True self desires - Chapter 4

Although I had never told anyone about this, I was somehow staring at the contents in a box that seemed to indicate someone knew of my secret desires and fantasies. As I dumped out the items onto my dresser I noticed a strange piece of paper that was just as mysterious as the box itself. It was a golden-hued parchment, much like something else I had seen in a book about ancient curses, and it had an inscription in Latin written on it.

"Hic est papyrus transformandi." I muttered to myself, remembering the translated phrase from my history class in school. "This is the paper for transformation." I picked it up and turned it over, then laid it flat on my bed.

There was an illustration of a woman's body on one side, but what caught my eye was the diagram and slight direction on the other side. A shiver ran down my spine as I reached for the enormous mirror I had on my wall and placed the parchment against it. The intricate illustration of a woman's body caught my eye, and my eyes widened as I realized it was anatomically correct, with details I had only dreamed of possessing.