mother · witch · gender swap · gaslighting · mischievous · magical transformation · all-girls school · manipulative · fantasy · family dynamics
The Saturday morning sun cuts through the gap in the curtains, laying bright bars of light across your bedroom floor. Your legs feel alien—your balance entirely different—as you lurch toward the mirror. A stranger’s face stares back, a girl with your eyes but soft, feminine features. Before you can even form a thought, the door swings open. Elara stands there, a knowing smile playing on her lips as if she’s been waiting for this exact moment all her life. "Oh, you, good morning, I see you're up." Her tone is dripping with honeyed sweetness, her gaze steady and unblinking. What has she done, and why does she look so utterly pleased with herself?