“Hey...” Ty whispered. “Don’t be scared, okay?”
He watched the three nervous shrunken females carefully and grinned. “I might have gone a little crazy, but we could really have some fun together.”
The two teens in the back turned deep red and the teacher boiled in anger. “Now listen here, young man!” Ms. M spat, pointing an accusing finger. “We’re not going to be your little playthings! You change us back at once and...”
Ty felt a bristle of godlike power flow through him. He smiled gently. His eyes narrowed. The teacher stopped cold and gulped, as the two teens cowered behind her. “Who said you had a choice?” Ty whispered softly, gently, as menacingly as anything from the depths of hell.
“W-Wait!” Ms. M stuttered, trying to back pedal hard. But it was too late for her, Ty had already thought of something.
The teacher suddenly gagged and sputtered. The girls screamed in terror as their familiar teacher’s shape began to dehumanize. Her clothes tightened in new spots and sagged in others. She shrank and screamed all the while, flesh warping, bones crackling. At knee height to the teens a shocked and crying fish face looked up from her clothes as she struggled to breathe, desperately clawing at the gills opening along her throat with rapidly shrinking fingers.
“Ms. M!” Brynn screamed, as their teacher crumpled into her clothes again flopping and struggling on the ground as a sizeable rainbow trout, at least to the teens. She was little more than a fingertip and a half long to Ty.
“No!!” Jenna screamed, grabbing their flailing fish teacher and cradling her suffocating struggling body in her hands. “Please! Put her in water! She’s dying!”
With a shrug, Ty conjured a glass of water and plucked the tiny fish out of the blonde’s little hands by the tail. Mrs. M saw Ty and her yellow eyes widened in absolute terror. She violently struggled, held by the tail and trying to get air, moments from passing out and death. Her fins failed back and forth, she tried to scream for help, but she no longer had a voice.
Mercifully, Ty dropped the fish in the cup of water and created a lid to seal her in. He grinned evilly and turned to the teens, who were cowering in fear.
“How about you two?” Ty smirked.
They froze as Ms. M circled her cup in a panic, gills frantically breathing. She locked eyes with the girls and seemed to contort her fishy facial expression into agony as she mouthed “help me” over and over again. The girls, shivering, eventually looked away in disgust as the fish seemed to be losing her mind to her new body, her intelligence visibly fading and her eyes dimming as she became a full trout.
Brynn gulped, as did Jenna, and they tried not to look at the unintelligent fish aimlessly circling her giant drinking cup.
“C-Can you bring her back?” Brynn whispered. “She has a f-family.”
Ty huffed. “Oh, I’m sure I can.” He managed a wry chuckle. “If I want to. I’d imagine it must feel terrible to have your mind and body stolen from you.”
Brynn gulped. The two girls embraced, trembling.
“W-We get it. We get it.” Jenna said with a near hysterical sob. “We’ll be good.”