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A chosen destiny

The wizard takes you by the arm lightly, and guides you towards his labortory. You find stairs troublesome with your new skirt, but soon learn the art of pickigng up the hem of your dress to make room as you climb higher into the upper reaches of the castle. The wizard makes small talk as you climb.

"So, you found yourself in a body not your own? How fasinating, I've experienced the other forms myself, but never had dared to change into a new gender. The risks to my magic could be disasterous. Is it much diffrent? Do you find it uncomfortable?"

"You could return me to a male form?!" You question in excitement.

"I could m'lady, but the effects would be unpredictible. The magic used to transform you might work poorly in conflict with my own. I would not wish anything... unfortuante to happen to you."

You question him about the test, but he responds only "I cannot tell you of the test itself, for fear of contaminating the results themselves. It is a test where the world itself chooses your fate, and confirms if you are the one the Oracle spoke of." He smiles, "I can assure you however, that nothing will happen to your newly formed body.

You find yourself uncomfortable with his line of questioning, torn between saying that there is nothing that feels diffrent and not wanting to say that you are finding the urge to proposition him stronger as you climb the stairs.

Finally he stops at a massive wooden door, no diffrent from may others that you have passed, this one marked only by a simple plaque near the door reading *Castle Thaumaturgist* He opens the door and motions you through.

You enter the room, and look around in amazement. This resembles the wizards labrotory you had expected from stories. Strange beakers of odd colors and very odd smells from all corners of the room. The wizard gestures you towards the hexagram in the center of the room.

"Please stand there. Feel free to look around, but do not leave the symbol.This will take a moment to prepare." The wizard stoops over a thick tome, and begins to turn pages, muttering to himself.

You look around curiously, seeing what looks like a cross between a mad scientests labrotory, a highschool chemistry class, and a high energy physics lab. Directly across from you a large mirror stands, reflecting the strange contents of the wizards lab. Finally, the wizard turns from his perusal of the book, and nods.

"I am ready to begin."

The hexagram on the floor begins to glow with an unearthly golden glow, and you feel a strange energy sieze you, and begin to mold your flesh! What is happening?! The wizard promised you nothing would happen to you!

You feel your body beging to warp into...


Written by Aaron Smith

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