Spiritless Life

life changed

Karam looked her naked body up and down. She was still a toddler, so she didn't have any sex appeal yet but she knew she was still adorable. Her face, at least. She glanced at the door. She was currently hiding out in an empty room in the castle. It was actually the room next to one of her aunt's rooms, but the dust proved that it hadn't been used for quite some time. The perfect place to hide. After making certain nobody was coming she turned back to her current problem with a dull expression.

"First things first, I guess." Karam moved from the mirror and held onto a chair nearby. She sighed and put her hands by her side, palms facing inwards. Taking a deep breath and straightening herself; she began her work. Slowly, her legs began to grow. Taking the chair's material and adding it to herself, she was the size of an adolescent by the time the chair was gone. Karam moved down from the chair and stepped back in front of the mirror.

Her small, pudgy legs were now long and thin. Her hips were a little bigger and her chest had grown out slightly. Her waist was still small, but she looked as if she'd aged ten years in a single moment.

Karam studies her image, "Maybe a little too thin. I was also hoping for something a little older..." Karam glanced around the room. There was only a couch left in the room, which was too large. After a second she spotted a small stand next to the couch. "Perfect."

She'd gotten the majority of her mass from the chair, so if she could just add a little more... She grabbed the small table and pulled it next to her in front of the mirror, it was just tall enough for her to set her hand on top of it as she stood.. She cocked her head at her appearance, "Okay, a little more in the chest, more leg and certainly more hip..." As she spoke, her appearance changed- almost as if it were obeying her. "Add a little more shape and taa-da!" Karam's words were lively but her voice was flat and boring. It was obvious, that despite the never-before-seen magic she'd just performed she wasn't feeling excited in the least bit.

She took a few more minutes gliding her fingertips over her body. In some parts she tightened to make it more youthful, in others she thinned or muscled up to add toning. She even changed her face.

Instead of the large, seductive eyes she would have grown into she narrowed them into beautiful almond-shaped eyes and thickened her lashes. A few millimeters onto the top of her little nose and thinner(after all, she couldn't be too perfect), but still full and luscious, lips. Her last touch for her base was higher cheekbones and a smaller chin. Even Karam had to admit her good work at this point. She looked like a model- perfect. "Maybe a little... TOO perfect?" After a thought she drug her finger down her chest at a slant. A nasty, large scar appeared. "Gross. Perfect." Karam nodded emotionlessly.

She looked down at what was left of the table. There was almost half left, which was far too strange to leave behind. Her hand that'd been on it the entire time was the only thing holding it up. Of course, she could always remake it but she had a better idea.

Karam bent down and gently touched her other hand to the table. When she pulled it away a string, almost like it was drawn to her, stretched out between her hand and the stand. Karam's hand pulled away, leaving the strand crossing past her in the mirror. She moved her hand up slightly and the string stretched and covered her front. Only a moment later Karam had woven herself a flowing, simple dress. It was thin, with accents on it converging at the top of the dress. The skirt was vaguely transparent through the light giving it a hint of sexuality but the skirt itself was a single layer and wide. Meaning that it would flay outwards as she moved but as she stopped and were to, say, sit there wouldn't be extra fluffing fabric she'd have to worry about.

For the top she boldly created a low V-neck, showing proudly the scar on her chest. The opening slid down near her belly button, showing its entirety. The scar, about 20 centimeters long the top just misformed the top of her right breast.

Karam glanced at her hair. It was light blonde. She drew the color from her hair to sweep it into her clear skin to give it a healthy glow. Karam didn't bother changing her red eyes. Those she was truly happy to have. Even if she couldn't feel happiness anymore.