Transformation
For stories featuring transformation.
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An important aspect of Vanessa’s role as a cosmic witch is investigating strange phenomenon that were not related to her antics. Some of it was altruism, being the sort of witch that causes mischief but refuses to outright harm anyone; the other half was so she didn’t get blamed for any of said phenomenon. On
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The snowflakes glimmered in the evening air, sparkling in the faint light of the aurora above. The ground already possessed a thin layer of white, enough to give each footstep a satisfying crunch. It was winter in the Magic Market, the holiday season nearly upon the shopkeepers. It was the perfect time for gift browsing,
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Kimmy was in dire need of a break. Between work, her social life, and other obligations, she had been run-down entirely, her internal battery completely drained. To be able to turn off and not think for a little while would have been perfect. Fortunately for her, that exact opportunity was available. It was a new
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Vanessa was fatigued. Even a chaotic entity such as herself can feel the pain of burnout, and burn out she did. Barely able to drag herself across the floor, too tired for more complex magic spells, and not in the mood for her usual brand of mischief. It had been a long week, and she
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There was nothing Vanessa enjoyed more than mischief, especially when played out against her darlings. Agent, of course, was her most easily accessible target, and his squirmy and bashful nature meant that she could really enjoy how absurd the circumstances she inflicted on him were. Still, she did enjoy switching up her targets, twice over
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Agent had spent far too much time in the manor for Vanessa’s liking. As big as it was, the shared home was still too cramped for someone who was struggling to be social and speak up for himself on a consistent basis. Despite her efforts, he continued to fall flat on his face when presented
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When Vanessa had a spare moment from her scheming, mischief and calisthenics classes, she loved to window shop. The Magic Market was the perfect dimension to do it, being the primary mecca for sorcerers and witches to hawk their wares to other similar-minded spell crafters. The open-air design was nice too.On such a day, Vanessa
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It was difficult for Agent and Vanessa to perform each other’s hobbies as a showing of mutual understanding. Vanessa’s limited understanding of mortal technology and a lack of patience for comic books that did not double as erotic fiction were her own undoing. Meanwhile, Vanessa’s hobbies—transforming others, utilizing the powers cosmic, occasionally messing with reality
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In Vanessa’s manor, travel was not an issue. The eldritch nature of the home, coupled with extra-dimensional capabilities, allowed for the manor to materialize wherever, and whenever, she chose. On the rare occasions she actively left the manor to mill about the mortal realms, she could merely conjure a portal to her destination and be
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Vanessa, for all of her encyclopedia-esque knowledge of the supernatural and otherworldly, was at a loss with her recent discovery. Nothing in her notes or books described what exactly this?thing was. No research on them either. It was as though they were brand new to the multiverse, which was impossible. Or it could mean said
Into the Vanessaverse 