Lydia saw no need to rush her current goals; she was practically a god, after all. She had all the time in the world, and no one could stop her from doing exactly as she liked. Why not enjoy this strange new world she'd come to, before dominating it?
Realizing she was still nude, she used her magic to generate a sleek black dress and accompanying heels. The dress hugged her ample curves, leaving very little to the imagination. She smiled darkly; even if she was going to remain relatively discreet, she still wanted her beauty to be recognized.
She stepped out of the shadows, and into the busy streets of New York City.
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