Sabrina was thinking back to her days working at the magazine. In particular to that time she'd been transformed by the computer program. It brought a thrill of excitement to her. A naughty sense of being stuck, of being seen only for her body, a sex symbol rather than a person in her own right.
She'd never admit it. But part of her had liked the experience, the sly looks Harvey had cast in her direction when he thought she wasn't looking. Hell, she even enjoyed the helplessness of it. Stuck with a Jessica Rabbit body, that magic couldn't remove. Well, kinda, sorta...
She became agitated as she thought of it. The mix of power and powerlessness were a curious mix. With her powers, she could re-create that body, perhaps even make it so she couldn't cast any magic for the rest of the day.
Retreating to her bedroom, she prepared herself. Sitting herself down at the make-up table, she looked intently in the mirror. Closing her eyes, she imagined the perfect body..... The perfect body for attracting men. Chanting the spell under her breath, she stopped, as she felt herself pulled forward. The weight of her bust suddenly increasing, opening her eyes, she took in her transformed body.
She wanted to punch the air at the success. The spell had even adjusted her clothes to fit. Reaching out with her mind, she sought her magical abilities. They were absent, at least until the sun went down.
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