Camilla turned the pen over in her hand. It was an impulse buy, but one that she hoped would help, at least in replacing her old permanent pen. She looked at the instructions on the side. "Use black-capped end to write words. This side is removable and can be rubbed off easily on any surface. If you would like to make your text permanent, use the yellow-capped end to highlight or underline. It can then no longer be erased."
Camilla frowned. "Dios mío," she muttered. "So complicated!"
Still, it was worth a try. So, she uncapped the black end and began warming the pen up, writing 'the quick brown fox jumped over the lazy dog' over and over again until a line of ink followed her movements. The black text had come in just on the word 'brown', and the second it was finished, Camilla was startled to find that the paper had turned a rich, mahogany brown.
She stopped writing. That couldn't be possible, could it? Thinking back to the instructions, she rubbed her finger over the word. It smudged and left a black trail, but nonetheless rubbed out, even on the paper. Suddenly, it was back to a pure white with the lines drawn across it. She wrote a different colour down this time, 'purple', and sure enough the paper changed again to a lovely shade of lavender.
Camilla looked down at the smudge in her fingertip in wonder, then at the 'Magic Marker' in her hand. "Dios mío," she breathed again. "The name wasn't a lie."
Her mind flicked through all the possibilities this could bring. She could transform herself, her apartment, anything! But one in particular stood out.
Camilla Velásquez was what her girlfriend described as a shortstack. Huge ass, thick thigh, massive, sagging tits and a stomach to match. All at the staggering height of 5' flat. Meanwhile, Anika was the exact opposite of her. The willowy 24-year-old stood thin as a stick at a height of 5'9, all gangly limbs. And while Anika loved her girlfriend's ample curves, Camilla did get teased a lot about being a 'huge marshmallow' and how fat she was (which, she wasn't, not really. It wasn't her fault that she didn't have twigs in her DNA) And Anika didn't get how hard she worked just to run when her entire body jiggled with every movement, even with all the supporting bras in the world.
That would be something she'd change today. Uncapping the marker, she wrote across her skin 'Super strong' and 'Hard muscles'. The effects were instant. Suddenly, she felt strength flow into her veins. While her layer of soft fat remained, there was now a wall of powerful muscles behind it, and even those dense fibres were super-powered beyond human limits. Any burden of her assets disappeared. Her muscles would be able to easily counterweight any wobble in her thighs or breasts. Camilla giggled as she easily lifted the table with one hand.
Oh, what a surprise it would be when Anika got home, and she'd sweep her girlfriend off her feet. In fact, just to make sure of it, Camilla underlined the two notes, watching them sink into her skin never to be undone.
She smiled. Yes, she was sure Anika would be delighted at her harmless upgrades. But surely she could change herself even more... after all, there were four hours until Anika was expected home.
Camilla smiled and uncapped the marker again.
What does she change