Magical [Domination, Magical Erotica, Dubcon, Harem]

You've seen many a spellcaster blast unsuspecting foes to bits and frankly the idea of exploding fools who stand before you sounds kickass as all getout right now. It doesn't take long for you to make a choice.

It all happens so suddenly, a burst of white light occurs and then it feels as if someone pried into your face and began trying to rearrange your brain with a corkscrew; unpleasant and overwhelming.

As things begin to clear, you blink. Then blink again. Finally, a third blink. It takes you a moment to realize you're now seeing thing more clearly than ever, and much more wide focus... One of your eyes moves up, another down, and you wobble in midair as you adjust to this incredibly odd sensation. Wait. Wobble?

Looking down, you realize you've risen off the ground considerably and that you've gotten fatter, somewhat. You look to be roughly torso sized now, mottled brown skin replacing smooth flesh and your extra eyes now extend off stalks on either side of your main eye. Curiously, you open your stats.

Beholder

Level: 10

Health: 20/20

Mana: 45/45

Physical Attack: 0

Ranged Attack: 15

Immunities: None

Resistances: None

Weaknesses: Light, Dark, Blind

Abilities -

Overwhelm [6 MP]: A Beholder's Stare causes Fear on a 30% Chance per eye, affected by magic resistance. More eyes on a single target increases success rate.

Hover: Passively floats five feet off the ground. May be activated or deactivated at will.

Spells/Skills -

Flare [4 MP]: Conjures a burst of flames and sparks that inflict damage and Burn foes at a high chance.

Shock [4 MP]: Creates showering sparks around a target that inflict damage and arcs to nearby foes at a moderate chance.

Freeze [4 MP]: Blasts a foe with freezing shards and cold winds, inflicting damage and Imprison at a moderate chance.

Bladeturn [4 MP/Hit]: Summons an invisible **** bubble that endures until manually turned off. Damage dealt that does not exceed your maximum health is negated per hit by the barrier. Damage above max HP is suffered normally.

You feel somewhat disappointed you didn't gain enough levels to nuke someone off the map with a thought, but you'll settle for a nasty set of abilities and combat spells. You feel rather like grinning, but to your dismay you have not yet gained a mouth to do so and as such lack the prerequisite razor fangs and menacing snarl...for now.

However, you've gotten your wish. Now.