With a swift movement, the foxy fey pushed you onto the bed and quickly climbed on top, your legs seized up beneath her, fusing and smoothing out into a thick rubbery mermaid tail.
"You know. I'm glad to finally be doing this." She said looking down at you with a bitten lip, you squirm beneath her weight as your waist cinches, seams drawing themselves down to an air nozzle where your bellybutton formerly was two seconds ago.
"When you first summoned me, I thought you were just another lonely nerd who was willing to sign their soul away for a quick fuck. Colour me shocked when you didn't take my offers right away and just kept me around. Do you know what that felt like?"
Your squirming is getting weaker and weaker by the moment, seams creep up your upper body, capping inflating breasts with yet more air nozzles. Your arms lock up at your sides with flesh-coloured rubber, hands stuck upward as they merge into shiny mitts. The vixen leans in close, her face framed with a domineering grin.
"It drove me fucking crazy. Here it was, a cute lady with zero aspirations, rotting in her home all day and fantasising about a dommy woman coming along and turning her into a pencil, or a water bottle... or a cute inflatable~"
Your neck stiffens, you can feel the tingle rubber lapping at your chin.
"And yet it took me ages to get through to and convince you with a little word play. But you know what? That's what makes this victory all the more satisfying. I've forgotten what it was like to have a challenge."
You open your mouth, but the tingling washes over your face. The kitsune waves her hand and a hand-mirror manifests in her hand, grinning she lifts it up to your face, your eyes glance down at your mouth and nose, the former now flat against your head as a painted-on permagrin and the latter now completely gone. Your eyes begin to force themselves back up, and you watch in the mirror as they flatten and round out into cartoonish-painted aproximations of themselves. The changes rounding off as your hair smooths into a simple rubbery bob matt. Now a full inflatable mermaid, the fey woman lays down on you, her weight felt nice before, but now? It feels GOOD.
"Now? Your mine. For a week at least, as dictated by our contract. But I think you'll find that's more than enough time for us to have plenty of fun with each other. I assumed from your facial expressions before I made you all smooth and stupid you were enjoying this plenty. But do try to relax if you haven't already. We have all week, after all~"
