Walking down the street with my friend Max we notice this peculiar corner market, having nothing better to do we head inside to see what it sells. We’re met with gemstones, fancy looking plants, roots, and cheap looking plactic jewelry all over the shop with a small bell chime as the door opened and again when it closed behind us. “Welcome! Look around, take your time, feel free to ask questions!” The shopkeep yelled out to us, I was looking at an aquamarine geode sparkle from the sunligh through the front windows, Mark was off looking at what I assume is one of the plants. I keep admiring the different geodes and gemstones when I come across an unusually rounded pink gem, “Oh that is a lovely stone for a girlfriend or wife, lovely find there,” the shopkeep chimed in who’s been watching me from above his newspaper, “I don’t remember exactly where I found it, but it’s a bit pricey to be fair to you since it’s been shaped already.”
I put the stone back down, no, pick me, I can make you powerful alarmed I take a step back into another shelf causing a minor rattle, “careful! Break it buy it!”
Now pick me up child and I will give you unbelievable magical power I grab the stone again and head to the shopkeep briskly. “Is there any story to this rock or just you managed to get one already sphered like this?” I asked putting the rock on the counter. “Uh, I remember getting it from a market in, I want to say, Morrocco? Maybe Tunisia,” he states, “It will be $25 if you want it, otherwise please return it.” The shopkeep returns to his newspaper flicking it to make sure I knew he was not answering another question, I pull out my wallet and throw down the money. “Fine,” I grumble, turn to head towards Max, “You going to buy something? Because I think I’m done, got this neat rock and I’m ready to head home.”
Max rocks back and forth for a bit then walks over to the front door with me, “Goodbye, come again!”
The two of us head back towards our place, find an isolated area soon, I’m ready to serve the walk was rather uneventful, neigborhood just as quiet as always. Making it home we head to our own rooms to change out of work clothes to sweats and lounge-wear, finally, now smash the orb on the ground and my power will be yours “I still don’t believe I’m not crazy right now, but it looks sturdy enough, so unless it’s claims are true, it’ll be fine,” I mumble, taking the stone and throwing it on the ground. It shatters, pink smoke fills the area, my vision starts to be polluted, “Ah finally, I’m almost back to full power,” A voice rang out, the same that was isolated to his head when the stone was whole. Max ran in, “What happened? I heard a crash and…” The smoke cleared and there was an amorphous gas figure, “Ah, the vessel arrived in time.”
The gas seemed to absorb itself into Max’s body, all the while I was still stunned and groggy from the initial gas explosion. “Are you okay Max? What is going on,” I ask looking over to what’s happening to him.
“Oh finally, a human body again, I’m sorry ‘sir’ but this won’t do, I can’t work in this form,” ‘Max’ said with the orb voice’s echo over it. Max then started to shivver and shake, his skin started to glow as he shrank, his frame becoming more feminine, his hips widening and his chest protruding new 32G breasts, all the clothes falling since the body is smaller, a woman naked save a half worn shirt barely covering her shaven pussy.
“Alright there we go, sorry ‘Max’ but your friend more or less wanted this,” The woman said, voice unobstructed by any kind of filter, “My name is Lucia Vosen, I am a sorceress who was trapped in thet gem stone, I am indepted to your servitude for life.” She bows, her breasts dangling, the T-shirt now falling off over her head given how loosely it was, she now stands there naked waiting for me to speak. “I uhm, well. I’m Michael, and I don’t know what to say.”
“Don’t worry master, I already have read your mind from the orb, I know your deepest thoughts, well for a bit longer, that knowledge drains away the longer I am in human form. I will also say that Max is alive and well, he was only temporarily destroyed to give me my form, he currently is reforged alseep in his bed with no recollection. I do suppose however, you aren’t compeletly comfortable with me naked, you will eventually, but until then.” A black mist forms around the old discarded clothes as they then move up and around Lucia’s form. The mist dissipated until she is left sandald, ankletts, thigh braceletts, a high rise thong, into a long sleeve crop lace crop top over a black bralette.
“Thanks for clothing up a bit, I don’t know how’d I explain you to anyone,” I say, “any help on thet front would be great.”
“Easy, and start thinking creatively and openly, I’m yours from here on,” Lucia begs, “from now on, I will be recognized as your distant cousin, who is very ‘slutty’ where I’m not judged by anyone for wearing this little if anything, and I’m staying at your place in your room, and even bed, without batting an eye, and yes your family will also remember me as cousin Lucia or Lucy.”
“Okay, alright, so then problems solved, except for the part where now I have access to magic.”
“Exactly.”
I sit down on my bed, trying to gather my thoughts, Lucy magically cleans the mess made when she ‘arrived’ then sits next to me. “I’m always summonable by thinking/ asking by my full name,” Lucia says, “I’m going to go watch TV since I don’t feel like sitting here.”