Circe's Bimbofication Magic Is Affecting Blaze

On her throne in her lair, the demon Blaze stared at the mystic mirror. Overall she looked like a human woman—long and lean of limb, with a dark mane of oily black hair. Yet her body was almost cadaverously thin, the breasts small, all lean muscle and sharp bones, without an ounce of fat or softness on her. Her skin was as red as fresh blood on parchment, and only a bare garment of orange strips, and a belt of leering demonic faces about her loins preserved her modesty. Dark horns curled up from a broad brow, and shadowed her eyes, which were pure white without pupil or iris, and that burned with some internal light.

So intense was Circe on her spellweaving, that she did not notice Blaze's scrying—and so fixated was the demon Blaze on Lois Lane's inhumanly voluptuous proportions that she did not notice the magics that leaked through that strange sorcerous connection. If any could stare at the demon, as she stared at Lois Lane, they would have noticed the pink tinge that had begun to invade the outer limits of the demon's aura...an influence that swiftly began to have physical effects.

It was subtle at first. The very tips of Circe's horns slowly turned from black to pink, and glowed from within, so that on occasion pink sparks jumped across. The white light in the demon's eyes shifted to a pale pink. Unseen, the demon's intelligence slowly lessened, so she did not even notice the subtle pollution of her form, mesmerized as she was by Lois Lane's immense tits—freakishly fantastic exemplars of the human form.

On the other side of the portal, Circe frowned. She could feel the spell lose power. Her lips curled back in a snarl. Lois Lane should be bigger than this...too big to stand. A perfect slutty bimbo cow. Yet there was something wrong. Some resistance...

Green light flared from Circe's hands as she poured more power into the spell, and on the other side of the mystic mirror Blaze gasped. The pink spots on her horns slowly grew...and on her chest, the tiny tits began to push against the orange fabric as the enchantment reached deeper into her body, mind, and soul.