You start one task but then decide to do another

You smirk at the mixture of mundane tasks and magical one. It might be prudent to stop using the app and analyze its magical signature, to track how far reality is drifting.

You decide to redecorate the apartment, as its previous mundane white girl look doesn't fit the witch you are becoming. There is of course only so much you can do in a rented apartment, but who knows, perhaps the landlord can be dealt with later.

You head outside, feeling annoyed at your current clothings. A mid length red skirt and a dark shirt are the only things you found that fit your new colors, though not your style.

Outside, there are few passerbys. The autumn evening is cold, making you wish even more for fitting clothes. A few passing frat bros holler at you.

"Hey green skin, lost your halloween costume?"

You roll your eyes. Typical mortal insolence. You frown at the new thought, before smiling. You change your direction, heading for a new store next to your apartment.

It's a pop-up haloween store. Inside, you can't help but enjoy the cheesy Halloween music and plastic bats and skeletons. You begin browsing the costume section, comparing the cheap plastic wrapped robes. Not perfect but they would do.

"Good evening miss. The store is closing soon and..." you turn toward the employee. She is staring at your skin. Her eyes linger momentarily on your breasts.

Her name tag reveals her to be a Sarah. Her dark hair is partially dyed blue. She is smaller than you, though you realize that your body must have become taller magically. Her gothic clothes and make up make her a good fit for the store. You realize she is attracted to your body, and this undoes your composure.

"I'm sorry Sarah, I will be done very soon." You reply, feeling momentarily not like a powerful witch but a shy nerdy woman caught wearing witch make up in public.

"No, it's fine, take your time." She replies, flustered.

You grab the robe, and think. Your stats were still not were they were, especially for a witch with your new appetites to cause mischief. You decide to be bold and pick one of the other tasks in the app.

You head for the cash register, robe in hand. Sarah is still blushing crimson, not looking at you as she scanned the item and you paid. She was even shyer than you, which was helpful. Your hand trembling, you reach out for her cheek. She startles, but doesn't move. Her eyes track up.

"Thank you for your help today, my dear."

"It's nothing. I like... I like your style."

You lean and kiss her. She leans into the kiss, surprising you. Mutely, you head out of the store and tap the task.

Confidence: 4-> 25

Femininity: 30 -> 35

Submission: 3 -> -10 [switch to dominance]

Heterosexuality: 89 -> 75

You breathe a sigh of relief, the transformation soothing your nerves. You stand in front of the store, feeling a pleasant rush of adrenaline instead of the panic you felt before. You read the next tasks suggestions.

Task:

Redecorate your apartment

Perform a ritual on someone

Find a familiar

A familiar... a being magically bound to you. Perhaps there could be an option to do two tasks at once? You chew your lip, now plumper by your increased feminity. You think of the store employee. Your boosted confidence gives you ideas. Women never did anything for you, but the thought of making use of her seemed incredibly convenient.