novelraw Chapter 5
Chapter 5
5. Successfully Transformed into a Witch
"Tell me, why have you come?"
A massive dragon shadow hovered in the air. Before it, Meng Lian seemed as insignificant as a speck of dust.
Meng Lian looked up at the golden dragon shadow, eyes filled with awe.
"I..."
Meng Lian could not answer the great dragon's question. She had already realized this was a Mirage Dragon's dreamscape. She could not reveal her true purpose.
"I see..."
But the Mirage Dragon seemed to have seen through everything. Its massive form coiled, then roared and dove into Meng Lian's body, dissolving into points of light.
Meng Lian's eyes flew open.
"Hah, hah..."
Meng Lian sat up abruptly, gasping for breath. The dream had felt so real, as if a dragon had actually charged into her body.
Still shaken, she patted her chest, but the soft sensation beneath her hand made her freeze.
Wait. Where did this softness come from?
She looked down. A field of white dazzled her, making her dizzy.
Holy... whose huge buns are these? Why are they attached to me?
Meng Lian pinched them in disbelief. The next moment, a strange electric current surged through her entire body, making her delicate frame tremble.
No way...
Her brain finally caught up. She pulled back the covers. Slender, straight legs. Rounded, luscious thighs. The sight made Meng Lian's nose feel warm.
Her gaze drifted upward. Oh, heavens above. What was that? Why was a divine beast snacking on buns?
Meng Lian's nose felt hot. She touched it. Her fingertips came away red.
She rushed into the bathroom and washed away the nosebleed.
Getting a nosebleed from looking at my own body. I really am something.
Meng Lian thought in despair. But when she looked up at the mirror, she stared in a daze.
The girl in the mirror had waist-length hair the color of golden sunlight. Her golden pupils matched perfectly, like the legendary daughter of the sun, child of the Golden Crow descended to earth. Her skin was creamy white, her neck slender and elegant. Her delicate collarbones could stir the most primal desires in anyone. Her expression was blank, her soft red lips slightly parted, like a beauty stepped out of a painting.
This is me?
Meng Lian found it hard to believe. Her small hand touched her cheek. The silky texture confirmed that the girl in the mirror was indeed her.
Meng Lian gazed at her reflection with complicated feelings.
Clearly, she had successfully transformed into a witch.
But she had not expected her witch form to be so alluring.
Meng Lian looked down. She could not even see her own toes. Feeling the weight on her chest, she wanted to weep.
These things must weigh at least four pounds, right?
Sure, the shape was perfect. The color was lovely. They felt amazing too. But besides driving partners crazy in bed, what good were they?
Running a few steps would probably exhaust her. Meng Lian genuinely could not think of any practical use.
Was she really going to have to steal intelligence in bed later?
Meng Lian shook her head. Her long hair swayed, brushing against her skin and tickling her waist. She measured with her hands. Her waist had indeed become slimmer, soft and boneless, like the delicate waist of a serpent spirit.
What a slender branch bearing such heavy fruit.
And her height seemed unchanged. A quick estimate put her at about one point seven three meters. She lifted her thigh and found it still soft and plump. She sighed.
Such a slim waist. Such soft thighs. A slightly rounded belly that showed perfect muscle definition. This body was basically the perfect girlfriend. Too bad it was her own body.
Meng Lian raised her arm, gathered her thick golden hair, turned slightly, lifted her right leg, and struck an incredibly seductive pose before the mirror.
But the next moment, she bent forward slightly. Just from seeing herself in the mirror, her legs had gone weak, and her inner thighs felt damp.
Had she really just gotten aroused by herself?
Meng Lian's face turned red. She bit her lower lip with pearly teeth. Even she thought this was too much.
Getting turned on by looking at yourself. That was definitely perverted behavior.
Meng Lian splashed cold water on her face. The icy touch helped clear her mind.
She purged all the heavily censored images from her brain and walked to the wardrobe. She opened the cabinet door.
Sigh. Was this her fate now?
Inside, besides a set of black lace underwear, there was a blue and white dress. The style looked rather formal, almost like a gown. Additionally, the academy had provided two pairs of black stockings and two pairs of black and blue calf-high boots. They seemed to be part of a matching set.
Meng Lian touched the stockings. The silky texture told her the material was expensive.
She looked at the outfit and hesitated for a long time. Finally, she gritted her teeth, blushed, and started putting it on.
She could not exactly go outside naked.
She rolled up the stockings and slowly pulled them over her calves, sliding them against her skin up to her thighs.
She held up the underwear and bent slightly. It was a bit tight, but manageable. It fits.
She took the dress from the wardrobe, loosened the waist tie, and stepped into it. The lower half was done.
The final step. She picked up the bra. But the next moment, she let out a soft cry of pain.
"Ow, ow, ow! Why is this so tight?"
Meng Lian threw the bra onto the bed in frustration. She had not expected the academy's preparation to be the wrong size.
She looked down at the dress around her waist and felt awkward.
That thing was impossible to wear. If she forced it, she felt like she would suffocate.
So what now? Go without?
Meng Lian looked down at her chest and fell silent.
Why do you have to be so difficult?
Her chest seemed to say: "Question mark. Is it my fault?"
Helplessly, Meng Lian could only pull the dress higher and wrap it around her chest.
Finally, she put on the boots, tightened the waist tie, and walked to the mirror.
Perfect.
Looking at the golden-haired girl in the mirror, Meng Lian snapped her fingers with satisfaction.
The only flaw was that her upper body was currently in a precarious state. She did not dare move too much, afraid the dress might slip and give everyone a free show.
This outfit had no straps. Her collarbones were fully exposed. The only things keeping the dress up were her chest and the waist tie.
Her chest seemed to say: "This family would fall apart without me."
After all that effort, she finally got dressed. Meng Lian now understood how hard it was to be a girl.
But then she saw her messy golden hair and fell into deep thought.
The door creaked open.
Room 404. A black-dressed, golden-haired young woman stepped out. Her long hair was smooth and reached her waist. Beside her ear, a thumb-thick braid circled around, giving her a look that was both innocent and alluring.
Fortunately, she had practice from braiding her younger sister's hair since childhood.
But the thought of her sister made Meng Lian's eyes dim.
She wondered how her sister was doing. Would her sister accept her like this?
Meng Lian did not know when she could return to the Alliance. Before enrolling in the Witch Academy, her contact had only told her to wait for the right moment, with no further instructions. Her chance of returning to the Alliance seemed slim.
Meng Lian pushed aside her uncertainty, closed the door, and prepared to explore. She also needed to buy some proper clothes.
But unexpectedly, the door to room 403 opened. The next moment, Gabriel's surprised voice rang out.
"You... you're Meng Lian?"