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"understated." The butterfly, mostly in outline but subtly shaded so that k
still gave the effect of a solid drawing with gossamer thin wings, used the
breasts as the upper wing foundation, blue lines coming off from the wing,
tips and onto the breasts, circling the nipples and making them appear
perfectly round. The wings, outlined in the blue of the eyes, curved down to
the navel in which was mounted a matching blue gem, then back out along the
hips and back in.
The "head" was the pubic hair, dyed to match the new hair color. While it
seemed almost an outline, the faint solidity of the wings actually contained
hints of many colors, perhaps a very complex pattern depending on how the
light caught it or the angle from which it was viewed. The complexion of all
the skin, even that untouched by the design, seemed almost wet, glisteny and
soft and perfectly smooth. The breasts were the same C cup size, but they
seemed rock hard, incredibly firm, and far more prominent. Sam's sagged and
drooped, which helped with the boy disguise. There was no way to disguise
these, though. They were as firm as a-statue's.
There wasn't a sign of body hair anywhere except pubic hair and even that
seemed manicured, and even the duplicate of Sam's old appendix scar was gone.
There wasn't a blemish on this body. Not any of Sam's freckles, not a mole or
anything.
The fingernails were so smooth and long and perfect they had to be artificial;
they had been painted to match the blue of the eyes and the butterfly and had
to be an inch or more long.
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The toenails were also smooth and painted to match, although trimmed.
More jewelry had been added, to match the earrings. Bracelets and anklets of a
twisted braid design, loose but firmly on, and with no sign of any seam
showing, and a matching, loose-fitting collar.
Sam knew from seeing her back earlier in the morning that there was another
butterfly, same color but different style, cape-like on her back, perfectly
following the natural curves and folds of the body as did the one on the
front.
The colors were bright, vibrant, not at all like tattoos, but Sam had to
wonder if this stuff came off.
One thing was for sure. Sam had always had a kind of androgynous look to her,
very male in the face and female in the body. Charley had not one trace, one
hint, of anything masculine remaining in her looks.
Charley was gonna shit bricks when she saw herself.
"Charley," she called, gently shaking her friend. "Charley-wake up! It's
me-Sam."
Charley smiled sweetly and moved a little but did not wake up. It had to be
some kind of drug. They'd passed some drugs in the wine last night-that was
for sure.
Probably more here to make her cooperative and not prone to waking up
inconveniently and maybe trying to run away.
Sam heard a sigh behind her and whirled. Boday was stirring again, pulling her
legs up and rubbing her temples with her long fingers. She stopped suddenly,
looked up across the room, and saw Sam.
Instantly a look spread over her face that could only be described as ecstasy.
It was the kind of look one might give when seeing God face to face. "Boday
loves you," she whispered in a soft, throaty, sexy voice. "Boday worships you.
She grovels at your feet. Whip her, chain her, beat her, but she will always
worship you."
Well, that settled that. The black bottle was the love potion.
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"Command her! Take her! You are her world, her life. Nothing matters but you!
The world revolves about you!" Boday continued in that tone. She got on her
hands and knees and crossed to where Sam stood, not knowing quite what to do
next, and, without any warning, the artistic alchemist started kissing Sam's
feet.
Sam felt embarrassed and pushed her away. "Stop that!"
"Yes, yes, Master. Command me! I instantly obey!" The alchemist scurried back
and seemed to be almost whimpering with delight.
Holy shit! That was some potion! was all Sam could think of right off, but
then she suddenly began to understand the possibilities.
"What about my friend? What have you done to her?" Sam asked.
"Made her beautiful. That is what Boday does. Creates beauty. She was easier
than most. I can see why one of Master's greatness would seek her."
"The way you made her look-that is permanent?"
"Oh, yes, Master, kind Master whom Boday loves. She is beautiful, exotic. One
gets so few with fair skin in this region. Do you approve?"
The way the alchemist was speaking and acting Sam thought she was going to
have an orgasm all by herself.
"What about-the inside? Have you given any potions to change her brain?"
"No. Well, a few little things to make sure it all remains true. to the
artistic vision, but not thought, not memory, not personality. The art must be
fixed first. See." She rolled and pointed to a small line of bottles. "These
change the body chemistry so the body renews itself in my design. Only then,
after twelve hours with nothing else ingested, are the potions for love,
obedience, and the rest given. Boday was preparing to do it when you came into
her life.
The girl is still a work in progress."
Well, that was a relief. Charley might not.like the work of art Boday made
from her-but maybe she would-but at least nothing important had been screwed
up.
She'd been in time! Just barely-from the looks of that potion's effect on
Boday.
"Do you remember why you feel the way you do towards me? Do you remember?"
"Oh, yes, Master. Boday drank her wonderful potion-as you commanded."
"It don't make no difference that it was that?" "Oh, no, lover, God in the
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it's permanent?"
For the first time she showed a bit of her old pride. "Of course, my sweets.
When Boday creates, it is forever! Isn't it wonderful?"
Sam gestured toward Charley. "Can you wake her up- now?" She desperately
needed
Charley right now to help figure out what to do next.
Boday was on her feet, cat-like, engulfing Sam and kissing her, then over to
the workbench. "I obey, Master. Boday lives only for you. Whip her, beat her,
she will worship you all the more." She picked up a small jar and uncorked it,
then held it under Charley's nose. The unconscious girl made a face, tried to
turn away, then suddenly came awake, looking terrified and a little in shock.
She stifled a scream.
"Charley! It's me-Sam! It's okay! It's over!"
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