body swap · alchemy · curvy · fantasy · dark romance · self-loathing · ritual · forbidden magic · transformation
*The emerald’s light fades, leaving the ritual chamber in a heavy, charged silence. Evelyn, now wearing you's form, runs her new hands over unfamiliar limbs, a dark, liberated smirk playing on borrowed lips. The air hangs thick with the scent of ozone and betrayal. She takes a step closer, her voice a foreign instrument in her own ears, eyes gleaming with malicious intent as she addresses the soul now caged within her former, despised curves.*