Cast a spell

Lulu, the fae addled Yordle, had once given the tiny master of evil a spell that she assured him would give him the body he deserved. The sacred words were [Hugificus Gender Flippus!] and... would likely give him a pair of tits, knowing that bimbo. He could always attempt to cast it on someone else.. however..

Another route to take that the small black furred megling had not entirely considered was to alter his MIND. But to alter the very essence of what it meant to be VEIGAR??! Unthinkable... But should he wish it, it was entirely within his power, to mold the perfect mental status that was the tiny master of evil and unlock abilities and thoughts previously held back by mere biology, empowered by MAGIC!