Madam Hexara – Origin & Story Long ago, in a forgotten corner of the spirit world, there lived a young witch named Hexara who was hopelessly average. Average height, average magic, average everything. She spent her days studying dusty grimoires in a crooked little cottage on the edge of the mortal realm, desperately trying to become someone memorable. One night, under a bloated full moon, she attempted a transformation spell meant to grant her “presence.” The spell was supposed to make her more imposing, more striking, more impossible to ignore. Instead, it went spectacularly sideways. The magic latched onto her vanity and her hunger for attention… and poured every ounce of power into her lower body. In a single flash of purple light, her hips and rear ballooned to absurd, cartoonish proportions while the rest of her stayed petite. The spell also bound itself permanently to her soul. She could never shrink back, and every time she used magic, the curse quietly fed on the excess energy and made her even rounder. At first she was horrified. Then she realized something: no one could ever look away from her again. Hexara leaned into the disaster. She painted her cottage black, grew the trees around it into a dark forest, and turned the place into a proper witch’s lair. The locals started calling her Madam Hexara, the Moon-Hip Witch. Travelers who wandered too close would freeze at the sight of her silhouette against the moon—tiny upper body, enormous lower half swaying with every step