A few days have passed since I produce the egg. We're now back at the base, with the egg and me staying neatly in my room. My time is mostly spent sleeping on my bed, hugging the egg tightly like it's some sort of pillow.

I know, I know it's odd. But for some reason, I just simply have to do that. It's like... a compulsion... an instinct, if you will.

The egg has a really nice texture to it; smooth without any bumps that makes it uncomfortable to grope it. It has a nice color too; purple with little star-like dots to it. It emits a warm atmosphere, probably due to the fact that it has a pulsating life inside it.

Aaah, I wish this egg would hatch soon!

And just when I think about that for the hundredth time, a crack forms on the surface of the egg.

O-Oh God, it's happening! The egg is--

Another crack appears. Then another. Then another. Then another. I peek inside but I cannot make of anything since it's too dark.

The egg begins to move on its own, making me release it from my clutch. It rolls off my bed and to the floor, making more cracking noises as it does so.

Then, something pops out from it, opening a hole that is long due.

And that something is a hand. And not just any hand. It's a human hand.

And, judging by its delicate look, it belongs to a female human.

D-did I actually--

I leap off my bed. With my heart thumping like crazy, I help destroying what remains of the outer shell of the egg.

And I did. I really, really did.

I now have a humanoid female for my second body.

I say humanoid since it has pointy ears so it is an elf instead of a human.

The body is really gorgeous, on the level of a beauty of a supermodel or even more. It is, as you would expect, absolutely naked at the moment, so I can see every detail of its body. It has a somewhat small breast, especially compared to Morgan's, but they're perky and look pretty lewd, as if they invite you to grab them. I especially love the way her long blonde hair covers them just enough so that it entices your imagination. Its skin is smooth and creamy white; its cheeks have cute as hell dimples on them; its lips are just made to be kissed; its brown eyes are the epitome of innocence.

"U-uuuu..."

She's waking up!

She blinks a few times before registering that I am standing right in front of her. Then, her expression changes into that of pure joy, as she jumps forwards and gives me a great big hug.

"Master! I am so glad to meet you at last!"

E-eh, what is this girl doing? I don't-- O-oh, right. A second body has its own consciousness too. I've played with the chick before without me controlling it.

"Master! Master!"

I can feel her breasts pressing to my chest. Even they're small, they're still capable of turning me on, what with how perky they are. Her sweet feminine scent doesn't help either.

"Name me Master! Name me!" She looks up towards me, giving me a cute look that I'm weak to.

Oh fine, let's see, your name will be...

"Viola. You're now Viola." I say to her.

"Yay, Viola! What a nice name!" she answers cheerfully. Well, at least she's happy about the name I just thought of in the spur of the moment.

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The girl releases me before she kneels down on her legs and says "Viola the elf, at your service, Master."

Hmm, she can service me indeed "F-fine, then I'll take over your body for a second."

I connect my mind with hers. Then, I inject some of my consciousness to it, overriding hers.

It works perfectly. Now I am in control of her body.

Ah, it works! It works!

Oh, so her mind can still speak. Interesting.

I release my consciousness, returning the driver seat to her once again.

After that little experimenting, I call Grotto, the goblin manservant, to give her some clothes. At first he is confused. Why does a girl suddenly appear in my room? He even thinks she's an intruder at first. But I calm his fears, saying that she is my second body. She is absolutely under my command.

"Very well then, milord. Then, I assume milord will also want me to take the liberty to inform the Queen of this joyful event?"

"Yes, please do." I answer.

After a few moments of waiting, he returns with Morgan in tow. Naturally, she will be curious to see my new body.

"A-a girl?" she gapes in awe.

"Yes, a girl," I answer, "An elven one at that. Maybe this is because I ate those elves back at that forest."

"B-but, you're supposed to evolve into one. Not give birth to one!"

I don't know why she sounds so exasperated for. Having a second body is a great boon. Well, sure, I still can't do magic but I can possess her to do it or just teach her magic so that she can do it herself.

"Anyway, you got the clothes, Grotto?" I ask the little goblin.

"Here it is, milord," the little bugger hands the bundle on his hands over.

'Wait, this is--"

"Yes. It's the same as the elves on that forest had worn," Morgan answers.

True. It's the same indecent green dress the elves had. It even comes with the green striped panties.

Wonder why Morgan has this clothes on her.

Oh well, who cares?

I tell Viola to wear them, which she does so happily. She wears the panties first, which fits nicely on her quite petite butt.

"Ahn~"

The panties suddenly tighten, becoming so form-fitting that I can see her cameltoe clearly. And it now doesn't even cover her butt in the entirety, leaving a little butt crack showing.

"I see the spell works," Morgan says. "It's a spell that adjusts clothes to the wearer's size."

She says the wearer's size but the panties now look like it's two sizes too small for her!

And is that some blush on her cheeks?

Viola wears the green dress now. And like before, the dress becomes smaller, exposing her small cleavage and her long sexy legs as it ends just right below her butt, with a little glimpse of her green panties on the front and the back.

"How do I look, Master?" Viola says after she finishes putting on the clothes.

"Very cute." I compliment her, which makes her blush and giggle.

After that, our magic lesson begins.