But those worries were quickly forgotten as Lichi poked up her head from her bunk bed. The fifteen-year-old had overheard everything and blamed herself for getting her friends stuck together. While they were cheering her up, their other friends were coming over as well and received the tl;dr of Rhonda's and Sofia's current state. They took it fairly well, with May in particular swearing to find a way to separate them again.
It took several reassurances that it was ultimately their decision to go through with it (and to spend the night together in that state) and a strawberry lollipop, but they were able to get Lichi back to as close her usual mood as they could in their limited time before school started. Luckily their first class today was math again, a class all of them shared. Rhonda had only skimmed through the school rules regarding merges and hoped she wouldn't need a refresh.
In the classroom they found Abigail already sitting there, though unfortunately without any good news. “Sorry, couldn't find anyone yet that could help you.”
“Why do you sound so dejected?” Sofia wondered.
“Because I take pride in keeping my word, for example.” And the bitchy Abigail they all knew and disliked was back.
With that the only thing left was to sit down and wait for the lesson to start. This allowed Rhonda to let her thoughts wander again. More specifically down at her chests that were currently housing Sofia's core. It shouldn't be too difficult to find someone to help them, right? Their current state technically wasn't the result of a transformation spell, but of Sofia just being stuck inside of her.
The only part that could be considered a transformation was the enlargement of her own breasts, but honestly she wouldn't mind keeping those. So far she had refrained from actually feeling them due to the Sofia cover, but she assumed they should be two nice handfuls. Big enough to make you want to play with them, but small enough to still look normal on her body. Not to mention her draconically enhanced strength took care of any potential back pains. She couldn't help but be reminded of the last time she tried magically growing her boobs and ended up with chests so massive, her feet couldn't reach the ground.
But her top priority right now was her best friend. Rhonda would even give up these beauties for Sofia. She never expected they'd ever have to rely on Abigail for something, but she was their resident expert on slimes right now. It's not like an expert on weird bodies and unexpected transformations would just walk through the door.
Miss Wandler, their math teacher who also happened to teach transformation magic, entered the classroom. “Sorry for being late. I was helping a student who got stuck in her own turtle shell,” said the humantaur, as her hip arms took out the books.
Rhonda's eyes went wide, she felt Sofia's slime around her tense up and looking over to Abigail she saw said girl with a similar expression. Yes, this could work. Why didn't they realize it sooner?
Nothing of note happened during math class, Miss Wandler starting with the right lesson this time. After class Rhonda, her friends and Abigail stayed behind to talk to the bespectacled witch. Quickly they recounted everything that had happened to Sofia starting with the Conjuration lesson up to this morning.
“Oh yes, that’s a serious problem and I don't see why I shouldn't help with that considering it's not a transformation,” replied the teacher to everyone’s relief. “I’m speaking from experience when I say that taking care of your slime core can require lots of attention. Despite holding your consciousness they often act like they have a mind of their own.” She chuckled at her own joke. “That's why I always advise people to use something for protection, like a condom.” At everyone's stares she adds. “I mean, that’s what people usually have on hand. You can use everything as long as it can keep fluids inside, a balloon, a small bottle, a toy pokeball. Anything to keep your core from migrating on its own. But I digress, getting a core out of a human, or close to human, body usually requires lots of precision to guide out without damaging something and therefore lots of magical energy. See it like a real-life version of the game Operation. Luckily your friends here can help by lending me some if necessary.”
“I’m not their friend,” Abigail felt the need to point out. “I kept my word and at this point I’m just here to watch and laugh in case things go wrong.”
“You don't have to be too concerned,” Miss Wandler said. “As long as things don't go south completely, everyone involved should be fairly safe. But you're lucky that the core is in your breasts. I happen to know of some… let's say alternative ways of removing a core, particularly from the chest area, that could work with much less magic. Some people swear on… pretty much ‘milking’ out the core. We could replace your nipples with some transformative additions to make it easier, like lipples, teats, even pussies or dicknipples could help.” At the mention of the last two both May and Abigail made sounds of intrigue before giving each other weird looks. “Other methods I’ve seen are shrinking the breasts to squeeze the core out, taking off the breasts or transforming your breasts into a material uncomfortable for the core to have it come out on its own. But ultimately it's your body, Rhonda, so I’ll leave it up to you which method we try.”
Rhonda was conflicted. The way she understood it, the normal method was the safest, but it concerned her slightly that Miss Wandler didn't mention what could happen if it fails. How could it affect herself, Sofia and maybe even Miss Wandler or whoever would lend her magic power? This made the other methods more appealing to her solely by the fact that in that case she knew only she would be affected. But which change would she be most comfortable with? Due to all her concerns the latina even overlooked that nobody had asked whether their teacher had even bothered casting the transformation ward for math class this time.