James looked down at neanderthal Melanie then back at Elspeth. Having this kind of control over the very form of the girl he was attracted to was strangely thrilling and kind of a turn on. But was it really ok to keep doing this to her?
"Are you sure Melanie won't mind me changing her like this?" He asked.
Elspeth sighed.
"You heard her say as much, am I correct?"
James nodded.
"If you are serious about dating a witch you are going to have to become less shocked by this sort of thing" the witch continued "Now between you and me, you have time for quite a few transformations yet. So if there is an idea that intrigues you, I suggest you experiment with it."
An idea was playing on his mind, as it happened. He waved his arm at the primitive woman lying at his feet and watched in awe as she began to grow thick, black hair all over her reshaping body, her face taking on an increasingly simian like appearance so she was barely recognisable as Mel or even as a human.
Before long an ordinary looking ape was sitting in place of his companion. James couldn't believe this beast was still Melanie, the beautiful girl who had bewitched him at the beach earlier that day.
"It seems you are a natural magic user" Elspeth smiled approvingly "but do be careful she doesn't break anything while she is like that."
Melanie raised herself onto het haunches and made a series of screeching and grunting noises. He wondered how much of her was still in there. In a strange way, weilding this power over Melanie made him feel more connected to her. And it appeared he still had several transformations left.