Rarity sat in her home thinking about how perfect she was. These self-absorbed thoughts came with increasing frequency the past few days. Of course they were there before, but never like this. She had been able to suppress that part of herself so her friends rarely saw it. The normal Rarity had been changing too. Being around her friends had made that part of her smaller and smaller. But now it was coming back with a vengeance.
Rarity smiled to herself as the latest thought came into her head about how perfect her body was and how everyone should love it. “Oh yes, everypony should worship me! I need all of their attention at all times. I can’t BEAR to go a day without being worshipped! What is a goddess like me going to do??” Rarity paced around her room and wondered how she would make everypony see how irresistible she was. She was lost in thought when she tripped on an old spellbook. “What is this? Oh...I remember now. Twilight gave it to me.” She said aloud. She liked talking to herself more lately because she loved how her voice sounded. Yes, she was becoming extremely self-obsessed. “Let’s see what’s in it,” she said and opened the book. She recognized a few spells in the book. Some that she had used but mostly what Twilight had used. Rarity wasn’t much of a spellcaster. She could do it of course, but her passion had always been fashion. She believed that magic was something not worth her time—unless she could use it to help her make dresses. She still had this opinion now until she saw one particular spell- Want It, Need It. She had a flashback to when Twilight used it on her stuffed animal and made everyone go crazy for it. People really seemed to be...obsessed with it. A dark smile spread across Rarity’s face. “That’s it! I will cast it on myself and everypony in Ponyville will be completely obsessed with me!” Rarity giggled. She was giddy with joy now. She put the book on the ground and did the incantion. It was surprisingly easy. She felt her whole body tingle as the spell did its work. After a few seconds, Rarity felt it stop. “I don’t feel any different,” she said. Looking at herself in the mirror, Rarity did notice a few changes. Her ass seemed bigger. Way bigger. She was definitely bottom-heavy now. Her face also looked a bit cuter, with bigger eyes and longer eyelashes. She batted them playfully and giggled at how perfect it looked. Rarity, being so completely obsessed with herself already, wasn’t affected by the spell, which meant that she didn’t realize the potency of what she had done to herself. She didn’t understand what lengths other ponies would go to to have her. But Rarity, of course, wasn’t thinking logically. She was just thinking with her immense ego.
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