He tried to pull away, but his hand felt heavy, almost liquid. He watched in a mix of terror and fascination as his fingers tapered, his knuckles smoothing out into delicate, pale points. The transformation climbed his arm like a slow-moving tide. His flannel sleeve suddenly felt cavernous, the heavy wool becoming a burden as his shoulders narrowed and sloped.
Finally, the sapphire glow reached his hair. The short, brown strands lengthened rapidly, cascading over his—her—shoulders in rich, dark waves. Mark, now standing as a completely different person, stared into the mirror. The man from moments ago was gone. In his place stood a woman who looked as though she had stepped out of a high-end fashion magazine, her expression one of utter shock. bilibili-sapphirefoxx
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