Before the mind of Hoppy could any further take hold of James’s mind, Elspeth cast a spell of her own on him. James began to remember who and where he was, and after apologizing thoroughly to Chloe for the incident, made his way to the front of the room, at the very least relieved upon noticing that his erection forced into him by Abigail as the rest of the girls either whispered to one another or, as per usual, giggled.
Elspeth looked over at Jenna, and before calling the next student up made an announcement to the class.
“I’d like to remind everyone that rekindling lingering effects of previous spells cast by OTHER students does not count as a transformation.”
Before Jenna could open her mouth to protest, Elspeth had called up the next and sixteenth of the twenty-two students. A broad shouldered but still feminine girl with a very short haircut that would have given her the appearance of a male if not for her sumptuous breasts (at this point in the lesson James cared very little about taking notice of these things after all he had endured) made her way casually over to Elspeth, asked her a question in a tone of voice too quiet for James to understand, and walked over to him. She grinned, enthusiasm radiating off of her like light from the sun. James meekly smiled back, knowing that whatever came next was a coin flip: it could be something wonderful, or truly awful.