Belrye and the Summoner

"I dunno," you say, "I was thinking along the lines of 'friends with benefits'."

Belrye nestles close against you, and you feel his hands sandwiching yours against his soft, furry breasts. You can feel his nipples, firm against your palms. "Mmm, I think we can do that, Summoner. That's a pretty normal thing on Hell, you know." A moment later, you feel him shift and roll over beside you, followed by the sensation of the side of his muzzled head resting against your cheek. "This does feel nice." Your arms wrap around eachother in a gentle embrace, for a moment just enjoying the experience of being close to eachother. For a few minutes, the only sound you hear is his breath.

Any doubts you may have had about Belrye melt away in those warm, furry arms. And even if they hadn't, feeling him shift slightly to turn far enough to give you a kiss after the long silence would have definitely sealed the deal. Rather than starting to make out with you, though, he pulls away and goes back to resting his head on you. "So, ready for another question, Summoner?" You nod, before realizing he can't see you. Just as you are about to speak, though, Belrye softly says, "That feels like a nod." Of course, he's resting against your cheek, so he would definitely be able to feel it. He slides a hand slowly down your back, being careful not to graze you with his claws.

Belrye abruptly asks, "So, how do you feel about being human?"

"Uh, what do you mean? I guess I've kinda always been one, you know? Hard to really compare it to anything. It's probably a lot less fluffy than you're used to. And, uh, I'm sure feet are different. And—" You are interrupted by a soft chuckle.

"No, no, silly. What I mean is, do you enjoy being human? Like, if you could be something else, is that something you would like?"

"Oh! Um, what did you have in mind?" Of all the questions you were expecting, this wasn't on the list.

"Well, you could be pretty much anything. Like, you could still walk and talk just like a human. But I know I look a lot like one of your world's goats. You could be one too. Or maybe a different kind of animal. I could even make you a dragon or something, if you'd like!"

"Wait, you can even do things like that?!" You are a bit taken aback. How is something like that even possible? You're sure it's some sort of magic, but still. Wait, did I just go, "just magic," like that was a normal thing? It feels like your entire world has been very rapidly shifting. While it is quite disorienting, in a way, you hope it never stops. As much as your mind is exhausted from one impossible thing after another, Belrye has already been just about the best thing to happen to you that you can think of.

"Absolutely! My abilities are all about reshaping people, helping them experience as much pleasure as possible. Look at it this way. A creature that lives on fish is gonna develop stuff that makes them really good at fishing, right? Well, I live on lust, so my people have come up with all kinds of different ways of getting as much of it as we can." You can practically hear the smile in his voice. Belrye seems to greatly enjoy teaching you about demons, Hell, and all of those kinds of things. Who knows, maybe he could even teach you some magic of your own sometime. Sounds like you'll probably be spending time together for a while.

In any case, you think about his question. Any species? Even fantasy stuff like dragons?

But then, reality sinks in. How would you explain that to someone? Or if this whole thing with the cult falls through, how would you ever go back to normal? Could you even get a job like that? They would probably either lock you up or put you into some freakshow. Maybe Belrye has some ideas?

"So, I don't know how long all of this stuff is going to last. Like the cult, me being here, any of it. What, uh, what happens afterward?"

"Well," Belrye explains, "it depends on what you want, really. Like, I could turn you back with enough lust, no problem. Or maybe you would decide to come back to Hell with me. Nobody would bat an eye, back there. Either way, I don't think you have anything to worry about, there."

"And how do the, uh, innards work? Like I assume you would need to change a lot of how my whole body functions, wouldn't you?"

"Well, for the most part it's just your outsides that change. Like everything stays in the same place, for the most part. If you wanted to become something that flies…" He thinks a moment before continuing, "I probably couldn't make you fly, but you could certainly glide. I know enough about how wings work to be able to copy their shape and design. The hardest part are the muscles. Making a creature your size fly would mean completely restructuring your chest. While something like that can be done, my understanding is that most don't find the result very pleasing."

Making up your mind, you reply…