"Got it," said Demonica, snapping her fingers as the blond's voice faded. "Doggies don't need feet or hands..." The blond dropped to her knees as her feet flowed up her shin, leaving only a narrowed stub. Her eyes widened as she watched her fingers and thumbs flow into her palm. "Down girl," continued Demonica, as the blond fell to her hands and knees. Demonica lifted her head up so that she looked up at the demoness. When Demonica let go, she found her head wouldn't return all the way back. She could look up a bit, and forward, but could not bend her head down. A thick collar appeared around her neck, trailing a leash.
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