"Transform. Not like it's real, but, as the song goes, hit me with your best shot." Jen says confidently.
"My pleasure. Do you like birds, well, you will become one. Over time, you will. You see, you will gain the gift of the Phoenix, you will have tears of healing and when you die, you will burst into flames to be reform from the ashes. Now, each time you are reborn you will gradually change. You're insides first then outsides. But as a demonstration your hair will change first. The final results will be you as an anthro version, so if I were you, I'd do my research on phoenixes. And seeing as you'll be the first, you will grow a cock by noon, that is right, you'll be a hermaphrodite. Enjoy your lives... Jen." At that the line went dead.
"Stupid brat, I'll get him for making me late." Jen found her stock and ran to catch the bus, unaware her hair turned into a fiery red color and a new friend began growing in her pants.