Inspired by Lysabel using her magic to transport new gowns from Estrellia, Liira decided to try her magic on her own outfit. She closed her eyes, picturing what she wanted her gown to look like. Then, she brushed her hands across her dress. There was the distinctive tingling feel of a cast spell. Liira opened her eyes.
To her delight, her gown had, in fact, changed! Instead of a light blue, it was a daring dark purple, and had a similarly daring low cut in the bust. Her large breasts bulged at the fabric, almost at danger of spilling out. Heady from her success, Liira used magic to put her long hair into a complicated braid, put subtle makeup on her face, and even change Satin's saddle. Liira laughed happily, twirling about in the glen, the skirt of her dress spreading from her as she spun. She had never been so happy.
Once Liira took a break from her impromptu dancing, she froze in fear. Unbeknownst to her, someone else had arrived in the glen, and was watching her.