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Envirissa was sitting in her makeshift house, cursing herself for losing against someone as annoying as Marissa and her friends.
The brown haired girl in black fiddled with her glasses as she looked outside of her home. It was a two story manor that went abandoned. She had managed to appropriate a number of generators via theft and trickery. her abode was far enough that no one could see it and she could enjoy her residence with no worries. This also made her particularly lonely and made her agonize over her loss to her original self.
“It’s so unfair. Why would I lose to someone like Marissa? I’m serious, I had a pretty good underling, I was even able to put her on the ropes even after she fused,” Envirissa said to her own reflection in the mirror. As she huffed she began to recall how she’d been forced into retreating. As she pondered the fact, she even thought on her own skills. “Maybe I need something she can’t do at all on her own. Even with her stupid transforming necklace…”
With this thought in mind, Envirissa began to ponder over her purpose. She had a necklace similar to Marissa’s, though the gem was red. Part of her absolutely refused to use it in order to show she didn’t need to rely on a dumb self transforming gimmick.
“...But what if I use a dumb enemy transforming gimmick?” she asked herself, “Then I can steal her necklace and she’d be defenseless! It’s a perfect plan by an even more perfect girl.”
Patting herself on the back, Envirissa began to walk out of her room and went towards a town. She had heard there was a magical curiosity shop in town that changed wares daily. Perhaps she would go and purchase some tomes or other artifacts.
Walking happily, caught up in her pride, Envirissa approached a small tent-like building. She entered and saw a hooded figure. The only thing visible was a pair of glowing pink eyes within and a vaguely feminine frame.The figure greeted her with a smile.
“Welcome to Nomadgick’s Magic Shoppe. Perhaps I can offer you something?” the clerk offered.
“Yes, I’ll have your most powerful magic spell.”
“Ah, the Lexicon of Decimation. That’ll cost you $10,000.”
“T...Ten thousand?”
“Yes. Did you think a destructive magic book would be cheap?” the clerk asked. Envirissa grumbled and rummaged through her pockets.
“What can I get for 50 euros and $25?”
“Hmm...You can get magic for beginners, a basic spell crystal and...Some enchanted chocolate!”
“Enchanted chocolate? Does it come in dark?”
“Yes. Altogether it’ll be $33.33, but I’ll throw in a grab bag since you seem so disheartened.”
“Me? Disheartened? Gimme a break…”
“Heh, you’re cute when you’re being defiant. At least it’s one good quality you have.”
“Shut up and give me my stuff!”
The Nomadgic woman chuckled before handing Envirissa her bag and other items while Envirissai was busy trying to figure out how much $7.33 was in Euros. Eventually, Envirissa gave the clerk 6.56 and left to go over her haul. The trip took some time and by the end Envirissa was too tired to see the mysteries within her magical bag. Instead she took out the magic manual and her chocolate, putting the crystal aside on her bed for the time being.
Lazily, she popped open the book and began to read, going over the spells before her stomach rumbled.
Realizing she was hungry, Envirissa decided to try some of the chocolate she had bought. Surely it was going to be a good treat, though she could only wonder until she started to eat it. The sweets, to her discovery, were just the perfect flavor of semisweet. It was slightly bitter, but with a warm, comforting creamy center. As the flavors danced on her tongue, Envirissa smiled and popped another within her mouth. She chewed them happily as she read. Absent-mindedly, she consumed more and more, until she was eating them with both hands.
Before she knew it, she was out of chocolates. Envirissa sighed at the discovery.
“Damn, those were good too,” she muttered. Envirissa shrugged before standing up and going to throw her container in the trash.
As she walked, she was unaware of how the enchanted chocolates were affecting her. As she walked she felt a strange sensation. Her insides felt strange, as if she had drank a gallon of water, except the feeling was all over her body. It seemed to slosh and sway with her every step, making her feel uncomfortable.
Nonetheless, Envirissa tossed her garbage and noticed she had a bit of chocolate on her fingers.
