A surprise for sure

As John crawled into the tent the darkness dissipated revealing a large ornate room, with wall to wall bookshelf's stacked with tomes and other books. John staggered to his feet, something that should have been impossible given the small tent he was supposedly inside. "Mr Doe" a familiar voice croaked out, John turned to the centre of the room sat on a regal looking throne at a finely crafted, mahogany desk was the old woman, the desk coated in runes and symbols John couldn't recognise. "I see you have used the charm" she said, "Yea- Wait how do you know it's me?" John said realising by all accounts she shouldn't recognise him because he was in his mothers body. "Like I said Mr Doe, I know a great many things" She uttered with a smirk standing up from her throne and walking around the desk, gone was the drab unassuming attire she wore previously now she was adorned in a silk gown of a royal green. "Ok, lady... do you have a name?" John began realising he couldn't have a long conversation calling her just lady, "No I do not" the crone replied. "Ok well what did your parents call you?" he inquired hoping for a nickname or something he could use, "I never had parents, for I wasn't born" she started up "Though I suppose names are common for people and me having one may put you more at ease, you can call me Fate"

'Ok Fate isn't really a name but I can work with that' John thought "Ok Fate, what are you?" John asked, "I am not a person if that's what you are wondering?" she deflected. "Ok if you aren't a person why do you look like that?" John inquired, "do you not like my form Mr Doe? Perhaps this would be more preferred" Fate uttered snapping her fingers. Suddenly Fate began to rapidly de-age her wrinkled skin being ironed out to be perfectly smooth, Fates scraggly grey hair began to turn into raven locks and cascaded down her back, and her face contorted and shifted to a different face, a face John knew. John looked ahead and instead of Fate as he knew her he saw Hannah, the girl from his class he'd been crushing on standing there still in fates silk gown, "Hannah???" John uttered in disbelief, "No I'm still fate" Fate replied her voice no longer the old woman's shaky voice but now a perfect replica of Hannah's "I thought you would prefer my appearance if I took her form". John felt incredibly weirded out by the change "No don't change into people I know, that's weird" John announced in shock, "ahh I suppose you need a way to distinguish me from others in your life" Fate said "How about we try that again" and with that she snapped her fingers once again.

John's eyes widened as Fate once again began to shift, raven hair turned into wavy red bangs, the blue eyes turned to an emerald green, lips became more full. However the biggest change was Fates body, the modest chest Hannah had, rapidly expanded till it almost looked like the gown was about to burst, the collar being stretched down to form a deep cleavage as fate's chest quadrupled in size. The chest wasn't the only area in which the gown was having to stretch as Fate grew taller, she had started shorter as the old woman and Hannah iterations had only been a little over 5ft, but she quickly grew to be the tallest person John had ever seen, the gown stretched and looked like it would tear but it never did. Finally Fate had finished transforming, John looked over the now 7ft tall woman before him, her gown stretched to the limit at her chest and hips and as John scanned down for half a second he could swear he saw something large bulging in Fate's crotch before Fate shifted her stance and the fabric moved making the bulge no longer visible. 'Does she have a cock?' John thought Looking at the amazon standing before him, "so what do you think?" Fate asked her voice now a soft spoken vaguely Irish sounding tone.

"Uhhhhhhhhh" John thought not being able to process what had happened, he looked over the beautiful amazon in front of him impossibly tall, with the largest tits John had ever seen yet, wide hips but yet she was still slim just proportional to her large frame. "I can see you approve, this form will do" Fate said deciding that she would remain as this amazon.

John finally stopped gawking at fate and finally decided to ask the question burning on his mind. "How do I get back in my own body, I tried to use the charm again last night but it didn't work" John began. Fate smirked "Magic isn't easy, it takes a great deal of energy especially to do something as big as swapping souls, trying to use the charm so soon after such an event won't work, it needs to rebuild the energy to perform a feat like that" Fate explained as she walked over to a nearby bookshelf grabbing a book from the top shelf, before returning to her desk. "How long will it take to replenish that energy?" John asked, Fate placed the book on her desk, "this book will explain the process but simply it will be somewhere between 1 month and 5 billion years." 5 BILLION YEARS!!!!" John shouted in disbelief, "relax that's only in rare cases a month is the usual time, as I said the book explains".

John reached forward and grabbed the heavy book as he flicked through it he realised a problem, the book was written in some language John couldn't even recognise, the deeply intricate squiggles that were letters looking impossibly complex, "I can't read this" John began. "Oh of course I forgot you mortals can't understand the language of magic, I'm sorry Mr Doe" she said taking the book from John. "I guess I will just have to take your word for it" John said resenting the fact that he had to put his trust in this strange woman. "Will there be anything else Mr Doe?" Fate asked, John tried to think if there was but his mind drew a blank, "No I think that's everything, if I need you again how will I find you?" John asked hoping to avoid the ordeal him and his mother went through to find her today. "Oh you will find me" Fate said a smirk on her beautiful face "You found me today didn't you", John wanted to say something but he knew there was no arguing with this woman, she would just deflect or give him some instructions in a language he couldn't understand, with that John left the room through the door as he couldn't see where he'd crawled in from.

Once John had left a playful smirk enveloped Fate's face, in his haste John hadn't even thought about asking about the pendant around his neck. If he had asked Fate would have happily told him that it was also a magical artifact, this one with a different purpose, instead of doing something actively this relic emitted an aura that weakened peoples mental fortitude allowing them to be more easily swayed by their most carnal desires. 'This will certainly make things interesting' Fate thought feeling excited at the prospect of what will happen now that John carried such an item not knowing what it was doing to him and those around him.