Ottilia and Angela Become Sexy

Angela looked away, in thought, then a moment later, she looked back at Ottilia and smirked. "I want more," she said. She didn't just want to look prettier. She wanted to feel that thrill she felt before, when the changes happened to her. She thought that it was some kind of repressed part of her, a hidden away rebellion that she had forgotten that she ever had. But it was more than that, much more. It was the seed of corruption, placed there by the witch Agatha White. A seed that was in every resident of Nelson's Ridge, waiting to be awakened, to be nurtured, to be grown into the essence of witchcraft, potentially making all of those sown with the seed to become witches themselves, just like Agatha herself.

"So do I," Ottilia said, smiling, an excitement in her eyes. She then opened the book again and read from it.

Moments later, both Ottilia and Angela were almost like entirely new women.

Ottilia still had her long and curly rich vibrant red hair and F-cup breasts, but now she also had a larger, rounder butt and long smooth legs, not to mention sexy make-up, dangly earrings, bracelets, and a tight green minidress that showed off all her new curves, especially her larger breasts.

Angela had almost the same type of changes, in addition to her long and wavy golden blonde hair and G-cup breasts, except that her clothing now consisted of a bare-midriff white tube top and white miniskirt that contrasted well with her new much more tanned skin. And just like Ottilia, she now wore a pair of 4-inch heels too. She almost looked like those women, what were they called? Bimbos? Except that Angela still had a head on her. She used to hate women like that, who showcased their beauty, who flaunted it ... but right now, that was exactly the kind of woman she envied. She wanted that beauty, that sexiness. And she was willing to do almost anything to do it. Even using a spell book, which she knew was probably evil, but she didn't care. If it could make her look like this, then how bad could it be, really?

"So now what?" Angela asked, looking at Ottilia.