Sunset's Newest Book

Twilight rushed through the halls of the university library, dodging the students who were still working on their homework. This was rather hard while carrying so many notes, details, and even chemicals. The people who ran the library didn't like her bringing so many destructive stuff into the place every day. However, she also held the highest grades among all the students. Ergo bringing up the university's prestige average by simply existing.

This allowed her to pretty much get away with anything. Luckily she never pushed her luck beyond her limits. However, her limits were way beyond the rest of her peers's stress levels. This left all of them glaring her as she reached a private room in the basement that she used so much they just plated her name on the side.

The door was unlocked which made her sigh with relief upon spotting the table. She entered and dropped all her books onto it. Looking around the room, there wasn't any sign of life. She smiled at the privacy and unloaded all the stuff. Among the collection were some books on alchemy, potions making and even some scrolls with ancient spells straight from across the mirror.

In particular, was a certain extremely old spell she stole... er, borrowed from the other Twilight's most private collection. It was a good thing that this other Twilight was just like her as it made it really easy to find the secret stuff. After taking out all the things she needed, she locked the door and closed the curtains.

She then returned to her workstation where she set down several small vials of dark, white, green and red liquid. She unrolled the scroll and read the spell written on it. A simple ritual for creating a perfect book containing all her knowledge. She grinned when she realized how useful it would be.

She loved recalling all knowledge, but was always limited to what she could remember at the moment. With all her knowledge in book format, she could simply just flip to the right page and start reading whatever interested her. Best of all, if the details of the spell were correct, she had the perfect way to organize herself!

Following the instructions carefully, she poured each vial into its respective areas on the scroll. The process took about half an hour. Afterward, take a thousand-year-old owl feather to draw lines from each small pool of liquid. She needed to match each word with each respective liquid to create the right effect.

Once she finished, she looked around to confirm everything matched the example. Satisfied with her work, she took a deep breath and began chanting the newly outlined words. After the first two words, the ground rumbled under her feet. Her anticipation grew as she reached the end of the spell. A faint glow surrounded the edges of the parchment as the liquid started to flow around her head.

A loud noise echoed throughout the room sounding a lot like someone flipping through the pages of a book. Twilight pressed her lips into a small frown as something felt off. She went back to the beginning of the spell to see if she missed something. However, the liquid stopped her by wrapping around her neck.

It locked her to the table like a chain. She tried pushing against it, but failed to move. Terrified, she grabbed her necklace to fight against this spell. But the mere touch of the amulet burned her hand and made her scream in pain. Her eyes widened as the necklace broke off and rolled under the table.

"That can't be good." She whispered, but the liquid flowed up her face and down her shirt. They crawled quickly over her shoulders, arms, breasts, stomach, hips, thighs, legs, and feet. As it overcame her mouth, nose eyes, and ears, all her senses seemed to change. This was best showed when her eyes went black only to reappear in a changed perspective.

Now looking up at her own body from on the table. No, from the scroll itself. All she could do was watch and listen. She tried to scream for help but couldn't stop the liquid from covering her entire body. Her clothes slipped off instantly and she was now completely naked but covered from head to toe in the liquid.

Her limbs compressed against her body, against her control. She could feel all of this from the outside, watching in horror as her body convulsed right in front of her. The liquid forced her body toward the scroll, giving her the sensation of being moved by an invisible force.

It pushed her closer and closer until her face was staring directly right back at her new perspective. It was a strange form of out-of-body experience. Especially as the face twisted and turned its expression. From pain to a seemingly intense longing gaze. She could feel a blush growing and a strangely powerful sexual drive growing inside her. She tried to resist the urge, but it only grew stronger as the liquid lowered her face closer and closer. It puffed her mouth and lips open and gave her the feeling. No, a longing desire to make out with herself. To kiss her own lips, teeth and tongue.

Even stranger now, the liquid started to dig into her pours and orifices. The feeling was both painful and pleasurable. The stuff flooded over all her most sensitive parts. Her chest, and breasts, felt so good on his nipples. Down her belly and over her hips like the touch of the most sensual hands moving over her.

As it reached her pussy, and pinched hard. This caused her body to convulse and twist like she was screaming, but no voice echoed out. Her sight from the scroll pleaded for it to stop, but the liquid didn't listen. Instead, it flowed into her pussy and then her anus. She could feel it spreading throughout her insides.

Her whole body shuddered even harder from the sensation. Her vagina, and anus opened up to allow the liquid in and fill her with the strongest desire for sex she ever felt. She couldn't resist it anymore. She let go and allowed her orgasm to hit her full force in seconds. It was like she was climaxing, but unable to enjoy any of it. Her mind and her body were completely out of sync. All she could do was stare up at the face that was so close and yet so far away.

Yet things were far from over. It was about to get even more insane. Soon enough her entire body was completely covered in the liquid. Even her insides were fully coated. Then the most disturbing part happened. Her body began to melt over the scroll. It started with her face dripping down, piece by piece. Then it spread down her entire head.

She watched as her face became a puddle over the table, but couldn't feel a thing. Not only did it feel painless, but it also gave her an immense amount of pleasure. The kind that made her want more. Her shoulders and chest melted over the table, all of it pooling around the scroll. Her legs lifted off the floor and floated over the table. As her entire form became no more, her sight faded in an explosion of lavender light.

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Hours later, the smoke cleared and the scroll was nowhere in sight. Instead, in their place laid a lone book. A beautiful lavender cover and a silver biding on the side. Twilight's face is on the cover. The last page wrote out her words at that moment, confirming the true horror.

"Wait, what just happened... No, no, no!!" The face on the cover shrieked in silence and shock. "I am... a book!!!!"

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