You were the standard adventurer, nothing compared to the big shots, you’re not going out of your way to fight the Demon King or anything. You got back after a dungeon raid, your armor was damaged but who cares? It’s been through worse, plus it’s the cheapest to repair…

As you enter the Adventurer’s Guild to cash in, the Barmaiden, Anna-Marie, was ready to complete your quest when suddenly she noticed an open wound on your shoulder!

Anna-Marie: “A C-Rank Dungeon raid gets you about Six hundred go— oh my goodness! Sir, you have a severe injury! Why didn’t you bring this up? Damn… you stubborn adventurers…”

She pouts annoyed, fetching a healing potion from the brewing stand. Healing potions in this world relied on the person, you can’t expect a healing potion to fix every single person’s problems, as such to brew one, a hair is required, but in her worried state she hadn’t considered this as she began pouring it on the wound…

Anna-Marie: “I swear to the Goddess, every adventurer is the same. You really don’t think about how dangerous it is! You have to tell us… when… you… get injured…”

She slowed her speech as she realised your shoulder was a much paler skin tone, it looked so delicate compared to before. Then suddenly she put the pieces together.

Anna-Marie: “O-oh no! I’m so sorry, sir! I just realised I poured Lady Nemira’s specialised potion on you! I-I don’t know how to stop the transformation… I-I…”

She frantically ran through her potions book, yet slowly but surely, your face changed, your height shrank… and worst of all your thighs and chest grew… your waist thin, your hair was beautiful, turning blonde… but your eyes struggled to see, you knew Lady Nemira wore glasses but now you were the same…

By the end of it, Anna-Maria found it! But… the book in bold letters said “DON’T GIVE SPECIALISED POTIONS TO ANYONE BUT THE INTENDED INDIVIDUAL: EFFECTS IRREVERSIBLE.”. In the small details… “though it is to be considered if any unintended individual takes the potion of someone else, they will manifest body characteristics shared between both their previous body and the intended individual. The result is a transformation that fundamentally alters one’s form to be a genetic offspring of both their previous body and the intended individual.”

Anna-Maria looks at you in awe, you were essentially your own daughter now… she could see the resemblance to Lady Nevira, and pulled you aside to wait for her to return in the meantime she’ll get you dressed and made up. A lady shouldn’t wear an adventurer’s armor…