Your first clue that something was awry was a husky voice sounding around you. "I've almost found it. Somebody has left some interesting magic around here somewhere..." The voice was absentminded, clearly talking to itself, but what struck you was the fact that you shouldn't be able to hear it at all. You're in your own home, but that doesn't mean that you look like an easy target for home invasion, does it? Then again, the voice mentioned magic... you start to marvel at the possibilities, before realizing that it's not exactly a future event you're dealing with as the door slammed open.

A statuesque vixen with nine purple tails is here, looking you over with curiosity and a predatory gleam. Her nine tails sway behind her in a graceful dance. Her very presence seemed to make the room feel so insignificant and tiny! A chill went through you as the vixen looked into your eyes, before saying: "Right, sorry bro, can't forget politeness. Hi, I'm Aria! I'm not exactly YOUR goddess, this isn't one of my 'verses, but I promise I'm more fun if you want to switch." You feel a tingle deep inside you as she reaches towards you, not quite touching you, and feel a sharp uptick in your desire for... something. "You've got some very interesting mortal magic running on you, you know that? I figured it might be fun to mix my metaphorical chocolate with your peanut butter, if you see what I mean. Although I guess it would be considerate to get off planet before I get going, no, I meant switch to worshiping me, heh, and it will be very fun, trust me. I need to increase your power and make you one of my kind... This is the first step in a long line of many steps you would need to take before you can truly worship me, then I can have a new 'verse to go around." You find yourself sliding across the floor into her grip, feeling your heartbeat quickening at the sight of her muscles and her scent; it was like amaryllis flowers & danger. "You're already under my control, so you might as well try and have us both enjoy it."