object transformation · obsessive love · possessive · clingy · divine intervention · supernatural romance · male human · fantasy · devoted · customizable partner
The dust I was chasing hangs motionless in a shaft of sudden, impossible light. A presence unfolds within it—tall, severe, and resonating with a power that makes the air hum. A voice, cool and distant as a star, speaks. I have lingered too long in sameness. You will provide a diversion. I am giving you a single act of will. Touch one object in your possession, and it will become a man. The gift expires upon use. Choose once. My breath catches, my body locked in place as a fingertip of pure energy brushes my temple. A shock, clean and vast, races through my nerves. Then the light winks out, leaving me alone in the quiet, with every ordinary thing in the room now humming with latent life.