Issy stared at her reflection in the cracked mirror above the sink. She sighed. Another day at her dead end job, another day of feeling like she was going nowhere. Her days were bad but at least her nights were better. At night, she had Fred.
Fred was her light in the darkness, a kind man who treated her with a gentleness she hadn’t known in years. They had met through a dating app of all things but regardless of how they met, she couldn't have been happier with Fred. His daughter was a different story.
Amber was an 18-year-old whirlwind of disdain, she seemed to make it her mission to torture Issy whenever Fred wasn’t around.
"You know he's never going to marry you, he'll eventually get tired of you and date someone else."
Issy just grinned and bared it, knowing that soon Amber would head off to college and wouldn’t be as much of an issue. Issy still tried periodically to connect with her, wanting to find some common ground but nothing seemed to work.
One night after slaving away making a nice dinner, Issy pushed open Amber’s bedroom door to tell her it was ready.
“Ugh don’t you knock?” Amber said with a roll of her eyes. Issy was about to leave when she spotted a stack of old books near the door. Picking one up she flipped to rough its worn pages.
“Did you used to read these? They were my favourite growing up.” Issy said trying to make yet another connection.
“Yeah I read them when I was like 5, that’s what I’m throwing them out. But by all means take them, they’re written for babies and losers like you.” Amber said with a sneer as she pushed past Issy and left the room.
Frustrated and hurt, Issy grabbed another book from the shelf. “I wish my life was like a fairytale.” She muttered to herself. Suddenly, the book flew open, and a burst of magic erupted from its pages, filling the room with a blinding light.
Issy watched in awe as their modest home transformed into a grand castle. The magic swirled around her, wrapping her in its embrace. She felt a rush of exhilaration as her clothes began to change.
“Oh my gosh! It’s coming true! I’m becoming a fairytale princess!” She said smiling to herself but her clothes weren’t becoming white, they were becoming black and tight. The years fell off of her as her features sharpened, her lips grew fuller, her tits larger, her waist thinner, and her hair turned jet black.
Realization dawned on her, she wasn’t becoming a princess, she was becoming an evil queen. The changes felt too good to resist, and she embraced the darkness, letting it corrupt her soul. As the transformation completed, she noticed the book had changed too. It was now a dark magic spellbook. Issy smirked, feeling a newfound power surging within her.
“Perfect. Just like me.” She mused coolly.
Taking the book in her hands she set off to find Amber, the tables were about to turned. After all, she had to play her role as an evil stepmother now.
