When the spell struck me, my vision went completely dark and, one by one, my senses started to dull out until it became unusuable eventually reducing my entire existence to nothing but my consciousness and even then... I could feel that starting to drift away, as if the very memories that defined who I was very pulling ripped from their roots being replaced by thoughts of sweets and magical girls, trying to create a clean malleable sheet. After what felt like an eternity, but was probably only miliseconds, I was desperately trying to hold onto something, anything and... when I was about to give up... I found it. The very reason I had both enrolled in this university and now fleeing from it; Trying to help out mother. Somehow, despite the spell trying to rip everything, that single thought was enough to anchor every piece back in place. I refused to go down and after an unknown amount of time... the storm ended and I was released. My body felt and looked completely foreign, but my mind... was still my own. That was the last I remembered before blacking out once more.
When I came around it was morning, and from the looks of it I was in one of the many rooms for nurse practice I had been to many times before. Before I could question myself how I got there, a female voice quickly spoke from further down the bed "Well dear how are you feeling Rustania?" Professor Penumbra asked looking up to me with her feline gaze. Things immediately clicked as last night's events rushed to my memory. I looked under the covers and sure enough, instead of my male adult body, I was greeted with the shape of a little girl. I debated between pretending to have been lobotomized and telling the truth seriously consider lying to escape later but before I could answer the cat laughed before explaining "It's alright dear, it's clear that despite being zapped, your mind is still there unaffected. All other girls who have been punished in my vast years of teaching never hesitated to answer to their new name."
That just made more confused. How was I still... me if no one else had retained their previous identity before.
"Are you sure you didn't just make a mistake Professor? I don't mean to doubt your profficiency but I find it hard to believe that someone who can't perform the most basic spell managed to resist something that not even my faculty was able to just moments ago " the twintailed tween that the dean had become walked in from the other side of the room. "Well if you doubt me, why don't you test it yourself?" The cat said leaping out of the bed, the dean summoning her gun and aiming "With pleasure"