First and foremost, this is a commission done by my friend  Thunderking.

Walking through one of the many alleyways of Pandora City was a certain new magical boy who had found himself in the city for something of a stay. Though his stay was far from uneventful and that was only going to continue as his lone walk was interrupted.

“Hold it, fatty!”

Ty stopped and turned around to a voice that was somewhat familiar to him. Turning to its source he remembered why it was and who exactly it belonged to. The absolutely curvaceous tan girl with hair long enough to give a certain shrine maiden a run for her money would have certainly turned plenty of heads, but while Ty never personally met her, he already knew who Nefertiti Nitocris was. After all, he ate her mother body and soul and the latter meant the mage boy had gained a great deal of information on the offspring of his MILF meal.

“Oh, hey Neffy, was wondering who’d be the first of you I’d run into,” Ty casually greeted.

“Like, shut up, you don’t get to call me that!” Nefertiti said as her scowl furthered and her eyes shifted into a glare.

“Would you prefer ‘Neffers’?” Ty asked back. “Then again, that sounds more like a name for a cow. And with udders like those you fit the bill for it.”

“You know what? We’re totes done here,” Nefertiti said as she already formed a sphere of bright green energy between her hands. “Hope you like being a thong, ‘cause that’s what I’m in the market for.”

“A thong? I thought you’d need a new bra given your udders, Neffers.”

“Like, shut up you little shit, I’m gonna-” Nefertiti froze for a moment as her sphere began to grow. “Uh-uh oh.” And then the entire alleyway was engulfed in green for a second before the sound of paper fall and floating in the wind was heard. When Ty regained his sight from the flash, Nefertiti was no longer in the alleyway with him.

Instead there was a massive pin-up poster featuring the Nitocris daughter on it.

“…” He paused in shock and then recalled an important bit of her from Maria’s memory. Nefertiti had the absolute worst control of her magic when her emotions were high. Really made him wonder how she got this far without having done something about that problem, but oh well. A wild smirk broke out across his face. “Having some troubles, Neffers? Don’t worry, I’ll get you fixed up right away.” And then snapped his fingers.

The poster was engulfed in a cloud of pink smoke that puffed into existence from nowhere and it shortly dissipated. But as it began to clear away it revealed that the poster was no more and that a chocolate cake in the shape of Nefertiti’s upper body was in its place. Her hair had been made into a delicious looking cream to go along with her and her face had been perfectly inscribed on her new form and displayed nothing but terror.

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