Scarf the Magic-User

… who keeps an eye out for travelers passing by her abode, looking to see if any are especially weary, or stressed, or generally suffering.

If they are, she takes them in for a little bit… First they wander into her garden, as if lead there, and then, taken by its beauty, they begin to feel strange… heavy, perhaps. The soil beneath their feet calling to them… bidding them to rest for a little while. It’s scary at first, when they notice their skin turning smooth and green, when they feel roots growing from them and either finding or forming gaps in their clothing so they can dig into the soil. But the gardener pays close attention to how they’re feeling, the network of roots throughout the garden transmitting the emotional state of the traveller directly to her.

The soil is so nutrient-rich, it usually takes no time at all for her guests to catch on to just how much they need this. Perhaps they sprout leaves or vines, or even flowers… each person ends up in a unique plant-like form. It’s always so much fun seeing how they turn out~. Sometimes they need it so bad they hardly look human at all, turning into full-on trees, their torn garments marking them as formerly human.

Whatever the case may be, the gardener takes good care of them, providing them with the water they need, and of course, top-quality land to take root in. She even provides company and conversation, if her guests are so inclined. And then, once the changes wear off (and after a quick stop by her house to get their clothing repaired via her magic), she lets them go without a hitch, feeling healthy and refreshed.

There are other cases too. Some people don’t need to be plants. Some people need to be little creatures instead, usually smallish mammals, and play around in her garden. Some people don’t wish to be changed at all, so she simply leaves them be. It’s pretty easy for her to tell very early into a transformation if someone isn’t going to enjoy it no matter what… she usually confronts these cases directly (after halting and reversing the changes, of course!) and asks how she can help them, though it makes her a little nervous to do so.

After a while, she starts getting repeat guests, in need of another seedy siesta. She’s always glad to have them, and slowly learns what forms they especially like to make their experiences extra special. Anyone who needs it can visit her at any time!

Cool tf idea:
Last night you were turned into a plant person. Your skin is green and smooth, your hair has weaved itself into leaf-like formations, fine, whatever. Doesn’t mean you can just skip work the next day.

So you’re at work, and things are fine and normal, until an angry-looking customer approaches you. “I’m sure I ordered tomatoes on my sandwich, but there aren’t any!” they say, holding their tomato-less sandwich open for you to see. Maybe you did mess it up, or maybe they forgot to include it in their order, it doesn’t really matter. As you’re apologizing to them, though, a bizarre sensation befalls a spot on your arm. You watch, speechless, as two appendages suddenly sprout from that spot. On one of them, a bright red tomato grows and ripens over the course of a few seconds. On the other, a razor-sharp leaf appears, and slices the tomato once it’s ripened, the pieces falling perfectly into place in the customer’s sandwich. Weirder still is the fact that they seem to accept this in stride, taking their seat and eating their meal. They leave a glowing review… apparently it was the most delicious sandwich they’ve ever had. Huh??

Throughout the day, these kinds of things keep happening. A coworker complaining about a sunburn? Your neck grows aloe vera leaves, and they casually break them off to treat their skin. There’s a bug in the store? A flytrap emerges from under your hair, catching it a few minutes later. None of the changes hurt, but they feel weird, and they’re completely involuntary. And the fact that nobody says anything about them kinda creeps you out…

When you’re walking home from work that day, though, something truly absurd happens. You see your neighbor fretting over their cat, who seems to have gotten itself stuck in a tree… and wouldn’t you know it, you just so happen to be standing right under it! You’re quite literally rooted to the spot as your feet tear through your shoes, splitting apart and digging into the ground. Dizziness overwhelms you as your stiffening torso lengthens, making you taller and taller. Your skin is turning hard, like bark, and you can’t bend anything below your neck… your arms outstretched, unmoving… additional protrusions punch through your shirt and your pants… you can’t even speak. You feel some kind of weight… it’s your neighbor, using your new branches like a ladder, climbing up to reach their poor kitty. Once they’re both safely on the ground, you begin to shrink down into your humanoid shape, your ruined clothing being the only evidence that anything odd took place. Once your roots turn back into feet and release from the earth, you stumble home… What else could you do?

Helping people is great and all, but surely you’ll change back from being a plant eventually, right?