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This spell is working too quickly, Angela thought in a panic. I can't even keep track of how it's changing me!

Angela watched in nervous wonder as her skin began to change to a pinkish hue. Her tail was long enough to touch the floor. Her hair followed it nearly all the way down as it turned a shimmering silver-white. Angela's shredded clothes wrapped around her, taking new shapes, and covering not quite as much as she would have liked. Her belt buckle expanded into a large golden plate of sorts, its chains wrapping around her waist. Her horns grew, curling inward. A pair of small wings gently waved from her back.

Once the changes ceased, Angela tried to comprehend what the strange spell had done to her. But she found it difficult to concentrate. Her mind was buzzing with a blur of intense desires and nagging wants, filling her head too quickly to make themselves clear. Angela pressed her pink-clawed fingers to her temples, fighting the rush of intrusive thoughts. Angela worriedly tapped her hooves on the stone floor. She had already unwittingly altered her body, but she definitely had no intention of altering her mind, too! Angela fled the archives, doing everything she could to focus on one thing: getting help.

THE END... or is it?

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This episode is brought to you by

This spell is working too quickly, Angela thought in a panic. I can't even keep track of how it's changing me!

Angela watched in nervous wonder as her skin began to change to a pinkish hue. Her tail was long enough to touch the floor. Her hair followed it nearly all the way down as it turned a shimmering silver-white. Angela's shredded clothes wrapped around her, taking new shapes, and covering not quite as much as she would have liked. Her belt buckle expanded into a large golden plate of sorts, its chains wrapping around her waist. Her horns grew, curling inward. A pair of small wings gently waved from her back.

Once the changes ceased, Angela tried to comprehend what the strange spell had done to her. But she found it difficult to concentrate. Her mind was buzzing with a blur of intense desires and nagging wants, filling her head too quickly to make themselves clear. Angela pressed her pink-clawed fingers to her temples, fighting the rush of intrusive thoughts. Angela worriedly tapped her hooves on the stone floor. She had already unwittingly altered her body, but she definitely had no intention of altering her mind, too! Angela fled the archives, doing everything she could to focus on one thing: getting help.

THE END... or is it?

Back to previous page: mr-dna.deviantart.com/art/Ange…

Back to START for more possibilities: [link]

*Your votes in the comments are nice and all, but this is a commission-based chain. See START or the Journal for details.