Her posture straightened. Her breathing evened.
She grew taller—her once-childlike frame stretching to a more youthful, teenage proportions.
Her hips widened into enticing curves, her chest developing into full, perky breasts with dark nipples.
Her waist narrowed, accentuating an hourglass figure, while her thighs thickened invitingly.
Her body grew healthier—stronger—like someone who had finally been allowed to live properly.
Her hair lengthened, becoming smooth and clean. The weight of fear lifted from her eyes.
Her face matured subtly: sharper, more seductive features, with plump lips and those piercing red eyes now holding a spark of confidence.
When the glow faded, Noir blinked up at Aiden, stunned.
"I feel… different."
Aiden nodded approvingly. "That's because you are."
Leona tilted her head. "You look nicer."
Liri blushed but nodded. "You're beautiful, Noir. Stronger too."
Aiden smirked. "System, open clothing store."
A menu appeared.
He scrolled briefly.
