Looking down at her changed feet, Myya gets control of herself and starts to chuckle.

Stupid feet.... not a very imaginative Wizard, I mean jeeze, I've been cursed with far worse than big hairy feet before.

Oh Myya, your always like this when you get cursed. A blubbering fool one day and then you realize it's not so bad. Look on the bright side! now when you kick someone it'll really hurt!

Matter of fact... where is that wizard now? I think he needs to have a better "appreciation" of his wonderous gift

Myya hurries off back to the Wizard alcove *knock* *knock*

Mildar's voice booms out over the door "I thought I told you to come back in 3 days time! Insessant slaves get punished for disobeying!"

"I know Mildar, I just wanted to say thank you so much for the enhancement, now when I play soccer with the other girls I'll be the best on the team!"

There's a long pause and silence. Then suddenly the large door opens and Myya is dragged in by an unseen force.

Mildar stands ominously over the girl, looking her up and down "Hmm, I never thought of that as a benifit... I can't have that soiling my reputation! slaves should be punished not rewarded."

Mildar waves his hand and her feet return to normal. "Now just give me a few minutes girl... it's been a while since I've had to think up alternate punishments, and I'm not as young as I used to be"

Myya's ears perk up at that "Oh? I could have sworn you were only 30! so fit and firm" not that I can tell through all your robes and everything

If Mildar could smile, he'd have a quite a grim right about now "Why, I haven't had a good complim...." "wait a minute! flattery won't get you anywhere girl. I am Mildar! the powerful!" lightning bolts shoot from his hands into the air.

Myya falls to her knees, hands clasped together in front of her "Mildar, I know I'm new and all, and I'm sorry about lying to you earlier; but I was wondering If I could be your apprentice. I've always wanted to know magic, even if it's only a little bit"

Mildar stops and begins to ponder "I'll have to talk with the lord of the dungen about that, I'm not sure a slave should have such power. but it would be nice to have a replacement so I could take a vaction every once in a while"

Myya get's up and wanders over to some magical apperatus.

Mildar shouts "don't touch that!" but it was too late, Myya's finger poked a liquid looking black substance suspended in the air over the table. It stuck to her finger and began to flow over her hands, arms onto her body covering her from her head to her toes. Encased in the strange material, Myya felt a tingling over her body, then, just as quickly as it covered her, it seemed to dissapear; leaving her once again naked.

Mildar lets out a audible sigh. "That was an experimental suit, "The Obediance" substance I call it. It was meant to be put on a slave and allow her master control over her body, like she was a puppet. But it had one major bug in it that I just couldn't fix, it couldn't tell who her master was and who wasn't! Yes, that means everyone can control whoever was wearing it."

Myya gasps "but i''m wearing it now... so that means..."

"Yes" Mildar says "your hands are cuffed behind your back"

Myya's hands flew behind her back and seemed to lock together.

"It is a deliteful little suit... and quite a fitting punishment for a naughty girl like you. Now begone! I have much to think about. Oh yes, you'll be in that suit for a long time to come dear, I won't be releasing you any time soon. but I need another punishment for your three days till you come back and answer me correctly. Ah yes, I know. *zaaapp* Myya's hair turns bright pink. That should "attract" some attention!"

"Ohh! Noooo! I'll be punished for sure! please sir, anything but pink!"

And with that Mildar waved his hand and Myya found herself back out in the hallway, Naked save for her collar, her now pink hair, and her hands, which seemed melded together behind her back. It was going to be an interesting time for sure.