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The Magic Shop

Enter Carmen, the apps new owner.

The young woman who was still in the bathroom finished washing her hands. She was confused by the lady's odd mumbling but she didn't really care. Just before she walked out, however, she noticed that a phone was sitting on the counter.

"Oh boy, that ditz of an old lady must've left this." She grumbled. "Now I gotta find her or whatever."

Carmen was not having a fun day. She came to the mall to try and enjoy herself but she wasn't having a lick of fun. Her friend group basically dumped her over some arguments. Apparently, she was too much of a bitch to hang out with anymore. She came in here to get some coffee to cheer herself up after seeing those sluts walking together in the mall. Carmen glanced back in the mirror, giving herself a look over.

She thought she was gorgeous. Curly red hair from her Irish ancestry, massive breasts, perfect application of makeup, and impeccable fashion choices. "Like, I'm the whole package but these losers don't want to hang with me? As if." She thought annoyed. She managed to focus back at the problem and picked up the phone.

After looking around the main cafe for a minute, she eventually realized that the group the lady was with was gone. She left the cafe and managed to spot the lady walking through the mall with drinks in their hands. She followed them but pretty slowly, as heels weren't great for running, nor did she really care the much about returning her phone.

"She'll get it when she gets it." Carmen mumbled as she looked the phone over. She quickly discovered that the lady kept it unlocked, which amused her to no end. "Just like an old bag to not have a password or face ID." She thought.

As she quietly followed the group, she nosily went through all the apps, just too see if she could mess around with her social profiles or something. Sadly, there was nothing fun to do. Form what she could tell, the lady was a teacher or something. She had no social media and nothing really fun to mess around with. She was about to close the phone and call out to her when she spotted one app that intrigued her. "Magic Shop: Word Warp."

"The hell is that?" She wondered. "Was it supposed to be a grammar checking app or some filter related thing. She opened it up and just found a bunch of slider with stuff like "Awareness" and "User" all over it. She slid one around a bit, accidentally giving her the same awareness Jenna had previously, and eventually backed up in the app to find a basic page with a representation of the mall, with little people she could click on.

"Bloody Hell." She mumbled. "How does it know where all these people are?" Sentences kept popping up after every person she selected. She clicked around before she selected the owner of the phone, apparently named Jenna. The sentence read, "A 40 year old woman walks with her friends."

"Heh, yeah like those two kids are her friends. I'm gonna have to edit your notes or whatever lady." She chuckled to herself, changing it to read "An 80 year old man shits himself alone." There was a quick error flash before the sentence reverted, and a message popped up informing her of the apps limitations.

"What kind of editing app only lets you change one word at a time?" She wondered to herself, before glancing up at the old lady. "A bloody old one that's what." She said before changing 40 to 80. She laughed at herself, wondering how the lady would react to reading that later, but her laughter quickly turned to shock as she looked up to find that Jenna was gone, and in her place was a grandma!

Upon closer inspection, it looked a lot like the original lady, only shorter, wrinklier, and grayer then before. Carmen stared for a minute, only able to listen to their group talk.

"Oh hon, you didn't have to go out of your way for me." Old lady Jen laughed.

"It's fine Mom, really." Henrietta smiled. "Now let's get you back home, you're going to wear yourself out."

"Oh. My. God." Carmen whispered with her jaws till partially dropped. "This thing is like, magic or something!"

She opened the app again and just stared at its title, unsure how to process everything. The power immediately went to her head as she selected the cute boy close to her age that was walking with them. Part of her just wanted to see if the app would work, but the other part of her was her horny side getting the best of her. She got a sentence about his clothes, so she reloaded it until she got one she wanted. She quickly changed "Will is walking next to Kylie." to "Will is walking next to Carmen."

Before she could even blink, Will was suddenly walking beside her. Carmen's heart practically skipped a beat ash she replied they were now holding hands as well. Her joy turned to fear as she suddenly realized he'd be confused, only to be greeted with a kiss.
"So, where are we going now baby?" He asked smiling.

Carmen was ecstatic. She had the power to change whatever she wanted. She could make herself even better, get revenge on those bitches, or finally get out of her shitty home life, but at that moment there was only one thing she wanted to do. Without skipping a beat, she replied. "Oh you're gonna take me over to that bathroom over there and fuck my brains out."

"Can do." He replied happily as the two stopped following the original owner and started heading straight for joy.


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