Before Dawn even finished her sentence Kelly, Jarred, and Sam were already racing towards the fountain. "Sam, tackle Kelly" Jarred yelled to his friend. Sam hesitated for a moment, then listened bringing Kelly to the ground along with himself. Kelly was obviously not pleased with this, kicking and punching Sam repeatedly she fought her way free, but it was already too late as Jarred dived into the fountain and grabbed the ring.
"I wish time would stop!" Jarred yelled as Kelly barreled towards him with rage on her face. Time slowed, as Kelly pushed onward towards him, then she stopped, mere feet from him. Letting out a sigh of relief, Jarred walked around Kelly, examining her. Due to her earlier wish, Kelly's bare nipples were visible through her fishnet shirt and strange semi-bra. Her mini-skirt barely covered anything, flapping in the air as she ran, and underneath her thong covered even less. All in all, it was the sluttiest out Jarred had ever seen on someone he knew, save for maybe the outfit Dawn had on shortly before.
Glancing down at his own small breasts, housed within clothes far to big for his form, Jarred wished to be back to his normal male self. Walking over to Sam, who scrambling after Kelly, Jarred took a moment to examine him as well. Just like Jarred, Sam's female form was far too small for his clothes. So much so that his pants and boxers had been removed in the scuffle with Kelly, leaving his cute prepubescent butt on display. Jarred couldn't see much more of Sam's nether regions given the position of his legs, nor did he want to creep on his (previously) male friend, nor even a prepubescent girl. As such, he moved to examining Sam's face. It would normally be cute in a platonic fashion. It had an air of innocence to it that Sam's personality altogether lacked. However the effect was marred somewhat by the bloody nose and already forming black eye resulting from his scuffle with Kelly. Taking a step back, Jarred wished that Sam would be able to move in the frozen time. Sam scrambled forward and tripped over himself for a moment before noticing the lack of movement save for Jarred. Collapsing onto his back, out of breath, he turned to Jarret and breathed, "We won?" Jarred nodded, then motioned towards Sam's now exposed pussy. "Oh shit", he yelped as he covered himself, then scrambled to pull his clothes on. "Could you fix me now?" he asked Jarred after finished.