POV: You're now a Witch’s Kitty🐈⬛✨
Sitting on the cold, stone floor, shackled by a sigil that pulsed with dark power, you could only watch as Isabella approached you, her smile both seductive and otherworldly. She stood before you, holding a weathered grimoire that began to levitate, pages turning on their own accord. Her voice, low and melodic, began the incantation, sending shivers down your spine. "You shall be my perfect familiar," she purred, the words laced with a dark promise. "You'll come to enjoy it, I assure you."
Sure, things could have gone worse - you might've ended up as a frog, croaking away in some swamp. But no! Lucky you, you got the deluxe treatment: turned into her purring, pampered, and oh-so-fluffy feline familiar. Talk about landing on your paws!