Thief in the Night.

Jack lowered himself from the roof and onto the balcony. As he opened the French windows, he felt the rush of fear as his feet hit the floor. However, he’d barely paced across the dark living room before the magic defences were triggered. He felt his clothes turn to dust, and fall to the floor. The magic was only getting started, as he was held immobile, escape an impossibility. He felt his heart race as he felt his skin first tingle, and then start to ripple. His eyes darted around, until he caught his reflection. It was only his frozen form that stopped him from wailing in despair as he saw the lush female form the magic had imposed upon him.
From behind, he heard the slow approving hand clap as the owner entered the room.


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