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AI art "Magic Potions (Chapter 4)" with user description "Hi everyone! Here's chapter 4 in Ankha & Tara's story!

— Story time —

Tara finally got hold of her old friend, who might be able to help with Ankha’s nightmares. She lives far away, but she offered them to stay at her dorm room for the weekend once exams were finished.

“Hey, Ankha—wake up. We’re almost there.”

Ankha stirred in the passenger seat and blinked at the coastal city spreading across the horizon.

“Whoa. She lives THERE? Why have we never visited?”

“Because it took ten hours,” Tara said, voice teasing. “Not that you noticed. You were dead to the world the whole way.”

“Sorry. First decent sleep I’ve had in weeks. Credit to your driving, I guess.”

Just before they reached the city limits the car's navigation started acting up.

“Connection lost? Great. Please help me look, Ankha. She said the academy has a huge clock tower.”

After more than an hour of circling, they finally spotted it. They parked and walked toward the imposing building, stopping under the carved sign.

“College of the Magical Arts,” Ankha read. “That explains why you never told me what she studies. You sure this is a good idea?”

“No turning back now.”

Inside they found a vast library hall. Ankha looked around, disappointed.

“I expected something more… magical? This just looks like a regular library.”

Tara ignored the comment and asked for directions to the dorms. Soon they stood in front of a red door marked 'R. Caldwell'.

Tara knocked. The door drifted open. “Runie? We’re here!”

No answer. They stepped inside. Shelves full of glass bottles with brightly colored liquids lined the walls.

“Are all of these magic potions?” Ankha whispered.

“Don’t touch anything. We have no idea what they do.”

Ankha wandered anyway—until a small green slime bounced into view on a desk.

“Tara, look! He’s adorable!” She poked it gently. The slime jiggled happily.

“I JUST said don’t touch anything! It could be dangerous!”

“Dangerous? This cutey?” Ankha kept poking.

“Maybe we should leave a note and come back later.”

As Tara reached for a pen, the door creaked again. A girl in a purple witch outfit stood in the doorway.

“RUNIE!”

“TARA!”

They collided in a tight hug.

“How were exams?”

“Mostly fine—I’ll explain later. You’re over an hour late. I thought you’d gotten lost inside the acadamy, so I went looking.”

“My navigation died the second we hit the city. We had to find this place the hard way.”

“That tracks. Tech’s been acting weird lately. Something in the air, maybe.” Runie turned to Ankha with a bright smile. “And you must be Ankha. Nice to meet you! I see you’ve already made friends with Gooey. He’s usually shy around strangers.”

“Hi, Runie. Thanks for having us. So the little guy's name is Gooey, huh?”

At the sound of his name the slime launched itself off the desk. Ankha yelped, stumbled backward, and crashed into a shelf. A purple bottle tipped and poured its contents over her.

Purple smoke exploded outward. When it cleared, Ankha’s ears and tail were gone. Her fur had vanished. She stared at her suddenly smooth, human hands in horror.

“What—where are my ears? My tail? My FUR?”

Runie clapped a hand over her mouth. “Don’t panic! I have a reverse potion somewhere—Oh, why don’t I ever label these?” She scrambled through bottles. “Orange? No, that's for underwater breathing… Maybe this white one?" She snifs at the bottle and her face quickly sours. "Nope! That's the milk I forgot to finish last week—ugh—aha!” She grabbed a round yellow flask and spun around.

As she started to walk over to Ankha, her foot caught the carpet and she pitched forward. The bottle flew from her hand and smashed square in Tara’s face.

Yellow smoke bloomed. When it faded, Tara stood transformed into a full lioness-girl—mane, tail, claws, and all.

Ankha took one look and burst into helpless laughter, tears streaming down her face. “It even took your clothes! That expression when the bottle hit your face was priceless!”

Tara’s ears flattened. She turned to Runie, who was still searching the floor for her glasses.

“Runie, are any of these potions dangerous?”

“N-no! We’re not allowed to keep harmful ones in the dorms, but—”

“That's all I needed to know.”

Tara seized an open red potion and flung it at Ankha. Red smoke erupted. Ankha emerged as a scarlet demongirl. And now her clothes were gone too.

“Hey! That was on purpose!”

“You think? Not so funny now, is it?” Tara grabbed another bottle and dumped it over herself. Blue smoke swirled; she became a sleek water sprite.

The two of them stalked toward each other, already arguing about whose fault the whole mess was. Runie finally found her glasses, stood up, and surveyed the chaos of the spilled potions, and the two furious, transformed girls in the middle of her dorm room.

She let out a long, weary sigh. This wasn't how she'd envisioned reuniting with her dear friend after such a long time...

