Power

Groggily, Clare wakes up, finding herself in her own room. Getting out of her bed, she begins stretching, and much to her surprise, having thought everything up to now was but a dream, she found herself completely naked, except for a pendant hanging around her neck.

Tentatively taking hold of the pendant, she begins rubbing it, and studying it in her hands, as she begins thinking of Naya, Goddess of Corruption. Thinking about her plump lips, her gorgeous deep black eyes, and her massive breasts, feeling jealous, Clare could only wish to have lips like hers, and large, round, firm breasts... she startles and winces, as the pendant in her hands begin glowing a deep red light, sending energy and power from the pendant into her body.

She gasps as a tingle begins in her lips, and moves downward towards her own breasts. Clare could feel her lips thickening, becoming more plump, and softer, as the tingle moves down to her breasts, filling them out, reshaping them, making them grow to at least, by her own estimates a double D. Carefully placing a couple of fingers upon her lips, the sensation of the new feel of her new lips brings forth a moan from something deep inside her. Moving her hands to her breasts, she begins rubbing them, squeezing them, playing with the nipples, moaning even more.

Wanting to see her new attributes, Clare moves towards her closet with a mirror door, she gasps and giggles at how much hotter she looked with those lips, and her new breasts. Looking herself closely in the mirror, she immediately thinks of a couple things she had wanted to change about herself.

The first being her hair, that she had just left alone to grow seeing as she had no money to go the hairdresser. Having secretly always wanted to be a redhead, she thought to herself "i wish my hair was a wavey, mid-back length deep crimson hair." The Pendant again begins to glow and grows warm, as her hair grows and reaches her mid-back, becoming wavy with a deep crimson color.

The second thing she had always wanted was a better ass, the kind of ass that the girls would look at and feel either jealous, aroused or in love with. This time, the pendant seemed to read her thoughts, without her actually having to wish for it, and began working on her ass, reshaping it, thickening it, making it more firm and bouncy, ending in the form of a spade.

Clare placed her hands on her new ass, and began stroking her hands all over it, as she watched herself in the mirror. Right as she was about to make another wish, something in the mirror caught her eye, her own eyes. Her eyes that were once a beautiful, light blue, and now become a deep and dark blue, bordering on black. She began thinking of that old saying, "the eyes are the windows to the soul", and could only come to the conclusion that the darkness in her soul had grown from using the power to sate her own wants. immediately after that thought, a new thought popped in her head, "power corrupts".

(Author note: here would be a good place to write in new characters for branch stories!)