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02:32, 29th March 2024 (GMT+0)

Metamorphosis

Eye of newt and toe of frog, Wool of bat and tongue of dog.
Adder's fork, and blind-worm's sting. Lizard's leg, and owlet's wing.


It took her weeks of research to even understand that these were not really bits of animals, living or dead, but actually ancient names for parts of plants. Eye of newt was mustard seed, for instance. Toe of frog is just a buttercup, wool of bat is holly leaves, and tongue of dog is houndstongue -- an herb.

And on and on, the ancient books of lore were always full of misdirection and muddled thinking, but slowly, carefully she began to puzzle them out, see through the distractions and sift out the various kernels of true knowledge.

Her first spell summoned a homunculus, a pint-sized creature of moron level intelligence that was nevertheless very eager to please her. His hands were big with fat fingers and his tongue was long and skilled. He was a bit small, but he could get excited at an instant's notice, and he pleased her all night long until the first rays of sunlight banished him back to the nether world from which she had summoned him.

This creature gave her pleasure for many weeks, but she soon realized that all she had created was an animated, rather ugly, Ken doll. What she wanted, deep down, perhaps even more than she wanted the physical pleasure, was to be desired. To be seduced.

And the more she looked at herself in the mirror, the more she realized that something was going to have to change. And that was going to require a much higher order of infernal being to grant her desires.

She went back to the books.