“Hmm, it’d be a shame to waste even the tiniest morsel,” she thought aloud. She began to suck on her fingers, enjoying the taste. As her tongue danced upon the ends of her digits, she noticed the taste wasn’t fading. If anything, it was getting stronger. She opened her eyes, to see that her whole hand was coated n a chcolate shell, which moved when she did. “What the hell?!”
Envirissa gasped as the coating spread, covering all of her and turning even her clothes into dark chocolate, opposite of her milk chocolate shell. Somehow she was a living being made of the stuff.
As she looked in her nearby vanity mirror, she saw that the change had covered her from head to toe. Every bit of her was composed of sweet, sugary, silky chocolate.
“How in the hell am I supposed to work with this?!” she shouted, still licking her fingers. She was resisting the urge to bite herself and decided to go check her magic book when she realized something. “Wait, if I touch the book, it’ll get smudged with chocolate. So’ll my bed...So I can’t do that. I’ll just wait for this dumb spell to wear off, or contain it somehow….”
Envirissa pondered over the situation, the whole time wondering about her body. her insides still felt like liquid, but her outside was solid. Envirissa decided to test why that was. Trying her best to control her body, she found it was giving way to a more slimelike state. At the cost of her solidness and her structure, she had become a chocolate slime, similar to pudding or syrup. She even discovered she could create small, barely sentient underlings that were an extension of her will.
The creatures looked like chocolate kisses, having big eyes and innocent expressions. They appeared as sweet as (Envirissa presumed) they tasted.
“Heh, maybe if I can get back to normal or control this I can use you little guys to lure Marissa into some kinda trap,” she said to one she cradled in her arms, which smiled innocently. “And if that mean ol’ girl eats you up, you can give her a giant tummy ache!”
Envirissa giggled at the prospect. It wasn’t a hyper powerful skill, but one she could use without stealing from others or copying Marissa. That, in and of itself, was a victory in Envirissa’s jade-colored eyes.
The brown haired girl in black fiddled with her glasses as she looked outside of her home. It was a two story manor that went abandoned. She had managed to appropriate a number of generators via theft and trickery. her abode was far enough that no one could see it and she could enjoy her residence with no worries. This also made her particularly lonely and made her agonize over her loss to her original self.
“It’s so unfair. Why would I lose to someone like Marissa? I’m serious, I had a pretty good underling, I was even able to put her on the ropes even after she fused,” Envirissa said to her own reflection in the mirror. As she huffed she began to recall how she’d been forced into retreating. As she pondered the fact, she even thought on her own skills. “Maybe I need something she can’t do at all on her own. Even with her stupid transforming necklace…”
With this thought in mind, Envirissa began to ponder over her purpose. She had a necklace similar to Marissa’s, though the gem was red. Part of her absolutely refused to use it in order to show she didn’t need to rely on a dumb self transforming gimmick.
“...But what if I use a dumb enemy transforming gimmick?” she asked herself, “Then I can steal her necklace and she’d be defenseless! It’s a perfect plan by an even more perfect girl.”
Patting herself on the back, Envirissa began to walk out of her room and went towards a town. She had heard there was a magical curiosity shop in town that changed wares daily. Perhaps she would go and purchase some tomes or other artifacts.
Walking happily, caught up in her pride, Envirissa approached a small tent-like building. She entered and saw a hooded figure. The only thing visible was a pair of glowing pink eyes within and a vaguely feminine frame.The figure greeted her with a smile.
“Welcome to Nomadgick’s Magic Shoppe. Perhaps I can offer you something?” the clerk offered.
“Yes, I’ll have your most powerful magic spell.”
“Ah, the Lexicon of Decimation. That’ll cost you $10,000.”
“T...Ten thousand?”
“Yes. Did you think a destructive magic book would be cheap?” the clerk asked. Envirissa grumbled and rummaged through her pockets.
“What can I get for 50 euros and $25?”
