Helena twirled in pce, giggling at how sweet her new skirt felt.
“Ahh~ This is perfect.” she hummed to herself.
Her fingers pyed with the hem of her new outfit as she thought.
How annoying.
Helena pouted, tapping her chin. “I should give Madison a little visit, don’t ya think?” she asked her shoes.
Silence.
Helena smirked. “That’s what I thought.”
She goes back to the living room and grabs her main book again, flipping through the pages. She had some idea of where Madison might be, but it was more fun to be dramatic about it.
A simple location spell? Nah, too much work. A teleportation spell? Meh. It's simple, but hard.
Her eyes nded on something fun.
“Ohhh~” She grinned wide. “This could work. I've tried it some years ago, that was pretty cool.”
She snapped the book shut, raising her hand.
A dark ripple spread across the floor, forming a circur portal. Unlike a normal teleportation spell, this one had style. The swirling abyss flickered with crimson light, crackling at the edges.
She jumped in without hesitation.
The world shifted around her, a blur of colors and stuff. Then, in an instant, she was somewhere else.
Right in the middle of. Oh. A crowded pce.
People stared.
Okay. This wasn’t Madison’s pce.
She had definitely done something wrong. (She really only knows how to do transformation magic)
Instead of appearing in some hideout, she was standing in the middle of a shopping mall. With dozens of people staring at her like she had just fallen out of the sky.
Which, basically, she had.
Someone gasped. A kid pointed at her.
"Mommy! That girl just—"
"Shh!"
Helena straightened her back, brushing off her skirt.
"Well." She smiled. "That was unexpected."
A security guard took a step forward.
"Miss," he started, one hand on his radio, "what—"
Helena snapped her fingers.
The guard’s turned into a pretty high-school girl.
The mall erupted into ughter.
Helena grinned. Much better.
The guard’s face turned red. He fumbled for his radio, but Helena was faster.
She raised her hand, and all at once, every single person in the mall levitated into the air.
Shoppers filed, clutching at nothing, their feet dangling above the floor. Bags, phones, and drinks dropped as panic spread.
Helena tapped her chin, pretending to think.
"Hmm… Maybe I should turn you all into mannequins. Or ooh! Shopping bags! What do you guys think?"
The floating people screamed.
" 'Kay, i'm going to be more creative, don't worry."
Helena cpped her hands.
"Alright, let’s make this fun!"
She flicked her fingers.
The transformation hit all at once.
Every man in the mall twisted and morphed, their clothes shifting into elegant ball gowns or epic mermaid tails. Their hair grew into flowing locks, curls bouncing as tiaras and seashell crowns appeared atop their heads.
Some nded delicately, gasping as they tried to walk in their crystal pumps. Others flopped to the floor, their brand-new fish tails fpping helplessly against the tiles.
The women, bulked up massively. Their arms and chests expanded with thick muscle as their faces twisted into powerful, beastly shapes. Some became towering minotaurs, their horns scraping against the mall’s ceiling. Others turned into plump, milky cow-women, snorting and shifting awkwardly. The rest took on the exaggerated hourgss curves, red-haired, and bright red dresses of Jessica Rabbit.
The once-normal mall was now filled with graceful, glittering princesses, dry mermaids, angry minotaurs, milking cow-women, and sultry, sexy Jessicas.
Helena ughed, spinning in pce.
"Oh, this is perfect!"
A burly minotaur woman tried to charge at her, but Helena barely gnced at her before snapping her fingers. The minotaur froze mid-run, her muscles turning to pstic and disassembling.
"Nice try, beefy."
She turned back to the characters.
Some princesses were sobbing, lifting their skirts in horror. Some mermaids are with their arms struggling to drag themselves across the floor. The cow-women looked utterly confused, adjusting to their new udders, while the Jessicas posed instinctively, their lips pursing as they strutted.
