The Way You Were

The answer is obvious: you want to transform your sagging blubber back into rippling muscle. Still, all sorts of doubts whirl through your mind. Could Carla be trusted? Didn't Albert say that magic was the worst way to build muscle? Didn't he also say that you needed magic to undo the results of magic? And who knew what this untested magical item might do to you?

"Well?" Carla asks impatiently, arching an eyebrow for effect.

Deciding that you have nothing to lose, you speak up. "Could your mirror make me the way I was? You know, muscular instead of flabby?"

Carla rolls her eyes dramatically and clucks her tongue. "Tsk! You men! All alike! Yes, Mistah Big Fat Hippo Man, Carla's mirror can be givin' you your precious muscles again."

"Then that's what I want," you declare firmly.

"Very well," the priestess sighs. "Carla was just hopin' that you be askin' for somethin' a little more original." She walks up behind you.

Written by Funny Animal

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