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Note to self: Villlains are idiots.

You seem to be compliant with Sally's wishes, which you watch yourself carry out, walking with an ogling Fred. You smile back at him, although inwardly you feel incredibly ill.

Just then, as the two of you are exiting to go over to de-claim your riches, you hear a jump from behind by someone. You immediately fall unconscious, but not before hearing the sounds of fighting...

You wake up feeling a bit groggy a few hours later, to find yourself in some large house in an elaborate family room. You notice two things: (1) You're still in your exaggerated female body and attire, and (2) you don't seem to be affected by mind control any longer.

"So you woke up..."

You blink in surprise and turn your head around to see another woman, who looks just about as beautiful as you do, but with a different hairstyle, attire... she's like one of the woman you saw stuck with you when you were 'sold'.

"W-w-who are you?" You're relieved to speak again, but still surprised by your voice.

"My name..." She sounds distant for a moment, than looks back at you, "My name you can call me is Sasha, and it seems you've been affected by Sally, too..."

"You know Sally?" You ask.

"Unfortunately," she mutters, "Sally's a witch, and a nasty one at that. She's being selling people she's altered since she tried me..."

"Then you were a..."

"A man? No..." She smirks, "I was her pet hamster, believe it or not. The first one affected by her spells. Her spells work on nearly any living creature, altering their minds and bodies for her own profit...

"And Fred?"

"Her accomplice. Uses the whole wolf story to draw people into her trap."

"How long has this been going on?"

"About a year now. I was lucky enough to get away from her, accustom myself to human living, find my own way and fortune... now I plan on stopping her. And I'll need all the help I can get, 'Harriet'..."

"My name is not Harriet..." You grumble.

"Sorry," she sighs, "But in any case, we'll have to find a way to stop her. Find a higher form of magic. Destroy her source of power. Things like that. But we can't do it looking like this, we'll be noticed for sure."

"As if I needed another new look," you say exasperated.

"Don't worry. We'll think of something..."

And so you two plan...


Written by nutbar (edited by wanderer)

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