"How did this happen to me?" Jennifer thought as she crouched, naked and trembling in the shadows of the garden wall. Her mind raced with the hopes of escape and the horrors of discovery. She feared that she would be discovered at any moment due to the pounding of her heart and labored breathing.

Her mind raced with the events of the past ten days. She remembered her car breaking down at the side of the highway late at night, forcing her to walk for help. Then finding herself here in the Sorceress' garden. At first, she thought she had walked into a dream, but to her horror she realized that everything was all too real.

Jennifer never believed in magic or witchcraft before, but she sorely knew it existed. She had been a captive of the Sorceress for over a week now and couldn't take it another day. She had seen firsthand the cruelty and malice of the Sorceress. She knew that her only salvation from her waking nightmare was to escape, by any means necessary. Jennifer felt that her sanity wouldn't take another moment in the presence of the Sorceress.

"I know you're out there Jennifer," the Sorceress said tauntingly. "You should come back inside before I get angry with you."

The last thing Jennifer wanted to experience was the Sorceress' anger. She had been victim to the Sorceress' sexual whims, she shuddered at the thought of what her anger would be like.

As she tried to force herself deeper into the shadows to avoid detection, Jennifer mentally relived the horrors of her incarceration. She had been a sexual prisoner. Several times a day she was forced to pleasure the Sorceress, sometimes in bizarre ways. Jennifer cringed at the memory of being turned into a vibrator and being used to pleasure the Sorceress for hours.

She heard the door to the Sorceress' cottage slam shut. Barely breathing, Jennifer slowly peered around the wall. The Sorceress was nowhere in sight.

"She must have gone back inside to search for me there," she thought to herself. "This is it. It's now or never."

With that, Jennifer sprang from her hiding place and ran as quickly and silently as she could. Her heart pounded violently in her chest. She didn't know if it was from the running or fear.

Fear grew stronger as she raced past the transformed victims of the Sorceress' anger. Jennifer leapt over a bush that resembled a reclining nude woman, then hid behind the fountain of four women spraying water out of their marble mouths, trying desperately to catch her breath. Out of the corner of her eye she saw a small green frog with a woman's head and breasts looking at her.

She looked once more to see if the Sorceress had discovered her yet. To her relief, she saw no sign of her.

Without hesitation, Jennifer sprang from her hiding place and sprinted toward the open gate that led to freedom. Her magically increased breasts bouncing wildly as she ran.

"I'm going to make it," she thought over and over in her mind. "I'm going to make it."

"Nice try my dear," the Sorceress said as she materialized in front of Jennifer. The shock of the Sorceress' appearance caused Jennifer to stumble and fall to the ground in a heap.

"I thought you liked being with me," the Sorceress said, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "Did you honestly think that you could escape from me? I thought you were smarter than that my dear."

Jennifer wanted to answer, but her voice wouldn't come. Her breathing labored from the exertion of her failed escape. Her mind desperately racing to formulate another escape plan. "I'm sorry Mistress," she pleaded. "It was a moment of weakness. I'm so sorry."

"The question now is, what am I going to do with you?" the Sorceress asked as she walked in a circle around Jennifer's trembling nude form.

"Please Mistress," she sobbed. "I'll be good. I promise. I'll do anything you wish. Please Mistress."

The Sorceress stopped to face Jennifer. She had to admit, Jennifer was the best sexual partner she'd had in months. Her eyes lingered over Jennifer's trembling nude form. Jennifer's long blonde hair plastered against her shoulders with sweat. Her ragged breathing and sobbing caused her large breasts to jiggle slightly.

"Well," the Sorceress said slowly as she contemplated what to do next. "I have always loved your beaver." With that, the Sorceress slowly raised her hands out in front of her and pointed them at Jennifer.

Jennifer cringed as sparks leapt from the Sorceress' fingers and cascaded over her body. She felt no pain, only a tingling sensation.

The Sorceress stepped back to admire her handiwork. She watched casually as Jennifer's body began to transform. She found it amusing to watch her victims struggle with the realization of what was happening to them.

A pulling sensation at the base of her spine caused Jennifer to twist her body to see what was happening. At first, she couldn't see anything, but to her horror she saw a wide flat tail growing over her round ass and down to her knees.

Jennifer spun around quickly to face the Sorceress, causing her new tail to flop comically against her legs. "NO!" she screamed. "Please Mistress no!"

The Sorceress just stared in silent amusement as Jennifer's fingers and toes grew a thin membrane between each digit. She watched Jennifer's fingernails and toenails turn black and reform into claws that protruded from the front of each digit.

Jennifer threw herself at the Sorceress' feet, pleading for mercy. In this position, the Sorceress could clearly see Jennifer's large flat tail and the thick carpet of dark brown hair that was growing on her back.

While Jennifer lay on her stomach pleading and sobbing, it wasn't easy for the Sorceress to see Jennifer's arms and legs shrivel and reform. In no time at all Jennifer's arms and legs were fully transformed and covered with thick brown hairs.

Jennifer tried to stand, but her transforming body wouldn't accommodate her. All she was able to do was rise to a half squatting, half standing position. She looked down at her body. Large tears flowed down her cheeks as she took in the changes.

She wanted to scream out in agony, but the words wouldn't come. Even though she couldn't see her face, she could tell from the pulling sensation what was happening.

The Sorceress just stood smiling as Jennifer's jaw extended slightly from her face. Her nose turned up slightly, forming into a tiny black triangle. Jennifer's new muzzle sprouted whiskers to complete the transformation.

"NO!" Jennifer screamed. When her mouth was open, the Sorceress could clearly see large front teeth jutting comically down in her mouth.

Just when Jennifer thought the transformation was over, her perspective changed. At first, she thought the Sorceress was growing. To her sadness, she realized that she was shrinking. Soon she stood no taller than the Sorceress' knees.

The Sorceress stared down, a wry smile crossed her lips. Where once stood a beautiful blonde woman, now stood a short brown beaver. The only remnants of Jennifer's lost humanity were her firm round breasts, long blonde hair and blue eyes.

"Now I'll never forget your beaver," the Sorceress laughed as she turned to walk away. She stopped and looked back, "By the way, be careful what trees you cut down. They might have been friends of yours."

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