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As the mist dissipated, the ethereal transformation unveiled a surprising sight - Lilly, no longer a sprightly fairy, had blossomed into an eight-months-pregnant woman. With a gentle smile, she tenderly caressed her burgeoning belly, a radiant glow in her eyes. In her dulcet voice, she turned to you and whimsically requested a peculiar combination of pickles and peanut butter, her latest craving. In the same breath, she playfully inquired about finding a cozy seat to rest her feet, the chamber transformed by a sprinkle of enchantment into a cozy haven for this extraordinary moment.

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