Her wand is pointed at you. She mutters some words you cannot discern before the wand’s tip shines brightly making you cover your eyes and feeling a very warm sensation in your body.
You stumbled back a bit disoriented and you start to sweat. The perspiration accumulate son you as if you had just ran the marathon, in your armpits, groins and along your back you feel it sliding. You give a step back only to be greeted by a sly smile. On the woman’s face.
“You’re absolutely crazy! I should call the cops on you…”
“I just hope this is quick and painless to you” she comments.
“Painless?! But it usually involves pain?” you wonder. “What do you…GRIBIT!”
Your throat has an involuntary reflex and you twitch to let escape a croak. You’re perplexed and horrified with what just happened to you. You forget the woman and start to concentrate on your mouth – your tongue feels weird inside your mouth as if it was a stranger and needs to be outside. You slowly open your mouth to let your growing human tongue to hang from your mouth. It doesn’t take long before a string of thick drool forms between the tip of your tongue and the floor.
The perspiration makes your t-shirt and your boxers glued to your skin. You feel so slimy as if you had taken a shower but from sweating. You start to feel drops of watery sweat roll down your back. You feel the taste of it in your mouth; it doesn’t taste like the normal sweat but sweet water instead. You feel your knees weakening after a brief burning sensation and in the moment you fall down on your fours. You actually hear your spine cracking. You look up a meet a mocking smile from the witch; that powerful, sexy woman is looking upon you with some degree of disdain, there you are on the ground, soaked in sweat and humiliated.
“Gribbit” you protest. What? You want to tell her off, to yell and call her the nastiest names on the book but the only thing you manage is to croak like a toad.
That’s it! That’s what’s happening to you.
As you take a different look to yourself you realize your skin as a tainted greenish hue. You pass your somehow abnormal big hands over your arms trying to take off the color but with no avail. Maybe it’s your eyes playing a trick on you. You blink with effort …but the greenish hue is still there.
You listen to her grinning.
That’s when you decide it’s time to get out of there and get some help. You get up quickly only to fall again embarrassed. You land in a frog like position. Your thighs apart and the knees are bent, while you hands and arms are perfectly placed in-between them.
“Gribbit…please, gribbit!”
You realize the greenish tone is becoming more and more perceptible. You start to feel your arms…they’re colder! You end up removing your shirt. The first thing you notice is the yellowish belly you have. It seems like you have put on some weight. Your bellybutton has disappeared just like your few chest hairs you were so proudly growing, hoping to show your crush how manly you were during a swim in the river. You see that your skin is very much glistening with the fluids. Your arms are now covered with some spots of a darker green and your fingers have started to twitch and thinning themselves.
Your thumb is now almost as long as your ring finger. You take a deep breath! It’s too much to deal with. You’re becoming a frog, you still hope it’s all just a dream.
You notice something in your arms. The muscles are jiggling and you realize they are actually gaining muscular mass. Your biceps grow four times what you had in front of you. The same sensation goes to your thighs which makes your pants very uncomfortable. You take off your belt and your wet skin kind of slides of your pants.
“Remove them” the woman says – it was a show for her – with a swing of her hand you’re pushed to the front and the pants slide off your legs on their own, along with your shoes and socks. You’re back to your amphibian position. The darker green spots are covering your legs and feet which resemble your hand but underdeveloped. From the corner of your eye you take a glimpse of your armpits where there’s still some hair left. You take your hand to touch it but yet find it covered in a gel like substance, when you withdraw the hand, the gel and the hair come along and you get a smooth armpit.
“What?” you freak out.
You take your hand t the right armpit an the same happens. The gel is actually covering all of you now. You start to swipe it off. The water on your skin was slowly replaced by this transparent substance that somehow makes you think of the amphibian molting process. One thing is true your green spotted skin looks bright after you remove it. You cover your hands, which have formed an webbing meanwhile, trough your body removing the substance. It’s everywhere. You scoop your hands inside your boxers, the only trace of humanity you still have and realize something…your balls disappeared.
Your looks fix on the witch’s with perplexed gaze.
She laughs hysterically.
“Frogs don’t have dicks, you fool. They are internal!”
As she says that you feel it getting inside of you, retracting and leaving you with and external pore that resembles a vagina.
You don’t have time to react. As if you were having an orgasm, once again a convulsion obligates you to be on your amphibian resting position. Your throat inflates. Your air-sac occupies all your throat and part of your chest. The skin you had there completely transformed. A frog tongue is shot out of your mouth along with white little balls that scatter on the floor. You take a second to understand they’re your teeth. That’s when a sharp and acute pain takes your skull…it’s rearranging. The pain forces you to close your eyes, wishing it all stops while you moan and the witch laughs. You open your eyes once more to have a different vision field. You already imagine yourself with Chameleon-like eyes. The pain and pressure quickly spreads to the rest of your body which trembles. You feel were feet expanding and the hands you're covering your face with heving their fingers twitching and merging right in fornt of you, leaving you with only three fingers,
You close your eyes again and hope it’s all gone. You don’t know what’s happening. The witch’s presence is becoming more a more threatening, as if she was getting bigger and bigger –towering over you like a deathly menace.
Suddenly all stops: the pain, the laughter, the sweating, and the burning sensation. You feel comfortable, just like when you wake up in a rainy morning and your bed sheets are wrapped around you in a cozy hug. You open your eyes and realize the truth…you turned into a complete frog. You’re in the middle of a white cloth too, but it’s your boxers.
The witch is indeed towering you.
She’s so big.
She waves her wand and something materializes…it’s a mirror. You can recognize things yet.
She squats and puts the mirror in front of you.
“Do you see how defenseless you are? How ugly and unimportant? How easy it is for anything to snap you with its beak or get its jaws around you? The spell turned you into your animalistic soul…this is what you are in heart. And that’s what you’ll be during this summer!”