Returning to sleep, she would have to wait for a beast to make the same mistake as the others...  
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A few minutes after Shaarti had fallen asleep, a beast approached the temple. It was a leopard, curious about what this grouping of stones was. He had never seen such a thing before, which made him want to explore it, as there was a large hole in front of the whole stone thing where he had enough place to enter.  
Getting inside, he could see that there was a hole in the floor that he could explore as well, leading to a lower place. However, his attention was quickly upon a huge round shiny stone, glimmering weirdly from the light that came from a hole in the upper stone. On it was some things out of place, things that made no sense to him, yet they shone in a way that made him want to see closer.  
Sitting just in front of the huge and round stone, he tried to see if something else would be happening with it. Seeing nothing happen, he approached his face closer to smell it; perhaps its scent would reveal the secrets of the shiny stone. The smell not doing anything, he tried to lick it, which made the stone glow, making him feel very weird inside...  
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Shaarti woke up in a flash, sensing that the coin had yet again ‘’granted’’ a gift to another poor animal. Slithering toward the hole in the roof of the basement where she slept, she rose up on the first floor to see which animal she would have to put out of its misery.  
She was in luck, as she would be able to witness the transformation for herself this time, staring at the feline creature evolving before her very eyes. The first thing the beast did was stand on two legs, getting up like a human would. Its two front paws changing to hands, they had the normal five fingers, while muscles grew in his arms to give them a more humanoid shape. Its chest compacting itself, it got slightly smaller, reducing the length of the fur there to show a more muscular body, well-toned and all. Its maw got smaller, turning them into a maw/mouth hybrid. His long fur got smaller, while some grew more on his head to replicate long blond hair. His legs became muscular as well, turning human-like, which helped him stand tall and show that he was now taller than a human. Having spots everywhere, he now had none on his chest and belly, while those on his back, arms and legs were untouched.  
 Something that caught Shaarti attention was the fact that his penis got even larger somehow, now standing out since he was standing up, instead of being crouched. He was well-endowed it sufficed to say. It was, however, not exactly important, since she had the task to end his life anyway. His transformation complete, he turned out much better than most beasts did, without any misshapen or unchanged or non-adapted part. It did not mean much, though, as his mind would surely wild and violent like all the others. Slithering toward him, she would have to overpower him and then decide what to do with him soon.  
She was not prepared for his reaction, as the leopard turned around, seeing her. The look on his face was of incomprehension as he looked at Shaarti, then said:  
-What...happened to me?  
This stopped her right in her track, making her back down a bit. None of the beasts had talked before, especially after having changed. She had no begun talking and adapting to language before three weeks, from what she could remember. This was disturbing, but it did not mean that he was intelligent or civilized. He could begin attacking at any moment now, which meant she would have to use other methods than strengths since she had backed away from him.  
She knew just the way, putting her arms crossed before her large chest and positioning her tail behind her to help her in this task she was about to begin. Beginning to sway her large hips from side to side, she began to hiss slowly and subtly in front of the newly transformed leopard. Making her belly bulge slightly, she made her belly scales wobble up in small ways to accentuate his attention toward them.  
It was an ancestral technique she had been taught by the first generation of Amirtha worshipper she had known, one that used magic in ways of seduction and mind-clouding instead for destruction. It rendered those who saw the dance at the mercy of the dancer; with a thing they called hypnosis.   
The leopard looked at her, the confusion quitting his face slowly as his eyes became transfixed on what she seemed to be doing. Her belly was kind of captivating, making him worry a bit less now. Perhaps if he continued to watch her, he would understand some things or at least know a peace of mind for now?  
Shaarti kept on dancing before him, now rising her arms up in the air to let him see her breasts jingle before his very eyes. Not wearing anything to cover herself, she never wanted to, as the worshippers themselves never wore any clothes. This was the way she thought she had to look, just like her dear, but ancient friends. Her deep blue nipples perked a bit, as the steady motion of her breast swishing from side to side along with her hips excited her a bit. Swaying like her species was known for; her snake-like movements were graceful, yet very sensual in its ways.  
The leopard, unable to avert his gaze from such a queer, yet mesmerizing display, felt as if something was keeping him from advancing toward her to touch or smell her. His legs becoming tired, he had trouble standing up now. Sitting down, he watched the dance in front of him, finding it incredible.  
Shaarti, seeing him fall under at a slow pace; saw that she would have to double her efforts in order to bring him down. He was receptive to the subtle mind commands she gave him, but he had resisted for a bit of time, despite having no idea what was affecting him. He could not know, being sure of it, as he had transformed mere minutes ago. Her sways becoming wider, she added some belly rolls within her routine, just to spice things up. The more beautiful it was, the more it could work, as she was told.  Her navel bobbed up and down as the belly scales waved sexily before him, putting some extra effort, thinking she would need to do so to bring him under completely.  
Watching her dance, a whole spectrum of emotions began invading his mind, as it was adapting to his new body and transformation as well. Confusion had been the first thing he knew, but now there was lust, desire, love and...Submission? The dancing snake-woman had an enthralling effect on him, making him appreciate the finer things that she was doing. Her belly was sculpted in a way that made it very appealing to him, as well as her hips. Her breasts were gorgeous to him; her erect nipples making him crave for a touch or a taste of these marvellous and smooth orbs. Her scales were glimmering with beauty as her long tail made him beg to be in some kind of contact with it. Her face was very pretty; her hisses making him drool as he found it to be soothing. It was a whole new level of feelings and emotions for him, but he loved it so far.  
Shaarti, seeing him smile and observe her with some kind of adoration, smiled as well, as she had soothed this perhaps savage beast to her will. Still, she had to make very sure that she had succeeded. Bringing her tail toward him quickly, she began coiling him up in a cocoon of some sort. Seeing that he was not offering any resistance, she completed her coils and then brought him closer to her.  
