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Amanda walked across the parking lot apprehensively. She was starting to wonder if she'd imagined the events of that morning. She entered the building and swiped her I.D. card. The elevator took a while but eventually she got to her floor and made it to her desk.

She stroked her best friend's shoulder to say, 'hi' as she sat down next to her and put her headset on.

Victoria smiled sweetly before she gestured at her hair and gave a thumbs-up.

Amanda put on her headset and waited for the first call of her day.

"Found a suitor yet? Eric maybe?"

She recognised the little man's voice. She looked around the lunch area. Seeing nobody, she turned back to her food but jumped when she found the man standing right in front of her on the table.

"Goood afternoon!"

"Ssh! Get down! Someone's going to see you! How do you know about Eric?" She looked around to see if her crush was around.

"Don't worry, nobody can see me but you." He booped her on the nose.

She raised a hand to slap him but realised that how much attention it would draw to slap an invisible man in the middle of the lunch area. She put her hand down and looked around to see if she'd caught anyone's attention.

She hissed quietly, "you had no right to ... change me." She thought about how silky-smooth she was below the neck.

"Firstly, if I wasn't abundantly clear, it's my job! I have every right." He paused to think, scratching his chin, before he continued, "Technically, I have no right not to.. It's your wish! Also I know about Eric because I'm a magical being and more importantly, you keep staring at him!"

She raised a finger to object, but couldn't wrap her head around the laws of magic she'd wandered into quickly enough to rebut in time.

He started talking again before she could. "Anyway, looks like you've made no progress so I've been sent to speed things along."

Again, before she could say anything, he waved his wrist yet again. This time she felt her clothes shift around her, tightening and reshaping. She felt her slacks tighten around her legs and blouse hug her waist. Something tugged at her hair behind her. She reached up and found that her hair had been tied back in a ponytail.

She touched her hips tentatively, not sure what to expect from the changed fabric. She felt self-conscious and exposed by the tighter clothes.

She wondered if her figure had changed slightly too.

She looked up to ask him how he was able to manipulate her clothes but he was nowhere to be found. She looked around and nobody had noticed her transformation, but patting herself would eventually flag someone's attention.

Curious about her body, she wanted to investigate somewhere private.