Normal girls

You should start with something simple, something that despite proving evil intent does not risk your life, well, not yet, that is. And so it is that you decide to take a look around the city for some 'prey' someone without magical capabilities.

As you walk across the small town's market, you see a rather small, yet well-formed red-haired girl with fair skin and an amazing hourglass shape, tending to her food stand trying to sell her fish to customers before taking a small break. she looks to be in her late twenties, probably twenty-eight or twenty-nine, if you had to take a guess. Not yet wanting to take action you instead look around for other potential victims.

Sure enough, after a bit of walking, you see a blonde of about average height with a fit, toned body that has a slight tan to it. She should be just around eighteen, maybe nineteen, and seems to not be from around here given her confused look at the map in her hands. Your gaze shifting to more interesting parts of her body you notice she has rather small, yet perky breasts covered by a small cami-top and narrow shoulders. A bit lower you can see ample hips with a nice firm-looking butt hidden by a small jeans-blue micro-skirt. You can even see her panties without even trying to! Despite her slutty appearance you eventually manage to avert your eyes and realise that there are still a lot of other options around. Your stomach, however, disagrees as it loudly rumbles. you decide, that before looking around more, you should go and take a bite to eat at a local bakery.

When you get there you see the person currently serving the customers is a beautiful looking middle-aged woman, that with her brown hair, tied up in a bun, big breasts, huge ass, wide hips and a little bit of chubbiness, is the definition of a Milf.

After having eaten there you also know that she has a caring and friendly personality, almost making you feel bad for thinking about her in a sexual way. Nevermind that, seeing it's getting late you know you have to take action now....