One of his desire being experienced now, he loved the feel of her smooth scales on his body. It was a new sensation for him, yet it felt very good. He had no idea that her contact would be so pleasant. Continuing to watch her dance with huge interest, he was brought to her breast level, seeing them bounce and swish in her sexy display of dancing she was doing. Her hissing stopped as she was about to talk to him. For some reason, he knew he had to listen very carefully.  
-Come, little leopard, and drink from me. I, mistress Shaarti, command you to.  
The word mistress sounded like something very respectful to say, a title that meant that the person who wore it was superior to others. Agreeing with that vision, he would name her like this from now on.  
-Yes, beautiful mistress.  
Bringing his lips to one of her erect nipple, he began sucking it as if he was a cub drinking from his mother’s teat. Out of it came a liquid that tasted bad at first, in a very bitter way, but became very sweet rapidly. Liking it more and more by the second, he drank with vigor, like someone with a thirst that could not be quenched.  
Seeing him suck her special and magical milk, Shaarti smiled. What made it good, though, was that he was gentle with his sucking. She had used this spell before on other animals before, which turned savage, almost biting her nipple off when they tried to drink. Fortunately, her body was much more resistant that what they anticipated, but it made not for a pleasant experience. This time, on the contrary, it was very good, as he was careful and gentle. Still swaying and dancing, she moved him along with her breasts using her tail, rocking him along with her belly-dancing.  
His eyes began showing small, but colorful spirals, indicating that the spell had now a true hold on his mind and spirit. Drinking hungrily, some milk began pouring out of his mouth, as it was too full from his eagerness to suck it out of her amazing breast. This was the very best thing he had felt in his entire life, but he wanted more. He wished to see just what the mistress could make him experience more.  
Witnessing that the spirals were now in his eyes, the milk would do no more good. Getting him back to his previous place, she uncoiled him to get him on the ground, when she saw something that she could use very easily. It seemed the leopard had still developed his mind despite being enthralled by her mind, as he was now very erect, his member being stiff while he looked at her with his spiraling eyes. He probably did not know that what she would do would put him even more in bliss, but also reduce his mind to smithereens when she would be done. Her belly doing circles as well as her navel, she put her hand behind her head to put an emphasis on her sexy and hypnotic belly-dance. Meanwhile, the tip of her tail went for his erect member, coiling it softly, yet firmly.  
Gulping down the last drop of milk he had in his mouth, he was a bit saddened that he could not drink any more of this sweet liquid. This feeling would soon dissipate, as he felt something much more pleasant, a touch on his reproductive tail that was far more satisfying than it ever should. Looking at the small coil forming on his stiff rod, his smile widened as his spirals kept on growing with time. What was she about to do?  
Not missing any opportunity or wasting her time, she began pumping up and down while she belly-danced, giving him a tail-job to pleasure him. It was, of course, to set a spell that would finally break him. With his trance being very strong and her milk inside of him, she would be able to make him release all of his will through his penis to turn him into a vegetable, removing his personality. The moment his seed would get out of the tip, he would be like a doll, helpless before her and unable to do any actions forever, which she would then use to eat him or kill him. However, she begun to have doubts about this now, as he was rather handsome and intelligent-looking.  
Feeling his rod swell a bit, he felt as if some kind of liquid filled it, making it bulge a bit as the most intense pleasure he had felt was making him pant in ecstasy. This was so great and satisfying; he had to let the mistress know...he had to make sure she knew how she made him feel.  
-Mistress...I love this...I love what you are doing...I love you...  
This destabilized her greatly; as it had been the very first time she had ever heard this coming out of someone so much under her power. Could he be perhaps more intelligent and noble than she thought? His member was beginning to swell up too much, as he would soon be ready to release. Turning him into a doll now would be terrible, as she was beginning to perhaps see him in another light. No wonder her nipples were hard; she was beginning to fall for him in a strange way. She had to save him somehow, as her spell would be fully unleashed on him now. Advancing quickly toward him, she would try to save the situation in the only way she thought it would be possible.  
Bringing her mouth toward his member, she enveloped his member with her lips as the seed was released violently inside of her. Trying to gulp it all down, she managed after a few seconds, tasting it and feeling it go into her belly. Looking at him, she despaired when she saw that his eyes had turned blank, the spirals no longer visible in his eyes. In a fit of sadness and rage, she almost cried, as she felt that her best chance at finding someone like her, someone she had actually enjoyed hypnotizing, had been blown away. He was lifeless now, useless and close to death.  
She was close to hopelessness, until she saw him move, as life seemed to return to his body, his spiralling eyes now being stronger than ever. Looking at her while he smiled warmly, he then said:  
-What is making you sad, my beautiful mistress?  
It seemed that absorbing his will had actually done the trick, making him a slave now. For how long, she could not know, but she smiled with glee when seeing him open his eyes once more and hearing him say mistress.  
-Nothing, you are safe and that is a comfort for me.  
-I am so lucky to have such a loving mistress. I would hate for you to be sad because of me...  
Seeing that she had acquired someone to share some time with her, she was happy. She would never have to be alone anymore thanks to him. However, he would need a name like her, one she would have to choose since there was no one else around.  
-Hear me. I will give you some very precious things now, things that you will have to cherish. The first will be your name, which I have decided would be Alex, like the name of the son of the first chieftain I knew. The second thing will be your purpose, as I want you to protect this place with me, obeying my orders and commands. The third one...  
-What is the third one, my mistress?  
-This...  
Getting close to his face, she kissed him tenderly, sharing a kiss that would seal their new relationship as protectors of the artifact, mistress and slave, but also lovers. Everything would be fine now, for the both of them...