The stairs seemed to go on for a lifetime, every step made the slime shift inside of him, some oozing out of his rear and down his hind legs as he got used to this new way of moving, it wasn't... bad, it just wasn't familiar to be walking around on all fours for someone who had been an anthro his entire life. After walking for what seemed like hours, he came to a small cave entrance, which had a flickering purple light ahead... no way that was natural, especially considering everything that had already happened to him in this dungeon, he wasn't taking any chances.

His stomach had finally returned to its normal size, all of the slime oozed out of his rear and after a very embarrassing moment with some leaves he’d found, he felt clean again. He did his best to be quiet, the pitter patter of his beans and claws on the stone lightened as much as possible and his body pressed up against the smooth rock which made up the caverns walls and finally, he peeked into the room.

He saw a small dwelling, a bed, what looked like a small kitchen, some cabinets, a table and finally a cauldron. That last one struck worry into our feral dracofelines heart as he realised this had to be the domain of a Witch and before he could dwell on that feeling long…

His body moved on it’s own, lifted off the ground, his sheath molested and fondled, causing him to moan out as his shaft and knot swelled up to their full size as he was lifted, fully revealed into the room, met with naught but a pair of purple eyes.

“Well well well, what do we have here? A stray? A new toy for me to Break? No… you’re just another unlucky adventurer who drank the potion, aren’t you?” a voice from the shadows, clearly female finally broke the silence as he hung in the air like a piece of meat, all the while his piece of meat bounced and flopped around between his thighs, it felt like something would occasionally grab and squeeze at it while he hung there.

“Y-Yes! A-Ahh… S-Sorry if I-i’m intruding on your… Home? I-I drank the potion and ended up… like this, I-I need to pass the trial and gain my true form back! C-Could you p-please put me down so I-I might continue on my quest?” he asked, wishfully, hoping that this was perhaps just a misunderstanding and he could go about his way without having to appease such a creature.

“Hmm… Nope! I’m going to help you, you’re cute, so, why not! Afterall, you’re dead if you go any further like you are. She said, almost matter of factly as she stepped from the shadows, the black feline purring to herself as she stood, naked beside a pair of fishnet stockings, matching on both her legs and arms, a little purple collar and the old signature looking witch hat, also in a matching purple.

“H-Help me!? How!?” he asked, squirming more softly as she produced a scroll from… somewhere.

“If you let me cast a spell on you and carry this to the next floor, it will provide you enough experience to level up, it’s not much, but… well, you can take it or leave it~” she said with a little spring in her step, a wand, only noticed now pointed at him, it seemed to be where the magic was coming from that was keeping him afloat.

“...O-Okay.” he said, with a slight whimper, magic had gotten him into this mess, perhaps it could get him out? How naive.

He was dropped onto all fours for just a moment, gaining a sigh of relief from our dracokitty, but it was short lived. His rump was lifted off the ground once again, a pink energy appearing beneath his still rock hard shaft which began to slide upwards, his shaft disappearing as the pink energy travelled along his length, causing him to moan out as his dick was surrounded in such a swirl of energy, lasting all the way until the base of his knot, the energy kissing his sheath.

His tongue lolled out, panting a little as his cock was surrounded in a constant swirl of pleasure, only for a moment before it was shoved into something warm and squishy, his eyes growing wide in realisation as another moan left his lips, this time, because the shaft, his shaft, was rammed deep inside of his own ass, his knot forcing its way inside as he tied with himself before he was finally let go by the magic, the scroll landing by his head.

“There, now carry that to the next floor like that, and you’ll gain a level! Simple, right?” she said with a giggle, grinning at the mixture of humiliation and shame on the fluffy boy’s face as he picked up the scroll in his mouth, not even looking at her with a very reluctant

“Thank you.”