Silver's instincts kick in and her horn glows brightly. Before the three men can make a move at them, a large beam of light shoots out from her horn at them, enveloping the attackers in a magical glow.
"Wh...what's going on? Why can't I move?!" shouted the first, but Silver cut him off.
"How dare....HOW DARE YOU! This was my friend's home, you monsters!"
"Wait....is that the unicorn?" the second asked. "Oh no....no, no, no. This isn't good!"
"You all deserve to be punished..." Silver growled. "But who shall it be? What are your names? Tell me now!"
Not having many options here, the first man spoke up.
"Err...I am Nicholas," he began, "and the others are Arthur and William. Look, we're just trying to make some money. Your fairy friends won't be hurt....much. They'll be kept alive...in little bottles, that is."
Silver's glare intensified. Twinkle remained quiet for the moment, neither telling Silver to calm down nor goading her on.
"Well, let's see how you like it then, Nicholas," Silver replied, closing her eyes to focus.
Nicholas, still enveloped in magic like the others, began to slowly shrink, his clothes falling away as he drowned in the fabric. His hairy skin became soft and smooth, and his form became thin and petite as he gained an hourglass body. Two tender mounds pushed outwards from his chest and he felt his hips widen. His face morphed, looking daintier and daintier as he gained much longer eyelashes and much longer hair. Two see-through wings sprouted from his back as he felt his male parts invert inwards, reforming into the fairer sex's equipment. He, now she, groaned as this happened, her voice raising in octave. To finish it all off, a new light blue dress appeared on the new fairy's body, and she fell unconscious.
Arthur and William looked terrified, losing any semblance of bravery they might have had before.
"Now...."