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Chapter 8 by Zekar

How does Sunday go?

A wager is Maid

Zeke practiced more of his magic while Alex was sleeping. He pulled out some old clothes and placed them on his bed. The spell said that the resonance of the clothing mattered when transforming inanimate objects. The closer the clothes were to what you wanted the easier it'd be to transform.

On his bed were a black t shirt, boxers, tank top, shorts, socks, and worn shoes. He waved his hands over the clothes, "Famul Indum!" The clothes began to melt and meld until their shape unfurled into a short black dress with white embellishments. The shoes folded in on themselves until they were sleek black high heels. "Perfect," he said with a smile.

He hung the outfit on a chair and waited for Alex to come out. Alex entered ten minutes later, yawning, "What's with the costume- oh no!"

"No, this is a challenge, the apartment is a mess. And this gives me a chance to practice my powers."

"Okay," Alex said, "So whoever loses this challenge has to be the maid for the day."

"I'm practicing the gender change and personality spells. You'll still be you."

"Gotcha, so what's the challenge?"

"A game of Mario Kart!" Zeke said pulling out the Switch 2.

Who wins?

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