“Well, I can transform you into a very cute girl,” said Miss Luna.
"Oh," said Amy, a little confused, if rather pleased. "You mean like doing up my make-up?"
"I can provide more... durable effects," the shopkeeper said with a little mysterious smile.
"You mean like plastic surgery?" Amy asked.
Was this woman a doctor? Amy would not say no to a few retouches, especially as her parents refused taking her to a plastic surgeon, claiming she was much too young. But all of the popular girls had done some operations at her school. A girl a few grades above had had a massive boob job done, even! Amy envied all of the retouching celebs had done, and she adored staring at her phone and at her filters, daydreaming about what she could look like if ever her parents weren't such prude skinflints. Her lips could do with more plumpness and her cheekbones could be sharper for sure. As for her chest... Well, her boobs had barely come out, but otherwise they seemed always too small. How was she supposed to be popular ant attract boys with that?
"Yes, you can see it like that," said Miss Luna with a little laugh.
"Cool!" exclaimed the 13-year-old. "What can you do? Though I can really pay you..."
"Oh, that is not a problem. You just have to agree. It's all free. Just sign here," said the woman, pushing a sheet of paper towards the teen. "And I'll make you just adorable."
"Oooh, I can attract hot guys," said Amy with enthusiasm as she unwisely signed the paper without reading any of it.
But the paper magically glided as soon as it was signed, folding itself in the hand of Miss Luna. Amy gaped at the sight.
"Perfect! Now let's make you cute!" she exclaimed with a wide smile.
Before Amy could react, the woman had blasted a spell at her. A puff of pink smoke erupted and when it cleared, a baby with golden hair and blue eyes was wading in a pool of its own clothes, now much too large. Miss Luna picked up the baby aged six months and took her to the back of the store.
"You signed to be a cutie, and not a great beauty. Beauty is for adults, not sweet babies like you. You've signed to be transformed into a cute baby and be adopted by a fae family. And get a hefty price out of it. What do you say about this, cutie baby?"
Amy just uttered baby babble. The poor former teen was speechless as she was dressed into an old-fashioned infant dress and placed into a wicker baby crib. To cut her incoherent words, Miss Luna slipped and tied a pacifier into her mouth and around her head. She then rang a silver bell, calling up two goblins which came from the dark, gave the witch a big bag of gold coins and left with the baby, cackling that the adoption home in the fay realm was always high in demand.
"Oh, this one will attract either a handsome daddy or dashing fae males in quite a few years," said Miss Luna.
"For sure," cackled one of the vile goblins. "Or both."
"It was in the contract," smiled the witch.
The two goblins then left for the fay realm, while Amy wondered with fear what was going to happen to her. Who would adopt her? Would she lose her memories? What was about to befall her?