The next thing you comprehend is the dawn of a new day... and horrible pain in your arm. Your hoof is splitting back into five fingers. Your labored squeals and
grunts slowly return to human moans: it feels as though you've just cleared the mucus entirely from your throat. The transformation back to human, which you never
thought would've happened, is complete.
You are sitting buck naked in the sandbox. As you sit up, you see the tattered remains of your clothing sprawled all over the blacktop. You figure it's about 5:30 in
the morning, and you've got to find a way to cover up your... well, your unspeakables.
"Hey, you're back!" you hear someone yell from across the field. Not knowing what to do, you cover your indecencies with sand. A tall blond-haired boy runs up
to you in a yellow hat, which you recognize as the second boy's in last night's transformation... Tom, was it?
"What's up? I'm Tom. You look like you could use these," he says as he hands you a large pair of blue jeans, some boxers, a grey T-shirt, and some old socks and
sneakers.
"Thanks, but where did you get this?" You are a bit overwhelmed by the service, to say the least.
"Hah... I stole it out of my big brother's closet," he laughs, "what am I gonna do, tell him some guy in the park got turned into a pig and he needs some clothes for
when he turns back? Heh..."
You dress quickly and talk with Mark for about an hour:
"So who are you anyway? Where'd you come from?" Tom asks.
"I live around here," you say, "but I've never been to this park before."
"Really? How could you miss it?!" he asks. You get a good mental chortle out of it, given the fact that you've asked yourself the
same question at least three or four times already. "What'd you do to make little Red mad, man?"
Red...? Oh yes, you remember that was what the boys called that girl from last night.
"Well, basically I saved your two friends from the same fate as you."
"Really?? Oh... oh...," he says with a chuckle, "Those guys are gonna hear it from me!"
"What?" you wonder.
"The bastards told me they fought Red off and walked away. hahahaha... And, what happened again?"
"Ummm... well, I threw a rock at her and your friends ran away, she got pissed, and doused me with that potion instead of them."
Tom breaks out into laughter just as you recognize the other transformed boy Billy walking into the clearing. "Hey Billy!" Tom yells at him, "Guess what this guy
did?!"
As you converse with the boys, you begin to understand what had happened between them and "Red." A prank, it seems: the four boys had spent several nights
after basketball in the park to drill a hole in the side of the girl's house...
"Yeah, her and her psycho grandma have this nice summer house on the lake...," Billy jumps in. Lake? God, where have you been all these years?
"We were peeking in on her in the shower," Tom snickers, "but little Red's a damn psycho bitch. I mean, she takes revenge a little too far." Billy agrees. You
wonder where boys their age picked up on such foul language.
After talking with Billy and Tom a little while longer, they explain that they changed back at about 4:00 in the morning.
"Yeah, I could barely remember what it was like, but I remember 'waking up' in the middle of night bare-ass naked. Then my memories were starting to return to
me, but I refused to believe what had just happened to me. God, it seemed impossible! I mean, did I really just get turned into a pig, man?"
Apparently the boys lived within four blocks of the park, so when they both changed back, they made a mad dash for home in the early morning. They covered
their "pieces" with their caps and wore as much of their tattered clothes as best they could.
"But we've gotta get that bitch back somehow," Tom suggests. But who can fight against that kind of magic? You put your heads together for a while for some
ideas......