While the walls of the labyrinth were quite cool, it was not wet in the slightest, a blessing indeed for water and cold wrecked a body. Still as she moved ahead through the corridors, it was soon becoming apparent that while Faeryma was naked and alone, she would not be that way for long. On the ground she covered she noticed something, there were other footsteps besides her own. Some were dainty and small, clearly the feet of women who had come here before. But others were clearly different, one was a hoof-shape, a horse, well they could in theory support somebody sitting atop one, the walls were high enough for that. But Faeryma could not smell a horse, still perhaps they had passed a long time before. As she strode into the labyrinth she suddenly came across a door, there was no key-hole on the door nor really any way of pushing it open as she budged it.<br/><br/>Then Faeryma noticed something, it was an arcane inscription hidden in the doorway, it was clearly a spell of some sort. If she would take the chance to speak it, and well if she wanted out she would have too, the door would slowly begin to bubble and change shape, out of the door would come the shape of a young woman, some of her still stuck within the door. It took Faeryma a moment, but before her eyes the door shifted, from a human woman it became the shape of an half-elf, one she knew quite well. One she had previously dreamt about, only this one had her eyes covered in a thick mask, keeping her from seeing Faeryma, the mask itself tucked behind her skull and in the door. Her mouth was also gagged, but her nostrils flared as she took in the smell of Faeryma. The witch could feel something spread from the half-door, half-woman shape some sort of spell no doubt, but it worked into her. A tingle of arousal running through her body.<br/><br/>The woman's body was mostly revealed, the perfect image, the way Faeryma had always imaged the half-elf would look like naked. Her hairless soft puss wet with arousal, soft trails of it running down her thighs. A thin line of drool from her lips as those nipples hardened to diamonds, she moaned sweetly through the gag. Then Faeryma noticed something else, a flick against her cock from behind. As she turned she would see a small imp. He was only 4 feet tall, but looked quite buff, he smirked at the girl. "You wanna get out of the way, I wanna start my run again?", he grinned, between his legs was a cock quite proportionate to his size. He glanced at the door girl, "Good choice!", he quipped happily as he walked up to the door. As Faeryma watched his cock swelled until it looked like he had a third leg. He pushed it in deep and quick, fucking the door-girl hard. "UGH", he grunted after a few minutes, spewing himself inside of her. Then he seemed to melt through the door-girl and she heard a laugh on the other side before the girl twisted from a beautiful dark-skinned beauty to the half-elf again. It moaned sweetly again, well now Faeryma knew what needed to be done.