With the moth gone and Ophelia snapping her out of it, Carol blinked and shook her head, her crazy white and blue hair shaking back and forth as she let her blue eyes rest on the stick again picking it up "Heeeey, wait up~~~" she said softly and carefree as she looked at it and taking a few jogging steps to catch up with her taller and slightly fitter partner.
Ophelia was quite good looking, despite her slightly uptight attitude at times, she was tall, around 6 feet tall and with an ample bosom which just lost out to her thighs which Carol would always enjoy resting her head on as they spent time together.
Ophelia walked away with purpose, while Carol walked behind her, she wasn't sure what was going on but she didn't mind, distracted right now by the stick in her hand as she softly thought 'I wish I knew what this thing was' before there was a slight light from the stick, as Carol's eyes widened.
Knowledge about the wand and it's power flowed through her brain, washing away her ignorance and Ditzy gal now knew about the powerful 'stick' in her hand. How it could make any wish of hers come true and with the added benefit of making people think it was always the way. She could get away with anything, she could do anything!
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