What Tips the Scales

Prologue: Anubis

I put my keys into the lock and click it open to my house, it's nothing spectacular or anything just a small modern style two story home and most everyone who's come here has stated that it has a heaviness to its presence. I toss my chestnut briefcase onto the black marble of the kitchen counters and sigh at the sight of the stack of papers on the kitchen table "I suppose it's going to be a long night as well, fantastic" I say while rolling my eyes. I stroll to the bathroom while stripping my royal blue Armani suit off and leaving the pieces where they land, the white leather sofa, the solid oak bookcase that reaches the ceilings, the dark oak wood floors, and fuck I think I accidentally threw my tie into the fire place "great going to have to replace that too" I sigh. I've reached the bathroom after only a few strides I'm abnormally tall standing at 6'7 currently that's only because that's all my glamour can contain, I look in the mirror and note that I am looking as tired as I feel, my ember eyes have dark circles under them, my posture not as straight as I'd hoped. I turn the tap on, splash some cold water on my face note that my hair is falling from its knot so I pop the hair tie and let my hair fall to my chest, and I notice that I'm something to be worshipped the blackness of my hair, the shine of it, the sharpness of my jaw, the fullness of my lips, my honey complexion, my athletic build, and mostly my thick cock that's swinging freely. I lean closer to the mirror, preparing to drop my glamour I notice the fire that crosses my irises watch the flames engulf my entire body to reveal what I am. Masculine hands now grotesque clawed appendages, muscular claves and thighs now replaced by sickly paws, and finally my beautiful face turned into the snarling head of a jackal. I don the appropriate robes for my nighttime role, black mostly, gold trim, and the eye of Horus around my neck so that he may observe my work and either reprimand me or ignore me as usual.

With my glamour dropped I stand at least 8ft tall and have to duck under these damn doorways until I can make it into the basement where I've modified it to accommodate my obnoxious size perhaps eminence was right and I should start prepping in the basement I think to myself. Before I turn away from the bathroom sink, I hear the soft padding of a cat approaching, he jumps up onto the counter does three twirls before plopping his ass down to look straight at me with those sharp green eyes that seem to know what you're always thinking at all times, he flicks his tail he's black as midnight and sheds all over. "Sir your first client has arrived, are you going to bless them with your presence, or should I inform them that his holiness is currently too busy staring in the mirror brooding over his true form" vermillion says with as much sarcasm as his little body can muster while he knocks the toothbrushes off of the counter into the damn sink. "4,000 years and you still can't control your damn cat like urges" I state trying not to growl gripping the sink "you see, I am a cat sir in case you missed that" vermillion innocently said while licking his paw. "I will be down shortly" I say curtly "I shall inform your client you will be down, as soon as you can fit your hulking form through the door and down the stairs, I really do think you should install quarters in the basement to change bending down so much can really hurt your back you know" the cat said padding away and I swear he was smirking.

After squeezing my way down to the basement, I come face to face with Eminence her eyes a shining purple kind of like that of the amethyst gem a stark contrast to that of her gray coat that seems to have a life of its own with the way it sways with no wind. Ah, your holiness I'm happy you could join us this evening" she says while pawing papers side to side scanning the contents "ah yes, I apologize as I got held up after class I had a student who was interested in the mummification process as we're currently studying the old ways" I reply "oh it's fine sir, I do not mean to question your whereabouts that is no place of mine, I am here to serve you and make your duties simpler" she said merely above a whisper "this evening we've seem to get the worst types, who would you like to start with?" she questions while softly pushing the papers towards me, observing the papers in front of me, I start skimming the names;