Miranda casted two bolts of lightning towards the two men. When struck, the two became motionless, falling forward.
“They are stunned. Now it’s your turn, Jane,” Miranda said.
Jane jumped off the roof, falling slowly with a spell. The feeling of air slowly breeze on me felt nice, making me wish she would try that again once she landed. She then removed her shoes, and walked onto the two men’s backs, making me feel jealous that Jane will own other humans.
“I’m sorry for this,” Jane said, as she stood on the two men.
A spell was casted, and the two men began to change shape. Both of their upper bodies moved upwards, placing their heads just under Jane’s knees. Their arms and legs did the same thing. Their body parts started to merge, forming a tube around her legs.
Their bodies began to reshape themselves further, thinning out and changing color in the process. Their texture became leather, and their color became black. A fire-like design started to form on them. A heel seemed to form, changing their shape into that of heeled, knee length, cowboy boots.
A surge of energy started to flow throughout Jane’s body.
“How do you feel?” Miranda asked.
“Really strong. I feel like my power has doubled,” Jane said.
“It can take months for new witches to accomplish as much as you did in a little over a week. I have a feeling you are on track to being one of the most powerful witches in the coven if you keep at it,” Miranda said, excited.
Jane took a few steps forward, then turned around. She noticed two pairs of boxers and two pairs of socks.
“Are they…” Jane began to ask.
“Transformed witches and warlocks? Yes. They must have been victims of your new boots,” Miranda replied.
“What should we do with them?” Jane asked.