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The best part about this? Your fate is completely your own.

It was you who said, if I recall the phrasing correctly, "fat girls are unfuckable."

A little bit of full-order magic must have realized how...ahem...celibate you are, and concluded by your own 'logic' that you were a fat girl at heart, thus making your new form official.

And oh boy, oh boy oh girl, did we warn you: 'Don't have sex. You can't. You won't like what happens if you do. You made your unfuckable-fat-girl bed, now stay horny in it.' And you lasted all of...what...2 nights?...Before you decided to ignore the advice of literal fae and demons.

All because you wanted to get your pussy plumped. So then, I need to stress, it wasn't even a curse. You simply became a paradox in the eyes of the universe. And...well, I'm sure you can figure out the rest, Miss Magically Imbued Lead.

Have you even seen yourself yet? I bet the old you has a million shitty things to say about...or, to...this exact statue.

So, tell you what. I'm going to go grab a mirror, and when I say something about you, you can think of something yourself about the "landwhale" in the mirror. Of course, you can't actually talk, but it'll be like we're playing along!

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Half-waking idea.

Don't let the language fool you, she loves what she sees and so do I. Perhaps in time, he will too.