She felt like she was being torn apart. The heat was tearing her asunder and putting her back together. She felt an immense pain, and then...nothing at all. She looked around, now standing strait. She looked down, at her body, she felt strange, slightly taller, perhaps, average, now, and her figure had changed, more...perfect. In fact, she felt perfect, her breasts were just right, round and soft, and her figure was an hourglass, slim waist, and wide, smooth hips.<br/><br/>Her hair was long, astoundingly so. She realized that what he'd said had come to pass, that she'd been changed, but whatever power he'd used had gone a bit further than she'd imagined, she felt more than just what she'd asked for. She looked around, seeing Alastor sitting, and turning to him. She didn't move a muscle, as her hair, on its own, seemed to change, colour, length, type. Suddenly she had short wavy white hair that came down along one side of her face in a thick bang.<br/><br/>"Alastor..." she said, looking at her hand in the moonlight, "you did it..."<br/><br/>She was amazed, and along with that amazement came a realization that she saw everything much more clearly. Her eyes were...purple, it seemed, from their reflection in the water on the floor of the shower. They were bright too.<br/><br/>She looked down at him, not sure what to say, but not really caring much anymore what she said. Did it matter? She gave a slow twirl, and slid down to sit on his lap, sideways.<br/><br/>"Thanks babe," she said, giving him a quick kiss on the cheek.