The brisk night air caressed the statuesque woman as she willed herself across the distance of her former forest. Vanishing form the lip of her long abandoned tomb and on the city's outskirts with a soft "Pop" of vacated air rushing to be filled by her departure. The sudden jolt as she once more felt solid ground beneath her dainty if barefoot feet causing her to inhale lungs filling with that crisp night air for the first time in many centuries if millennia.
Her perfect breasts slowly rising and falling letting the drawn breath slowly deflate as she gazed at the shimmering, glittering spectacle of the city before her. Towers of iron and glass reaching upwards towards the heavens and burning with a queer, frivolous light not of lantern or bonfire or any glitter spell she knew. One which doused even the shining of the stars whose twinkling orbs wreathed a most welcomingly familiar tapestry above Selicia's head.
Yet even in awe she couldn't help but notice the giddy excitement of her heart beating in her chest at the prospects and rewards of this strange, new world she found herself in. The magic waiting to be learned and mastered by her. A spreading warmth spreading up between her legs as her lips moistened. The tiniest spots of dampness appearing through the black gossamer of her panties much to the annoyance or perhaps delight of the young thief whose transformed body pressed tightly against her womanly mound. Her excitement growing as she walk, hips swaying. Firm, round ass cheeks bouncing ever so slightly from side to side peeking out from beneath the thin fabric of her thin garment.
Unsure quite where she heading quite yet. Wanting to see, to experience, everything this new world had to offer exploring the sights around her as she walked along the edge of a road leading further into the city. Wilderness giving way to urban structures. Shops, businesses, taverns. Recognizable enough to a sharp-wit like hers even after a centuries slumber. And people. They seemed pleasantly unchanged she noted as she began to mingle among them. Drawing numerous odd stares and gawking looks which amused her.
Humorously glancing down at herself compared her attire to theirs nothing the apparent change of fashions in the intervening abyss of time. Somewhat abated by, along with scores of disapproving of scolding glances, the openly lustful, lingering stares she received from men and women. Clearly, whatever else might have, the heart of Men hadn't changed she noted with approval.
Yes. She could do nicely here she thought through first she would have to catch up on all that she missed. Coolly eyeing the glowing tablets everyone seem to carry. Either holding it in their hands in front of them or holding it up to their ear to speak. What exact magic it was she couldn't fathom...yet.
Which only made it more imperative she find a suitable place to set up shop and spin her tantalizing web to entrap and corrupt the people of this obviously rich kingdom. Slipping away from the crowds, the easiest glamour spell clouding her from their minds as well as from the approaching two officers called to apprehend a reported half naked woman walking the streets. The latter stopping where they stood, a vague dazed expression on their face, before looking confounded. One scratching the back of his head wondering why they were there as Selicia sauntered down a side street.
Wolfish smile soon appearing as she spied a likely applicant. A young woman outside sweeping the walkway of a suitable prospect. At least for now.
"I say, girl, a moment of your time?" The tall, alluring woman said swaying her hips as she approaching the younger servant.
Or attempted too. No sooner her pursed lips opened to speak then her voice caught in her throat. Even her lungs in her chest felt seized as the entire world with all its loud, obnoxious sounds seemed to slow then quietly wind down. Time freezing in amber as it stretched telescoping before her. Selicia staring out from behind an immobile mask of a face preserved in predatory triumph even as she felt the icy stab of fear shoot through her.
Calling forth with all of her great magic, drawing it out from the depths of her magical core, concentrating it then pressing it against the invisible force which gripped her and the world. Only to forcefully feel it repulsed. A feeble match against a careening tsunami of raw, seething power that swept over her. The Archmagus's stomach lurching as she felt it pulled inside of itself. The rest of her body following collapsing like an accordion as she was yanked through a shrinking rift to...someplace else.
Leaving only her stained panties and bra hovering suspended in midair. Fluttering to the ground a moment later as the city, and the world, resumed its bustling activity. From where she stood, the young maid looked up from her sweeping. Confused as she thought she'd heard someone only to find the street empty.
"Girl...you are going to have to quit your day-" The rest of her sentence ending in a girlish shriek as the two thieves suddenly sprang back into being mere feet in front of her.
"I'm alive?!" The older thief said sounding nearly as startled by the fact as the maid was with his existence.
Sitting up on his ass against the cold, damp side street. The thief patting himself down relieved to feel flesh and bone once more not fabric. Face slowly spreading into a grin through not nearly as large as his partner who lay sprawled beside him. His head pointed up with a dopy expression licking his smeared and wet lips.