Smiling in delight at the gift she had given her mother, a new youthful vigour, perfect health along with beauty. Even if Brynn knows her mother won't notice the change, thinking she has always been that way, it still warms Brynn's heart knowing she can give her mother a better life, not that there was anything wrong with their current lifestyle, well, aside from her odd aunt.
Looking at the uncomfortable clothing she is currently wearing followed by promptly taking them off, releasing her large assets from restraint, an idea comes to her mind. An idea she had read in a marvel symbiote fanfic recently, the symbiote in question could absorb clothing and replicate it, allowing its host to change clothes in seconds.
pulling out a notebook she begins to write the idea down, writing ways for more possible functions. Spending an hour going through the idea she finally has come to a result of the thing she wants. So pulling out the book she writes.
/Create a mindless symbiote, that includes: No weaknesses or needs | Clothing Absorption and Replication | Host has total control over the symbiote | Hardening | Fireproof | Self-drying | Reproduction | Impact Resistant | Tear Resistant/
The writing began to glow and fade away as an oily black symbiote manifests into existence in front of Brynn floating for a second before falling on the desk with a meaty *slap* acting like something made of jelly. Studying it closely Brynn notices it doesn't move at all no matter how close she was to it, she also pokes it with some of her stationary before finally putting her hand on top of the surprisingly cold symbiote, a feeling similar to sticking your hand on dry raw meat.
As her hand rests on the mindless symbiote, tendrils shot out from the creature and are absorbed into her skin, a warm staticky feeling is produced throughout the area where the tendrils are latched and this continues to grow throughout her as the symbiote becomes actives and starts absorbing itself into her body.
*Ahh*
A relaxed moan escapes Brynn's mouth as the symbiote fully assimilates itself into her body, a moan someone might release when getting into a warm bath filled with muscle-relaxing soaps after a hard day of work. Sitting there for a few minutes she lets the feeling sink in and as soon as it does so she could feel a connection to the symbiote.
Testing her control over the symbiote, first, she imagines claws and imposes her will onto the symbiote, watching as oily black tendrils ooze out of her fingertips before solidifying into black claws with white patterns that resemble veins on one of her hands, using her other hand she grabs a pencil and brings it to one of her claws before using the claw to slice through it with no resistance whatsoever.
Dismissing the claws, she repeats the same experiment with a dagger and an axe respectively, cutting the pencil into multiple small pieces. Throwing the pencil bits in her bin, Brynn moves on to test the clothing absorption and replication power, she grabs a white low hanging shirt and a black mid-thigh length tight skirt as well as a set of purple lacy bra and panties and wills the symbiote to absorb them, and as it does so the weird sight of clothes being absorbed by an oily black tendril coming from Brynn's skin could be seen.
After the absorption is done Brynn wills the symbiote to cover her in her clothes, oily black tendrils coming from her skin comes together to form the previously absorbed clothing that now, however, fit her.
Moving to her mirror Brynn admires her new body and the clothes she is wearing, especially the tight skirt that just accentuates her large rump and shows her slim waist and slender hips. As Brynn continues to admire herself she notices the fat she still has, causing those plump beautiful lips to form a pout that could knock out the straightest of women. "Now that won't do" She sensually speaks to her mirror self before moving back to her desk where she picks up a pen and opens her book writing.
/Create a pill that enhances the consumer's health and fitness to the peak in all aspects/
The words glow, fade and a pill materialises, a pill that is swiftly swallowed by Brynn who is paralyzed as the feeling of muscles shifting and tighten is produced and goes on for a few minutes before they settle down. Once they do Brynn can move again and promptly does so by moving to her mirror and making her clothes disappear, this time as she admires her body even more as in place of the previous fat was a defined muscle tone all over her body while retaining the softness of her large perfectly shaped breasts, her butt while maintaining its jiggliness is now well defined enhancing its sex appeal as well, causing her to bit into her plump lips as she lusts at the sight of her own body.
While admiring herself Brynn is overtaken by mental exhaustion that causes her to stagger slightly, shaking her head she decides to go to sleep and fully process the day she has had, from finding out she had been cheated on, finding a book that can alter and create everything, changing her appearance, enhancing her mother, creating a symbiote and consuming a pill that changes her entire physique.
'I know I could write a pill that removes and prevents mental exhaustion but I really just want to have a nice sleep in my bed and my book isn't going anywhere.' she reassures herself as she lays down and tucks her nude body under her purple sheets that covered her queen-sized bed, eyes slowly closing as soon as she lays her head on her pillow, sleep rapidly consuming her senses.
(Many Hours Pass)
A light pitter-pattering of rain produced by the grey morning clouds and the strong sound of wind whistling greeted Brynn who was being shaken awake by her mother, as she slowly opens her blurry eyes, the morning light blinding them, as her eyes adjust to the light she is greeted by the sight of the most beautiful woman other than herself she had seen. "Who!.. Mom?" Brynn asks curiously, mind still moderately asleep.
"Yes, it's me baby girl. It's time to wake up we are going shopping remember? and you have to get ready" Pamela responds to her sleepy daughter chuckling, lovingly stroking her daughter's beautiful face, chuckling even more as her daughter puts a hand on her own, before sleepily telling her "I love you mom"
"I love you too baby girl" Pamela informs her daughter as she gets up and leaves the room "Oh and I left some of my clothes on your chair if all of yours are too small to be worn." She says as she closes the door, allowing her daughter privacy.