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You lift your hand in disagreement, shaking your head slightly. "Honestly, it looks interesting enough but I'm much more of a fan of the feminine persuasion myself. Especially on my own body."

"Suit yourself! I've still got a bit of time, though this does fully check off my short list." The witch seems almost lost in thought, and almost a full minute ticks away while she scrolls through the floating grimoire, mentally crossing off most of the pages with a quick "No" or "Not this time." On her second time through the book, however, she stops at one of the first pages. raih eht retla

The sparks flicker up and down her long strands of hair, and as they do, the color shifts, changing from its original blond to a bright scarlet. She takes a second to admire her new locks, but then casts a sideways look at you, and if cognizant of the timing, flicks over a few more pages to cast her last spell, sdnas eht retaw llahs klim rouy

A few seconds and another bath of magic later, her breasts have plumped up slightly, the nipples at their tips starting to leak a pale white liquid. Smiling, she catches a drop on the tip of her finger, before popping it into her mouth for a taste.

"Well, dear, I do believe my time is up, and I'm quite satisfied with the results overall." Still sporting a wide smile, she walks over to you, breasts and cock jiggling as she does, as the tome floats over to drop into your hands. "While I'm tempted to allow you your equipment back, a deal is a deal, and old Drath would give me no end of torment if I went back now. Any suggestions for your new outfit?"