"...what?"
"The wand! Right now it can only break things down. That's all I'm good for. But you know all there is to know about the whole process. And your body, made of the philosopher's stone, can straight up ignore some material needs. All of that together in the wand's existing mechanisms will be a match made in heaven!"
Clarisse giggled. Her glee only made the dread that her master felt worse. Cagliostro knew enough about alchemy to understand the theory, and she knew her apprentice well enough to tell that she was telling the truth.
"And then I'll never have to study anything ever again! You got out of that seal thing, you'll get out of this one eventually too. But that'll be long after my time so it doesn't matter. I'll be free to live my life my own way."
"That's insane. I can't believe that a student of mine could turn out to be such an egotistic bitch! A thousand years have passed and you people still-- nonono!"
Cagliostro was zapped again by the wand. Clarisse felt her shrink under her, felt how her own sitting body stopped merely entrapping Cagliostro and started to encompass that puny being. The apprentice applied more pressure, cherishing the feeling of master's whole upper body against her swelling vulva before finding her self-restraint. Clarisse couldn't afford to get distracted when the prize had yet to land upon her hands.
Like a toy, Cagliostro was gripped and and brought back before the intent gaze of her apprentice who was doing her best to focus on what she had practiced many times over the past few months. The wand couldn't help modifying itself, so this last step was all on Clarisse's shoulders.
She focused her energies to reduce the struggling thing in her grip down to its pure essence. Cagliostro's body, mind, and soul all melded together into one golden etherial form. Clarisse slowly brought it down onto the wand's frame... and made them into one. A new golden crystal manifested to being, its essence spreading haphazardly like veins over the teal exterior before the glow finally came to a stop.
The process was complete. The Ouroboros Wand was born, and even its creator could only stare at it in awe. Clarisse's mind tried to come to terms with the limitless potential she held in her hands as she...