— To be continued —

A big thank you to @usagi77 for allowing me to work with his OC Runie! ❤️"

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38 minutes ago

This was really good ❤️❤️❤️

OPabout 1 hour ago

As promised! I reached the 1K, so here is chapter 4 in Ankha & Tara's story! I hope you can all enjoy it! @zerogroupe21 @doggomage @thoughtzi @octavian @heihund @cef_ultra @warmicestudios @parda @poly7 @barry915

BetterWaifu31 minutes ago

Bravo!👏 Great job Terror 1000 followers well deserved🔥 Welcome to the 4 digit club my friend 🤝 Took longer than it should've that's for sure

34 minutes ago

Nice love it! 🔥🔥🔥

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Magic Potions (Chapter 4)

Hi everyone! Here's chapter 4 in Ankha & Tara's story! — Story time — Tara finally got hold of her old friend, who might be able to help with Ankha’s nightmares. She lives far away, but she offered them to stay at her dorm room for the weekend once exams were finished. “Hey, Ankha—wake up. We’re almost there.” Ankha stirred in the passenger seat and blinked at the coastal city spreading across the horizon. “Whoa. She lives THERE? Why have we never visited?” “Because it took ten hours,” Tara said, voice teasing. “Not that you noticed. You were dead to the world the whole way.” “Sorry. First decent sleep I’ve had in weeks. Credit to your driving, I guess.” Just before they reached the city limits the car's navigation started acting up. “Connection lost? Great. Please help me look, Ankha. She said the academy has a huge clock tower.” After more than an hour of circling, they finally spotted it. They parked and walked toward the imposing building, stopping under the carved sign. “College of the Magical Arts,” Ankha read. “That explains why you never told me what she studies. You sure this is a good idea?” “No turning back now.” Inside they found a vast library hall. Ankha looked around, disappointed. “I expected something more… magical? This just looks like a regular library.” Tara ignored the comment and asked for directions to the dorms. Soon they stood in front of a red door marked 'R. Caldwell'. Tara knocked. The door drifted open. “Runie? We’re here!” No answer. They stepped inside. Shelves full of glass bottles with brightly colored liquids lined the walls. “Are all of these magic potions?” Ankha whispered. “Don’t touch anything. We have no idea what they do.” Ankha wandered anyway—until a small green slime bounced into view on a desk. “Tara, look! He’s adorable!” She poked it gently. The slime jiggled happily. “I JUST said don’t touch anything! It could be dangerous!” “Dangerous? This cutey?” Ankha kept poking. “Maybe we should leave a note and come back later.” As Tara reached for a pen, the door creaked again. A girl in a purple witch outfit stood in the doorway. “RUNIE!” “TARA!” They collided in a tight hug. “How were exams?” “Mostly fine—I’ll explain later. You’re over an hour late. I thought you’d gotten lost inside the acadamy, so I went looking.” “My navigation died the second we hit the city. We had to find this place the hard way.” “That tracks. Tech’s been acting weird lately. Something in the air, maybe.” Runie turned to Ankha with a bright smile. “And you must be Ankha. Nice to meet you! I see you’ve already made friends with Gooey. He’s usually shy around strangers.” “Hi, Runie. Thanks for having us. So the little guy's name is Gooey, huh?” At the sound of his name the slime launched itself off the desk. Ankha yelped, stumbled backward, and crashed into a shelf. A purple bottle tipped and poured its contents over her. Purple smoke exploded outward. When it cleared, Ankha’s ears and tail were gone. Her fur had vanished. She stared at her suddenly smooth, human hands in horror. “What—where are my ears? My tail? My FUR?” Runie clapped a hand over her mouth. “Don’t panic! I have a reverse potion somewhere—Oh, why don’t I ever label these?” She scrambled through bottles. “Orange? No, that's for underwater breathing… Maybe this white one?" She snifs at the bottle and her face quickly sours. "Nope! That's the milk I forgot to finish last week—ugh—aha!” She grabbed a round yellow flask and spun around. As she started to walk over to Ankha, her foot caught the carpet and she pitched forward. The bottle flew from her hand and smashed square in Tara’s face. Yellow smoke bloomed. When it faded, Tara stood transformed into a full lioness-girl—mane, tail, claws, and all. Ankha took one look and burst into helpless laughter, tears streaming down her face. “It even took your clothes! That expression when the bottle hit your face was priceless!” Tara’s ears flattened. She turned to Runie, who was still searching the floor for her glasses. “Runie, are any of these potions dangerous?” “N-no! We’re not allowed to keep harmful ones in the dorms, but—” “That's all I needed to know.” Tara seized an open red potion and flung it at Ankha. Red smoke erupted. Ankha emerged as a scarlet demongirl. And now her clothes were gone too. “Hey! That was on purpose!” “You think? Not so funny now, is it?” Tara grabbed another bottle and dumped it over herself. Blue smoke swirled; she became a sleek water sprite. The two of them stalked toward each other, already arguing about whose fault the whole mess was. Runie finally found her glasses, stood up, and surveyed the chaos of the spilled potions, and the two furious, transformed girls in the middle of her dorm room. She let out a long, weary sigh. This wasn't how she'd envisioned reuniting with her dear friend after such a long time... — To be continued — A big thank you to @usagi77 for allowing me to work with his OC Runie! ❤️