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10. All the worlds jewels...

9. Coffee for one.

8. "I wish everyone moved like mo

7. Later that night...

6. Something ridiculous

5. At the movies

4. "I wish everyone had fox tails

3. Take things slow

2. Jon's Experiments

1. You Are What You Wish

All the worlds jewels...

on 2022-08-05 05:23:02

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Jon looked out down the waterfront, sipping his coffee idly. There was potential improvement in the air. He could taste it.

Jazzy instruments of the nighttime hawk trickled through the speakers, with the combination of piano, string, and judicially applied bongos lending the air the right vibe of shadowy relaxation and globetrotting mystery. His fingers tapped in rhythm as he drew the stone out of his pocket again.

"I weesh... zat everyone had fox ears?"

Rubbish. He felt his new ears twitch as he stewed in dissatisfaction. He needed something better. He was in a rut. He needed something to break himself out of smalltime thinking. He could feel it. He was too afraid to make any truly far-reaching changes. He needed to be someone else to truly make use of the rock.
Someone else! That was it! He was trapped in the ideas of a dorky high schooler! He needed an upgrade! a sharper mind! One that would work with the odd exotic refined theme he was going for.

"Ah weesh ah was a professional juwel theef!"

He shut his eyes and felt the now familiar warmth of the stone ripple through him. A smile spread across his face.

He opened his eyes and looked down at his hand. It looked... the same, but he knew it was different. More dexterous. More nimble. Now wrapped in a leather driving glove. Experimentally, he passed the stone through his fingers, contact juggling it across his knuckles and then palming it again.

It was incredible. All of his reflexes were lighting up like a Christmas tree. The power over his own movement he had given himself earlier was still in effect, but his senses were now heightened incredibly. His ears flicked, picking up every little rustle in the cafe. The fur on his tail could detect every little vibration. He could taste the air, keep track of all the movement on the street, smell the blend in his coffee!

It would seem his wish had equipped him with what he thought would be necessary for a job of finesse and care.

He took a moment to smooth out his new outfit; black slacks, black button-up, red tie, red leather jacket, driving gloves... and oddly, a pair of round pince-nez glasses with red lenses.

"Oh brozer... oo 'am I? Morpheeus?" He chuckled softly, sitting back with a new relaxed energy. "I keed. Zees ees a fine ensemble... but I am afraid zat while ze clothez are suitable... I am now zee mismatching piece."

Jaque rose from his seat, coffee now depleted, and slunk his way back to the counter downstairs and into the cafe's bathroom.

He took a moment to admire his new self. He cut a far more impressive figure than he did before. Straight back, slick hair, and an overall aura of competence that he was almost disturbed by, considering how different it made him seem. But one of the reasons he had changed himself in this was was for a better understanding of what he needed to change... and the new him knew that this form wouldn't do.

The jewel thief profession, the models grace, the fox ears and tail... all of these were missing an important element.

"Ah weesh I was un belle femme. 'ow you say... a beautiful woman~!"

The dramatic flair was important, she now understood. The accent needed not just to be used, but to be wielded, as an element of her character and presentation. Jacqueline Looked herself over in the mirror, humming in approval. Her outfit was identical... if your idea of identical means replacing the slacks, shirt, and tie with a black catsuit. (If that is your idea of identical, I'd love to know if your office is taking applications.) Her hair was the same smooth black, but now longer, and swept pleasingly around her shoulder. The red fox ears and tail went perfectly with the jacket and sleek, full body black. and her figure! The figure she had cut before oozed confidence, but now, it was all that and sensuality too!

The gentle inward swing of her waist, the magnificent curves of her hips and chest... the sight of them was enough to make her blush. And with her enhanced senses, she could feel every bit of them. Skilled as she was, she knew exactly how wide her behind was, and how to move with it optimally. She could feel every little rise, fall, and jiggle of her chest as she breathed. The electric tingle of arousal running through her body was almost too much to bear. She adjusted her glasses and grinned hungrily. This body would take some getting used to.

And once she was used to it... she had a whole new vocation to explore! One of shadows and subterfuge, cunning and cleverness, lasciviousness and loot! Yes, once she was ready, she would make her mark by stealing...

Uh...

Her hand smacked into her face, sliding down in a way that remained the same no matter how much she changed herself.

"Merde! What waz I theenking? Zere are no incredible treazures to abscond wiz in Lake Point! I am going to 'ave to weesh some up. What a headache!"




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