There are many points in the mansion where you will change forms.
The more nights you spend in a form the more your behavior will reflect that form (also the longer you stay at a time the quicker your behaviour changes).
If you change forms your behavior will go to the current state of that form for you.
(e.g you are a tiger for 10 nights , become a dolphin for another 10 and become a tiger again. The tiger form behavior is still the same as is was when you become a dolphin)
You can only spend 30 consecutive nights or 90 total in a form before your behavior is totally that form's behavior.
Also after 300 nights in the mansion, you will become the form that you have spent the most of the last 300 days in (apart from the one you entered in) in its current state.
If any of the 3 previous situations (30 consecutive or 90 in one form or 300 nights total) occur you will then be teleported out of the mansion.
You may also leave at any time through any exit, except the one you entered in. You will leave the mansion in whatever your current state of mind and body
If you leave the mansion by any means you may not come back for 5 years.
To start you off you will receive a transformation into a...
Illustrated by Catprog
Written by Catprog on 04 July 2004
A pure, golden light falls upon the ankh, falling like a halo from the heavens, crowning it with divinity. The symbol of life itself calls to you, inspiring awe as you gaze upon its perfection and beauty.
You place the ankh around your neck, feeling the weight upn your chest. A soft, golden light bathes you from above. A smile touches your lips as you feel the change begin
A swelling fills your chest, as your shoulders round and mold themselves beneath them. Your garment strains to accommodate the changes, your tender breasts blossoming into existence.
Two small buds swell from your shoulder blades, growing and hardening into wings. Your once-majestic garment splits along the seams, your wings escaping to the heavens, glorious in their newfound freedom. Your upper torso is now exposed, your glistening, perfect breasts heaving with every breath you take.
You reach for the ankh around your neck. Your graceful hands are transformed into deadly weapons, your fingers growing in length and sharpening into claws, your palms hardening into deadly blades for which you have a natural talent.
You try to speak, your voice strangled by the growth of your throat, forming a lion's roar. You open your mouth, tasting the world with your new fangs.
Your ears lengthen and widen, forming into perfect imitations of a lion's ears. The sounds of the world are now amplified, your hearing sharpening to hear even the faintest whispers.
Your delicate human tongue is transformed into a rough, feline rasp. Your lips stretch to accommodate your new fangs, your mouth widening to let out a growl.
Your waist twists and contorts, throwing you onto your front paws. You feel your legs reshaping to accomodate the new form.
A thick, fluffy tail bursts from the tight prison of your jeans. Heavily furred and swishing with excitement.
As the remnants of the pants flutter down, fur bursts forth from your legs. It is soft and shimmering, golden in colour.
Your legs are hidden by soft, shimmering fur, gold in colour, growing thick and long. Powerful muscles ripple under the fur as you move your new paws, the claws on your new paws rasping against each other as you stretch your legs.
The final traces of your humanity disappear, shifted into a new form. Your new feminine body takes shape, waking as a powerful lioness, your hips and waist shifting under your fur. Your new equipment shifts to accommodate the change.
Written by AiDungeon on 04 January 2021
You look around the room from your vantage point on the floor. Cool air swirls around your bare bosom, sending a shiver through your body. A window is open, offering a way out of this room, but you know that if you leave the building, it will seal shut and you will be trapped as a sphinx.
A heavy book rests on a carved table, waiting to be read. Opening it to a random page you read it.
Day 15: I can feel the sphinx mind becoming more dominate over the human mind. I can barely remember what it was like to be human any more. I have these animal urges that I have to fight off constantly. It is taking every ounce of my will just to write this now. I'm not even sure I want to continue writing.
I think I am going to eat today, and not just the left overs from yesterday either. I think I will go hunting for the first time in this new body. I will full belly, fight the urges as much as I can.
I will write more when I can.
You lower your paw and feel the soft, smooth paper, but when you apply a little more pressure the paper is gouged by your claws. The rest of the journal is now illegible, the words smeared and torn where your claw has rent the paper.
You walk across the room, feeling the cool tiles against your bare paws. You see a door, but the handles are far too small for your new paws. You bite down on the handle and pull open the door with your teeth, the heavy wooden door scraping against the tile floor.
You see a hallway filled with doors stretching far into the distance.
Written by AiDungeon on 14 January 2021
A man opens a door, revealing a dazzling room beyond. "You must be the new sphinx. I am Khufu, High Priest of Ra." He smiles, welcoming you into the room. You can only gawk in awe at the sheer opulence on display.
"Who used to be a human?" you ask, bewildered.
"Who can speak only in riddles?"
The man smiles. "You are cursed with the riddle of the sphinx. Your words are bound within the parameters of riddles."
"He takes out a scroll and unfurls it, handing it to you. The message is written in beautiful calligraphy, with elegant purple ink. It reads..."
A sphinx in heat, a creature burning with an animalistic passion, prowling restlessly, needing to breed.
A sphinx in need, a creature in dire straights, who must find a mate to breed with or die.
Sphinxes mate, as all creatures must, bound by the chains of nature and blessed with the desire to continue their kind.
You feel the heat building inside your body. You ask, trembling. "What did you do to me?"
Khufu smiles gently. "That, my dear sphinx, is the effects of the scroll." He watches you, a look of pity in his eyes. "You will be in heat for a few days. During this time, you will breed with the next person who enters this room.
He leaves, and you hear the door lock behind him.
Written by aidungeon on 24 January 2021
The end (for now)