At first nothing happens, you know your sisters soul is in the model, but maybe it only works on the living.
You are about to take your sisters soul back out when the model suddenly blinks. How painted eyes can blink is beyond you, it must take the magic longer to work on the inanimate.
“…rk.” Brakes the silence, and surprises you so much you jump backwards.
Before your very eyes, the model that once was comes to life, her movements sluggish at first, but as the magic takes hold, the model becomes real.
Your sister checks herself out, the once hard resin that formed the model now as supple as living flesh, her solid purple hair becomes free, and she feels the clothing that was cast on her body detach from her new skin.
“Oh… My… God…” she breathes, feeling the air enter new lugs as the magic forms them, “Now this is wicked.”
“I’ve always loved that model, and now it lives,” you say as you lean closer, “you look so real.”
“Well, I wasn’t expecting this.”
You prod your sister’s chest with a finger.
“Hey, careful, that hurt!”
“Sorry sis, I never expected the model to turn real, is everything correct?”
Your sister looks up at you, gives a huff knowing exactly what you mean, and checks herself out with her hand,
“Yeap, this is one detailed model.”
“Now that’s some piece of magic, just one problem I guess.”
“Oh?”
“You’re still only 15 inches high.”
You sister starts to walk around your computer desk, getting use to the new body as it continues to be shaped by the magic unleashed by the rapier.
“I have to admit Bro, you picked a dam fine model for me to wear.”
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