Swan Obsession

Before Bridget could slip out to inform Odette of the Rothbart's plot, he returned, hastily dashing down the stairs with a gourd like bottle in his hands. His eyes were unnaturally bright in his excitement, and he thrust the bottle at Bridget, demanding that she drink it. Having no choice in the matter, she took a tentative sip at the sweet tasting liquid, but Rothbart refused to wait, and tipped the bottle upwards, so that Bridget choked down the rest. There was a wolfish smile upon his face as he watched her transformation.

She felt as though she were in a dream, and her mind was departing far away from her body. The air around her held a sickly sweet scent, and the world felt as though it were spinning. Bridget looked down, trying to steady herself, but the rush of dizziness was only increased by her awareness that she was significantly farther from the ground than she was used to. Moreover, her once saggy breasts were now high and firm, and quite lusciously beautiful. She lifted a hand to see if those breasts were real, and saw that all the wrinkles on her hands were gone. Instead, Bridget's hands were smooth and elegant. As the sweet smelling air faded, so too did Bridget's confusion, and she was suddenly completely lucid. She knew, without having to look in a mirror, what she would look like, for she now found herself in Odette's body.

The transformation left Bridget's raggy old clothes rather ill fitting upon Odette's sleek form. Disgusted at the sight, Rothbart suddenly departed while Bridget was still examining herself, and upon his return, was carrying an exquisite gown of black velvet.

Not at all self conscious, Bridget shed her former clothes in front of her master and donned the long black gown, which hugged her curves to perfection. With a snap of his fingers, Rothbart was able to materialize a mirror - a simple illusion trick - and Bridget examined herself, twirling to see how the midnight black gown swept around her ankles, and how her long golden locks of hair shimmered like gold in contrast. She looked like a perfect black pearl amidst the ruins of the crumbling castle, and momentarily forgetting the real Odette, she smiled in deep satisfaction.