Keywords: Adult, Hypnosis, Latex, Transformation Species: Dragon, Panther, Human In Training I'm thinking of trying to extend this into a series, I know that idea will at least keep someone happy... In Training By Wolphin The human walked into her house and shut the door, dumping her handbag on the table. "It pays the bills," she murmured to herself as she moved around the small flat, discarding pieces of her work clothes before slipping into the shower. The water felt good against her skin, washing away the effects of the day as she began her ritual. Stepping from the shower, she patiently dried her skin, then moved up to her hair, finishing it off with her hair drier which she also cast over her skin. Several minutes later she was dry and she pulled out a large flask of talc, dusting herself down liberally, feeling the light power brush over her naked body. Finally, she moved from the bathroom, walking naked down the hall and slipping into her bedroom. The glossy black suit was where she left it, draped over a chair. She carefully slipped a foot down the inside of leg, smoothing out the rubbery wrinkles as her foot moulded itself to the shape of a paw. Balancing on the one covered foot, she repeated the exercise with her other leg, her stance changing as her legs were covered. She could not help but give a soft gasp as the suit pulled higher, pressing itself against her sex as it covered her torso. She stretched the suit over her shoulders, feeling her wings fix themselves to her shoulder blades, her hands slipping down the arms and melding with the feline paws. Finally she pulled the hooded mask over her head, her vision changing as it pressed against her face, her feline eyes capturing the room differently as the seams faded into the rubber. The black pantheress looked around the room, stretching slightly. It felt so good to be back in her natural form, the soft press of the rubbery latex against her fur heightening her senses, even as her mind began to dull from the trance she was beginning to enter. Without noticing, she reached out for her collar, picking up the diamond encrusted strap and snapping it into place. It felt tight against her skin, but in a familiar reassuring way. She purred softly to herself, her tail twitching as she moved to her computer, opening a familiar chat programming, her paws managing to type with surprising ease on the keyboard. Her Mistress was already waiting as she logged on, the rest of the world beginning to fade away as her mind started to rebuild her universe. She felt herself slipping deeper into the developing trance and she embraced the feeling, the words on the screen taking on deeper meaning as her Mistress triggered her. As her actions slowed she felt herself sinking into the words, not seated behind the screen, but instead totally absorbed by her Mistress's universe. She opened her eyes and looked around, her eyes not seeing what was there, but instead what she was suppose to see. "Hello Kitty," she crooned soothingly to the feline. "Good evening Mistress," responded the pantheress, bowing her head slightly and taking a seat at the foot of the dragon's chair. The dragoness absently patted the head of her kitty, her polished scales warm against the feline's latex clad body. The pantheress purred and rested her head on her Mistress's knee. "How are you feeling?" asked the dragoness, moving her paw in soft soothing strokes. "Wonderful Mistress," purred the pantheress. "And whom do you serve?" was the next question. "You Mistress," responded the pantheress. "I am your slave kitty, eager and willing to do your bidding." A look of rapture passed over the feline's face as she recited her mantra. The dragoness knew the words gave her kitty a pleasurable thrill, it was something she encouraged and the kitty was more than happy to oblige. "I wear your collar with pride," continued the pantheress. "Marking me as your slave kitty, eager and willing to do your bidding. I wear your collar..." The dragoness looked down, watching the pantheress's eyes begin to glaze over, her rubber paws stroking slowly down her sides, slowly gravitating in towards the V-shape between her legs. She moaned and flexed her hips, her chant faltering as the blunt rubber claws caressed the slight dimple in the stretched latex. "Its time," murmured the dragoness, reaching out with both paws, placing the warm paw pads either side of the pantheress's head, pulling her eyes up to match her own. The pantheress purred, feeling the dragoness's paws begin to warm as they started to glow, magic beginning to flow through her body. With the magic came knowledge of her place in the world, beside her Mistress; how to act; how to serve and how to obey. As the enchantment spread, everything began to fade, slipping away until there was just Mistress and her kitty and then they too began to fade... Rayne woke and looked around. She was lying in a huge bed that folded up around her. Almost reluctantly she wiggled to the side of it and pulled herself to her feet. She stretched her wings and admired them for a moment, their large span spreading out behind her before she folded them, the brilliant white feathers contrasting against her glistening pelt of ebony fur. Moving to in front of the mirror she admired her naked form, reaching up to trace around her collar, closing her eyes at the tingle of pleasure it gave her. She opened the cupboard and looked over its contents, deciding on a rich sapphire blue leotard. A word of magic making it leave the hanger and flow into place over her body, tailoring itself as no conventional garment could. The high-cut leg line, complimented the almost non-existent low-cut neckline, while the back straps specially crafted themselves around the bases of her wings. She smiled, the polished rubber matching her eyes and feeling rather enjoyable against her fur. She left her room and padded silently through the opulent corridors of the palace. It felt like a dream, paths she had never trod before, but feeling intimately familiar. She reached the door of Mistress's study and gave a polite knock even though the door was open. "Come," ordered the dragoness, turning herself from the strange machine to look at the door. Rayne gasped at the order, her body shuddering as an orgasm ripped through her, one hand clutching a breast, the other slipping between her legs as she sagged against the door frame. The dragoness raises an eye ridge questioningly, then a nod of understanding. "I will have to choose my words more carefully," she mused softly. "I am sorry my pet. Enter." Rayne recovered herself and entered slowly, still catching her breath. She knew this was Mistress's room, but there was something else in place of the wall. Her mind struggled to find the right word. A portal. A doorway to another realm. In this case the other realm appeared to be a simple room. There was a bed and it looked as if the portal existed on some sort of table. The room looked familiar, like trying to catch the memory of a dream. She felt as if she should know, she was so close... The dragoness noticed the look of puzzlement on her kitten's face. "Questions?" she asked softly, soothingly stroking the side of Rayne's leg as she moved close enough. The touch caused Rayne to purr and arch into the petting, the thoughts of the room fading as the portal closed, the wall solidifying. The dragoness rumbled softly as Rayne pressed in against her. She stood, curling her tail around her pantheress. "I don't think you've seen my private chambers..." murmured the dragoness. "No Mistress," replied Rayne. "Let me show them too you..." responded the dragoness in a sultry tone. "I'm sure you'll find them... enjoyable... A good place to start your training..." "Yes Mistress..." purred Rayne happily as she was lead away. She was a good kitty... she obeyed her Mistress... Back in a forgotten world, a computer shut itself down, the hum fading in the empty apartment...