Camryn was wandering outside when she came to a hobo camp. One of the dispossessed saw her. They walked towards her, like zombies, arms stretched out to ask for coins. She sets them on fire, except they didn't burn.
They start with their chests changing to about C-Cup. Their clothes become fire that covers their parts. Their stomach seem to become skinny on a woman, but they all felt well-fed, as the fire fed them in their new forms.
Their skin became glowing red, like burning coals. Their body parts become feminine and skinny. Their hair turns into style-able fires of varying colors. The eyes of all become a bright red, as bright as a fire in the twilight of winter. Anyone that had a man's part felt it go inside and become fiery.
Camryn looks onward in amazement. She made part of an army, with her bare hands. Well, her flame covered hands, but whatever. She walks up to one of the slaves.
"Who do you serve?" Said Camryn.
"You!" They respond unanimously.
"What are we doing?"