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Fey realised he was right, she did feel larger, she was growing. Not much, just a fraction of an inch, but it was noticeable. She squirmed as the feeling rushed through her. She would be lying if she said she didn't enjoy the sensation. She was distracted however by what was happening to the man, already he had lost an inch of height and was rapidly losing more. The centaur looked on wide eyed as the man before her seemed to drain, his muscles dwindling and syphoning away, his body becoming softer and smaller, even his bones were shifting, his face becoming less angular and more rounded. She gasped and let go of the man as the stubble fell from his cheeks and his wrinkles seemed to lessen. He'd lost nearly a foot of height by the time the change stopped.

He looked down at his body wide eyed. He looked like a younger man. Suddenly desperate he pulled forward his now slack trousers and looked down at his private parts.

"Oh my god! What have you done to me?! It's like a nub!!!" His voice cracked and peaked as he spoke.

"I- I don't know!"

The man held up one trembling hand and balled his fist, once, twice. His mouth fell open.

"My anti-magic, it- It's gone!"

Behind them a dumpster exploded. Garbage and bits of wood flew into the air before freezing in place mid arc. In the center a mud smeared gnome rose from the ground, a look of terrible fury on her face.

"OI CUNT!"

The trembling pseudo young man turned to her, his fist still held helplessly up. He gave her a nervous ingratiating smile.

"Uhm, hi?"

"I will fucking destroy you, you fucking tubesteak!" howled the gnome.

"W-wait, this isn't fair!!! THIS ISN'T FAI-!" He screamed as a dumpster's worth of garbage meteored into him and slammed him headfirst into the dirt.

The three other men bolted. Flora moved through the air with her arms outstretched, various bits of trash orbiting her like some kind of goddess of garbage. With a vicious snarl she twisted her hand and the three fleeing men face planted into the ground, another flick of her hand and they began to be pulled backwards by their feet screaming, their hands clawing at the ground ineffectively trying to get away.

"You're pretty good at healing, right Fey?"

"Uhm, yes?"

Ellaria held up her hand and a three foot wide fireball bloomed above her head colouring the tight packed buildings with orange light.

The anti-mage was crawling from the pile of garbage he had found himself under, a hand held to his face where a nasty gash sheeted blood. He only had a moment to scream before everything was fire, and then he really began to scream.

"Ella! I can't heal him if he's dead!"

The elf tutted but snapped her fingers and the fire extinguished. The man's clothing was gone and his skin was bright red and cracked. He writhed on the ground in agony, small choked off whimpers the best he could get out from his seared lips.

Fey trotted over to him as the other three men were lifted into the air screaming, their clothes being torn piece by piece from their bodies.

Despite being in horrible torment the man with a sort of young man's body still had enough of his senses about him to try and scramble back fearfully as Fey approached. He failed of course, as he was in too much pain to have any real control over his faculties.

Fey crouched down and held out her hands over his burns, green light illuminated the man and his skin began to heal. While doing this the centaur had a pretty good view of what she had done to the man before he was temporarily immolated. His body had seemingly regressed, as though he had had the sexual maturity sucked right out of him leaving him looking younger as a side effect. He fainted halfway through the healing to Fey's relief, she wasn't sure she was comfortable with the sheer blind terror in those eyes.

A few feet away a naked man was smashed through a door, still screaming. Fey sighed and finished healing up the burnt anti-mage leaving him pink skinned and curled up in the fetal position in the mud.

She trotted over to Ellaria who was standing over a pile of gathered clothing with a fiery look in her eye. She lifted her hand and a cone of fire obliterated the clothing turning it to ash.

"Ella, I think Flora's going to go too far."

"They would deserve it."

A man suddenly flew past their heads, his limp body crashing through a shuttered window.

Fey raised an eyebrow at her.

"Fine. Won't be much use if we're wanted for murder I suppose, even it's scum like this."

She turned to the gnome who was cackling as she pushed one of the men's heads into a steaming pile of horse manure.

"Flora, take it down a notch, we're out of here."

"Fuck you. I'm not stopping until I break a foot off in one of these assholes arseholes!"

"If you don't stop I'll dock your share from the reward. I'm serious."

"Bitch! That's mine!"

However, the gnome did stop, ending by slamming the man face first into a fresh pile of dung. Fey was pretty sure he was openly weeping and trying without success to vomit.

"Aww, but I didn't get a turn!" said Vivi mopily.

"Next time make yourself useful and we won't end up in that situation."

The vulpine pouted. "I was about to until Fey over here sucked the manliness out of that anti-mage. What was that even?

The band turned to Fey.

"I- I don't know, I was just touching him and then everything went black and I saw what I think was a part of him get absorbed into a part of me…"

Ellaria raised an elegant eyebrow. "Really now? And that part was what? His masculinity? his puberty? His magic?"

"Yes! All of it, I think. I think… I think all of that, every last bit of that white stuff in the dungeon, it's inside me somehow… I saw it… It's big, it's really really big, and it's really really hungry."

"What are you on about? The hell do you mean hungry?" said Flora crossing her arms.

"I can't explain it, it's like there is just so so so much of whatever it is crammed together that it has somehow gained a sense of self, a basic animal instinct."

"That's... worrying, and a little disturbing," said Ellaria.

"I know! I need it out! I can't go on like his! Gods know what it will do to me!"

"Well we know what it's doing to you, it's making you grow bigger and be more attractive and cum buckets. Seems like it has a pretty straight forward intent."

Fey bit her lip. "But when does it stop? Where does it end!?"