“Hmm...You can get magic for beginners, a basic spell crystal and...Some enchanted chocolate!”
“Enchanted chocolate? Does it come in dark?”
“Yes. Altogether it’ll be $33.33, but I’ll throw in a grab bag since you seem so disheartened.”
“Me? Disheartened? Gimme a break…”
“Heh, you’re cute when you’re being defiant. At least it’s one good quality you have.”
“Shut up and give me my stuff!”
The Nomadgic woman chuckled before handing Envirissa her bag and other items while Envirissai was busy trying to figure out how much $7.33 was in Euros. Eventually, Envirissa gave the clerk 6.56 and left to go over her haul. The trip took some time and by the end Envirissa was too tired to see the mysteries within her magical bag. Instead she took out the magic manual and her chocolate, putting the crystal aside on her bed for the time being.
Lazily, she popped open the book and began to read, going over the spells before her stomach rumbled.
Realizing she was hungry, Envirissa decided to try some of the chocolate she had bought. Surely it was going to be a good treat, though she could only wonder until she started to eat it. The sweets, to her discovery, were just the perfect flavor of semisweet. It was slightly bitter, but with a warm, comforting creamy center. As the flavors danced on her tongue, Envirissa smiled and popped another within her mouth. She chewed them happily as she read. Absent-mindedly, she consumed more and more, until she was eating them with both hands.
Before she knew it, she was out of chocolates. Envirissa sighed at the discovery.
“Damn, those were good too,” she muttered. Envirissa shrugged before standing up and going to throw her container in the trash.
As she walked, she was unaware of how the enchanted chocolates were affecting her. As she walked she felt a strange sensation. Her insides felt strange, as if she had drank a gallon of water, except the feeling was all over her body. It seemed to slosh and sway with her every step, making her feel uncomfortable.
Nonetheless, Envirissa tossed her garbage and noticed she had a bit of chocolate on her fingers.
“Hmm, it’d be a shame to waste even the tiniest morsel,” she thought aloud. She began to suck on her fingers, enjoying the taste. As her tongue danced upon the ends of her digits, she noticed the taste wasn’t fading. If anything, it was getting stronger. She opened her eyes, to see that her whole hand was coated n a chcolate shell, which moved when she did. “What the hell?!”
Envirissa gasped as the coating spread, covering all of her and turning even her clothes into dark chocolate, opposite of her milk chocolate shell. Somehow she was a living being made of the stuff.
As she looked in her nearby vanity mirror, she saw that the change had covered her from head to toe. Every bit of her was composed of sweet, sugary, silky chocolate.
“How in the hell am I supposed to work with this?!” she shouted, still licking her fingers. She was resisting the urge to bite herself and decided to go check her magic book when she realized something. “Wait, if I touch the book, it’ll get smudged with chocolate. So’ll my bed...So I can’t do that. I’ll just wait for this dumb spell to wear off, or contain it somehow….”
Envirissa pondered over the situation, the whole time wondering about her body. her insides still felt like liquid, but her outside was solid. Envirissa decided to test why that was. Trying her best to control her body, she found it was giving way to a more slimelike state. At the cost of her solidness and her structure, she had become a chocolate slime, similar to pudding or syrup. She even discovered she could create small, barely sentient underlings that were an extension of her will.
The creatures looked like chocolate kisses, having big eyes and innocent expressions. They appeared as sweet as (Envirissa presumed) they tasted.
“Heh, maybe if I can get back to normal or control this I can use you little guys to lure Marissa into some kinda trap,” she said to one she cradled in her arms, which smiled innocently. “And if that mean ol’ girl eats you up, you can give her a giant tummy ache!”
Envirissa giggled at the prospect. It wasn’t a hyper powerful skill, but one she could use without stealing from others or copying Marissa. That, in and of itself, was a victory in Envirissa’s jade-colored eyes.
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The transformation itself is almost scary in a way, but it's good to see she didn't end up any worse for wear because of it, even seeming to like it more than her original form