To create an enchantment that turns girls into sexy, slutty elves

you shrug and think: why the hell not, and begin to click a few boxes and write in a few options.

• Vector: visual, glyph, no limits, no secondary vectors.
• Target: Human females.
• Modifiers: awareness self+others: unaware, good quality
  -(awareness exceptions: Persons with exception glyph[Note: creates secondary glyph, remember to apply this glyph to self/intended target])
• Desired results:
• Give target physical elven traits, including long pointy ears, vibrantly colored eyes, hair color and skin tones. Stronger senses than humans.
• Encourage target to get lithe and thin body shapes. Gorgeous looks, supermodel levels of beauty, but encourage larger than average assets. Elves love to show off their bodies. Elves never look older than if they are in their 20s.
• Encourage shameless attitudes to sex compared to normal women. Elves get hornier than normal humans and needs to relieve themselves to cool off. Elves love the taste and smell of sexual fluids, and more easily embrace and develop kinks than women normally do. Elves can consciously choose to get pregnant or not a few days after having sex.
• Clothing and other items the elf owns are optimized to be more in character with their new personalities.

You decide that's good enough and you click a button named calculate. "Average Enchantment cost: 400 primes for intrinsic changes, 100 on average for extrinsic. modifier multiplier cost: 9x. Average change time for intrinsic with 1 thaum output: 60 minutes. Extrinsic: 15 minutes. Extrinsic times varies depending on distance from relevant items requiring change."

You decide that looks okay and push the button marked "compile and generate pdf(s)," which takes a second and gives you the opportunity to save the files after another generic warning not to accidentally expose yourself to your own malicious enchantments. You send the pdf's without opening them to the printer, move over and confirm you want to print. You look carefully down and see parts of some QR-code like glyph, grab the paper and turn the pages away from yourself. You pick up a side and bend it over, seeing that at the bottom it says "awareness exception glyph for 'slutty_elf_v1.0.enchsf', use on self."

You turn the page around to look at the thing. It looks... weird, you guess, but you don't really know what it would do beyond that. You bend the other sheet but see no hint at the bottom of the page, though you can vaguely see there's another glyph written through the paper. To be safe you just leave the other paper on top and move into the hallways, pondering where to put the paper.

It probably should be left somewhere where people will see it, but maybe not find it out of place. Since pretty much everyone is doing their own thing in various rooms, the entrance hallway with the notification board is pretty much abandoned. You move over, find a few tacks, flip the pages around and tack the bottom page up on the board. As you place the last tack, you turn your head away and remove the covering paper with the awareness glyph printed on it, revealing the underlying paper to the hallway without you looking at it. Not that it in theory should matter, since you're not female, but you try at least to be consistent.

You are beginning to wonder if this is just a very elaborate prank by some online trolls again as you move back into the study room, unlock your laptop and shut down the program. By then it's time for P.E. for the rest of the day, so you move out to the training grounds and get changed, running back home for a shower afterwards with the hope of making Mrs. Jamison, The P.E. teacher with a grumpy streak, up your grades for effort.

You go home and shower and play some multiplayer games with friends online. Your sister comes back later than yourself and you don't see her before it's time to sleep. The next morning you get up and get ready to go to school as usual. You go to the bathroom and check the door, which is open. Unfortunately, you realize that doesn't mean it's not occupied, as when you enter you behold your sister turning around and looking at you, with her top only barely over her head, her breasts jiggling freely for you to see. Normally you'd be instantaneously turning around and either yelling at her for not locking the door or apologizing for not knocking, but your sister doesn't look like she did

First thing, her hair is a vibrant ochre red of sorts, and her skin has a pale earthly hue you've never seen on another human. Her eyes are larger, and her irises are emerald green. Two pointy ears sprout from her hair, twitching slightly in your direction with muscles humans doesn't have in their ears. She's also half a head taller than she was yesterday, most of it seems to be from her longer legs, and her belly is flat as a floorboard with contours of muscles perking through her skin.

yesterday.

The most prominent change is her breasts, however, which have exploded in size and almost rival her head. Her nipples are probably three quarters of an inch in diameter, her aerolas rising below them as small hills on top of her breast flesh.

Janice pauses and gives you a cunning smile. "Oh hi Mark," she says in obvious parody of a celebrated bad movie. Like you've never heard that one before. "Wanted to look at your sister's body before going to school? How naughty," she says as she makes no attempt of pulling her top down to cover up her tits, instead crossing her hands and pressing her breasts together for you to see. "Fortunately I was done putting my pants on, right?" she continues and does a little twirl, showing off a much curvier behind than you can remember she had yesterday. "I got waxed a few days back, so if you were a minute quicker you'd would be counting piercings on my glistening honey pot right now."

"y-you have pierced your v-vagina?" you stammer, unable to pull yourself away from the sight. "Nonono, don't show me," you say in a panicked voice as she with an amused smile begins to unbutton her jeans. You groan with confusion and annoyance as within two seconds she's pulled down her pants, pulled her panties to the side, turned around and bent over to show herself off to you, her hairless and puffy vagina perking out between her impressive cheeks and showing off a few piercings in her inner lips and clit. "Duh," she giggles and rolls her ass for a moment before getting back up, refitting her panties and pulling up her pants again.

"What's the matter, Mark? You seem overly sensitive today?" she asks as she turns back towards the mirror and finally pulls her top over her tits. It does nothing to hide her hard nipples and elevated aerolas poking through the thin material, however.

"Erm, just slept badly, I think," you reply as she comes over to you and puts a hand on your forehead as if to check your temperature.

"Well, you're not sick, at least," she sighs and looks you in your eyes for a moment, considering her words. "You should jerk off before you go to bed, you know. Use that burst of endorphins to fall asleep faster," she suggests with a pat on your shoulder before she brushes past you out of the bathroom, purposefully pressing her breasts against your arm as she moves past you. You could feel her nipples through her top. "Or get some help, you dweeb. Maybe even a girlfriend."

You stand still for a moment, unsure of what to do with yourself.