Eleanor, a mage in possession of great power, a prodigy and the most studious type of mage and yet, she still has a long way to go. Of course, she's already a professor, despite being in her early twenties, but to prove herself, she needs a magic breakthrough, badly, because getting financial backing was important to continue research and studies in the first place, especially since she was already onto something by discovering a special fire type magic, the flames were blue, instead of a traditional red accent and they were so dense with mana, that each use did a slight toll on her figure, because each time her body expanded to accommodate for additional mana, basically turning her into a mana well incarnate, endless, vast and with no restraint about expanse. It became something comfortable, something that she could trust and rely on in every step of the way, yes, the spell was risky to use, but it could provide infinite combinations and possibilities, if she could master it in full force. But mastering it was easier set than done, because whenever she would get close to controlling the flames via her mind or other means, they would always resist and try to sabotage by intensifying already dense mana and making her frame expand at bigger rates that no other mage could even imagine, so she always had to come up with the last second before disaster solution, just to save herself from an imminent fate and thankfully, she's still alive, just more plump and shapely then she first started on her quest to fully research the blue flames, nicknamed by her as alchemy flames, due to how impossible it was to find such strange mix of blue and white, forming into powerful displays of fire and flame, enveloping her body whenever she began to cast them, always starting the mana expansion and increasing its density to the fullest, not giving her any breaks in the slightest. But she would soon find herself needing an assistance in such a task.

You volunteered to assist her in such a strange, yet fascinating quest. But you also were on your own research, trying to puzzle out a few magical artifacts back to working properly, since they were damaged millenniums ago and couldn't produce proper mana to work as intended, being a shadow of their former power, still to be reasserted. But one day, as you entered her domain once more, you caught her in the middle of alchemy flame casting, plump, wearing a light-purple, long-sleeved hoodie with horizontal stripes. The hoodie looks very snug on her, stretching tightly across her chest and midsection. Her pants match the purple color palette, also very fitted and strained at the seams. She’s holding an ornate, magical-looking book with glowing green symbols, suggesting something mystical or supernatural is happening. Blue ethereal smoke or energy surrounds her, giving the scene a magical or accidental-spell-gone-wrong vibe. Eleanor was dazed a little, but it was nothing to worry about, as she would soon close out another attempt via closing the book and stepping out of the incantation. Another added inch to her growing waistline and another density increase of her mana, still no control in sight. You wanted to talk to her, but she started first.

You came rather early today, is there something that you want to discuss?

Eleanor was a bit worried about your hurried state, but she tried brushing it off just as quickly, since she was a weirdo as well.

What will it be? Only mind matters.