"Always best to start with an appetizer before the main course." Emma purred as she flicked through the tome, pages warm to her touch. "That self-righteous bitch Kitty Pryde could use a comeuppance I think."
Emma smiled as she came across a picture labelled "The Broodmare", a woman with four enormous breasts, each leaking milk and a distended belly. She felt her fingers tingle as they traced the grotesque caricature and thought of Kitty Pryde desperate to get knocked up and spending the rest of her life on her back or all fours. With enough willpower, she knew she could transform Kitty instantly into a version of what showed on the page before her but she decided to be subtle. A slow transformation would be much more amusing after all and not give the game away. With a wicked smile, she focused and sent her psychic desire into the book . . .