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Chapter 4 by EthanRave EthanRave

What now?

She examines her body proper.

Camilla sauntered into her new room, the soft carpet beneath her feet a stark contrast to the cold, calculating mind that now inhabited Angie's body. She ran her hands over the curves of her new form, the suppleness of the skin and the bounce of the flesh a novelty she couldn't get enough of. The room was a teenager's sanctuary, filled with posters of pop stars and the faint scent of perfume. She flopped onto the bed, the mattress yielding under her weight, and let out a giggle that wasn't hers but felt oddly natural.

Camilla couldn't help but admire her reflection in the bedroom mirror, the soft glow of the evening light accentuating every curve of her new body. She ran her hands over her hips, marveling at the youthful firmness that now belonged to her. The thrill of being inside Angie's skin was intoxicating, and she reveled in the sheer power it gave her. She thought about how easy it would be to manipulate Peter, to bend him to her will with just a touch, a glance.

Camilla stood before the mirror, her hands tracing the curves of her new body with a mix of admiration and critique. While Angie's form was undeniably voluptuous, Camilla noticed areas she could refine—softening the roundness of her stomach, enhancing the perkiness of her breasts, and sharpening the definition of her waist. With a sly smile, she focused her energy, feeling the familiar surge of power course through her. Her body began to shift subtly, the fat redistributing to accentuate her figure, her skin tightening to eliminate any sagging.

Camilla stepped back from the mirror, her eyes gleaming with satisfaction as she took in every contour of her refined form. The subtle changes she had made only enhanced the allure of Angie's body, and she couldn't help but feel a twisted sense of pride in her craftsmanship. She imagined Peter's reaction when he saw her, the way his eyes would widen with desire, and the power she would hold over him. A sly smile spread across her lips as she thought about the chaos she was about to unleash, her mind already weaving a web of deceit and manipulation.

What does she do next?

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