Transform him (Grimoire Path)

You had spent hours going over the old book, reading the spells and doing your best to memorise the correct methods of using them. You were confident that the current application could bring Albert Johnson to heel. Concentrating as hard as you could on the amassed dark magic in your ring, you began to recite the transfiguration spell, your words ringing out in time with a pulse of purple energy.

Albert thrashed about as the magic began to reshape his being, twisting bone and redistributing muscle and fat. He shrank and swelled at the same time, his bald head suddenly sprouting a long mane of dark hair, breasts forming in his chest while his limbs shrank and grew slender. The sounds he made began to soften and take on a higher, more feminine sound. After a few moments, the being that had once been Albert Johnson was replaced by a beautiful woman.

Silent horror spread over the new woman’s face as she examined her new body, and when she looked up at you there were tears of outrage and heartache. “What did you do to me?”

You didn’t answer, merely moved in closer. “You and I need to have a long conversation.”

“You stay away from me…” she recoiled, trying to put distance between you. “I’ll…I’ll call for someone…security will come…”

That got a laugh out of you. “And do what? Best case scenario is that they kick us both out. You don’t look like yourself right now, Albert. Your life …it’s over. ”

Her eyes were large, panic setting in. But instead of approaching you pulled up a seat and sat across from her. “Let’s have a talk, and then maybe we can work something out.”