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She got the house so cheap through the foreclosure auction, it was worth it to have to clean the inside. Even if there were... strange things that had been left. She kept finding odd occult books hidden in strange places, small bags with hair and bones in them, and other oddities. Eventually she gave up trying to remove them all, she was sure she would find them eventually. No need to rush it.

That was what she thought yesterday, but as she looked in the mirror today she was having doubts. Her dreams had been filled with strange images of people in dark robes and ancient rituals. When she woke her body was stiff, aching from her tailbone to the tips of her ears, her panties didn't fit well, and her back itched. When she looked at herself in a mirror she figured out why she felt so odd, why the house had been so cheap.

The house was cursed. Years of occult activity had left it a magnet for magical odd goings, and she had not even begun to finish clearing it of all the evil magic within before she decided to sleep there. If she hadn't been so half-assed in her attempt to remove all the curses and wards hidden on the property she might have escaped this fate, but unless she could find some online practitioner of magic she was going to be stuck with her big buckteeth, long furry donkey ears, and the mane of black fur that ran down the nape of her neck all the way to the tip of her tail which swung lazily over her huge ass...

I do not own the rights to the original image used for this photo-manipulation, if the owner requests its removal I shall do so
~The Warlock

Description
She got the house so cheap through the foreclosure auction, it was worth it to have to clean the inside. Even if there were... strange things that had been left. She kept finding odd occult books hidden in strange places, small bags with hair and bones in them, and other oddities. Eventually she gave up trying to remove them all, she was sure she would find them eventually. No need to rush it.

That was what she thought yesterday, but as she looked in the mirror today she was having doubts. Her dreams had been filled with strange images of people in dark robes and ancient rituals. When she woke her body was stiff, aching from her tailbone to the tips of her ears, her panties didn't fit well, and her back itched. When she looked at herself in a mirror she figured out why she felt so odd, why the house had been so cheap.

The house was cursed. Years of occult activity had left it a magnet for magical odd goings, and she had not even begun to finish clearing it of all the evil magic within before she decided to sleep there. If she hadn't been so half-assed in her attempt to remove all the curses and wards hidden on the property she might have escaped this fate, but unless she could find some online practitioner of magic she was going to be stuck with her big buckteeth, long furry donkey ears, and the mane of black fur that ran down the nape of her neck all the way to the tip of her tail which swung lazily over her huge ass...

I do not own the rights to the original image used for this photo-manipulation, if the owner requests its removal I shall do so
~The Warlock