Sarah pauses at a tattoo, which, at first glance, seems to be an oddly shaped hourglass. Delicate, curving lines reach up and down the shape, forming circlets, interlocking and branching out beautifully.
"I'll take this one," she says, slightly hesitant with uncertainty.
"Excellent, my dear," replies Cordell, rubbing his hands together with unhidden anticipation. Sarah begins to wonder if there is something about this tattoo which Cordell is not telling her. "Now," he continues, picking up the design booklet, "this tattoo is meant to be displayed across the backside of one's hips," he seems to notice Sarah's incredulous expression, "Oh not to worry, dear, privacy is a virtue I honor highly," he looks around, "I'll get my assistant to apply the tattoo --- Gretta!? oh Gretta!"
A shuffling noise comes from behind a doorway in back of the shop. The door opens quickly to reveal a heavyset, youthful dwarfish woman. Cordell turns to her, "ah yes, this one," he says pointing to the page Sarah had turned to. The young dwarf raises an eyebrow, and then nods. She motions toward Sarah and saunters back into the room from which she entered.
Sarah, biting her lip from curiosity, follows slowly. Once she enters, Gretta shuts the door softly, "a'roit, ye'll need tah flip up yer robe er take it off," with an alarmed look on her face, Sarah replies, "what?"
"Well I cannae inscribe yer back without bein' able to see it now can I?" the dwarf girl's husky voice makes the accent even harder to understand.
Sarah leans back and forth uneasily, "um, well...sure," she bends over, beginning to raise up her robe. She raises the robe above her hips, revealing hairless, well shaped legs and a firm rear covered in a simple woman's undergarment.
The dwarf girl snorts, "well a'roity now," Sarah hears the dwarf gathering the ingredients, "good now, I'll begin the enchantin'," immediately, Sarah feels the magic dust being infused across her lower back. Sarah gasps slightly, the magic dust behaves strange, first being hot, then icy cold a moment later. After a moment of this, the dwarf says, "very good, yer done now."
Sarah lets the robe fall, noting that the fabric seems to cling more around her hips and rear, the robe only reaching to her ankles. Sarah gives no thought to this, feeling a bit guilty now for skipping class, and wishing to return to the mage school. As she turns around to leave, she feels her breasts swing out wider and heavier than normal, looking down, Sarah sees that substantially more cleavage is showing through the top of the robe than had that morning. As she stares, transfixed on her larger assets, she notices that her breasts are continuing to swell heavier. As well, she can feel the rear of her robe being stretched tighter and tighter as her hips widen and her buttocks expand.
How hourglassy does she get?
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