"I want you to make me look hot."
"Hot?" Brian said. "You mean, like, beautiful?"
"No, Brian," Melissa said with a devilish smile, "I mean like, late-night, fantasy girl, naughty daydream hot." She advanced on Brian, her usual attraction to him now magnified by the wonderful gifts he could bestow with merely a thought. "Like achingly, mind-blowingly hot."
Brian turned red. He clearly liked the idea.
"Go ahead," Mel whispered. "Make me your dream girl."
"Well, the goddess said I could make women more beautiful.."
"Then try." Melissa grinned. "Please."
"I already did..." Brian mumbled. Melissa felt a weird tingle at the corners of her mouth and pressed a hand to her face. She was surprised by what she felt--her lips seemed, even to the touch, more full, more juicy. She ran her tongue along her bottom lip more on instinct than anything else. Brian squirmed with approval. "It's starting!" Melissa sang. She felt no pain as her smile shifted, her teeth rearranging into a perfectly straight pattern. She could almost feel her smile growing brighter as Brian worked his magic. She focused on the sensation only a moment or two before she felt an itch at her temples. Reaching up, she discovered, in her grip, new locks of lustrous, glamorous, deep chocolate hair. "Oh wow," she repeated as she ran her fingers through her new tresses. "Amazing..."
The warm tingle played across her face, shifting her features into more perfect ratios, more appealing configurations. Her eyes took on an incredible otherworldly sparkle; her cheeks flushed with new health and vigor; every blemish disappeared from her skin leaving only supple, perfect, desirable flesh. Even her complexion took on a new shade--not quite a tan, something even better than what the sun could create.
Suddenly, Melissa grabbed her chest and gasped as her breasts began to rise. Up and up they grew, expanding both in sheer mass and in prominence. Round yet natural, firm yet unimaginably soft and feminine, Melissa's new breasts looked like they were supported by a superhuman push-up bra. She looked down at her new cleavage and squealed with delight. She could only feel herself up for a moment or two, however, before a similar change began to widen her girlish hips, transforming her into a picture of womanhood. With the new hips came a truly astounding derriere, taut and toned, yet swollen and unrelentingly attractive.
As Brian's work continued, Melissa's body stretched out, going from unnatural hourglass to proportional perfection as she stretched from pipsqueak to bombshell. The entire height increase seemed to be in her legs, which were now packed with long, strong, slender muscle and, though Melissa wore flats, behaved as though supported by permanent stilettos. Every inch of fat on Melissa's body migrated to its ideal location--mostly to her bust and hips, but also elsewhere, giving her a natural, curvy appearance. Brian's final magics gave Melissa incredible pheromones and the bearing of a sex-goddess; in seconds, she went from admiring her new body to owning every inch of it.
"Melissa..." Brian stammered, astounded with his own creation, "You look amazing!"
"Thanks to you," she purred. "Now..."
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