. . . A notorious female prisoner in her early thirties, and not a good looking one at that. Both her shirt and pants are orange, while her dress shoes are black. Sounds exactly like the clothing I would expect from a prisoner. Her light brown hair is cut to be very short for a girl, and her brown eyes reflect on the crimes that she committed. It's not hard to tell that she isn't wearing any makeup on her face as it contains noticeable pimples from what you would expect from a teenager. I guess that's something uncommon for me.
“What the?” The prisoner asks. “Why am I inside this place?”
“Me and Jim cast a teleportation spell on this spot that you’re standing on right now,” Katrina explains, “and spoiler alert: you are going to face your ‘execution.’”
“Nooooo!” The prisoner yells as she tries to run away.
“Îngheţa!” Jim casts on the prisoner. The prisoner becomes just like a statue, totally paralyzed and unable to move a muscle or even blink. The audience is left either confused or weirded out, including Mrs. Jessica.
“This is so weird to watch,” she comments.
I don’t disagree. It feels like I’m watching a pancake literally trying to flip over on its own.
“Anyways,” Katrina informs, “this prisoner right here is named Brenda Bailey. She is infamously known for trying to rape all three of her brothers. She was extremely envious of all of their good looks, which is what led her to her plotting some sex with them. Unsurprisingly to her, all of them turned her down, and then after that, she targeted her first victim–Walter. However, when she eventually pinned him down to the bed, one of her other brothers named Noah already called the cops, and they arrived right on the spot. When her trial came to a close four months later, Brenda was sentenced to spend the rest of her life in prison. To put her out of her misery, we simply teleported her here to get a breath of 'fresh air.'”
“And here she is now, becoming the ultimate example of how a student in here gets expelled,” Jim concludes.
“Inversare!” Katrina commands as she aims at Brenda, causing her ability to move to appear again. “Any last words?”
“You bastards won't get away with this!” Brenda shouts.
Sounds quite ironic coming from a criminal because Brenda herself hadn't gotten away with what she did.
“Transformarea Incubei!” Jim aims his wand and casts it upon Brenda.
Brenda contorts in pain as she watches all of her clothes rip themselves off her body. After five minutes, Brenda is left completely naked. Observing from head to toe, I see a tall, skinny woman like Mrs. Jessica, but at least the latter is caring towards me. Anyways, her breasts are at a pathetic A-cup form, while her hips are not wide enough for her to be curvy. On top of that, her bum can easily be considered flat because it's lacking its fatness along with her legs. If all of that isn't unattractive enough, Brenda's body hair isn't even shaved. Gross, right? Did her parents become lazy and not even bother giving her a razor? To sum it up, there is a very ugly woman in front of my eyes. I briefly turn my head over to both sides and find that most of the kids are either covering their eyes or looking away, and I find that Mrs. Jessica isn't any different.
First, Brenda's light brown hair actually brightens to a sunny yellow as it forms into a hipster fringe. To do the latter, her hair shortens a bit more and trades its messiness for curls. Second, her eyebrows thicken up while her eyelashes shorten. Third, Brenda's skull rearranges itself as her eyes become more ovular, and her jaw sharpens to properly match her increasingly large chin, forehead, and nose. In addition to these, her cheekbones rise up a bit while white horns begin sprouting out of Brenda’s head. The last thing on Brenda's face to change is her lips as they become more and more thin, less pouty, and earn some stubble around them.
“Arrrgh!” Brenda yells before realizing that her voice got deeper. Much deeper than it ever was.
To find the cause of the latter, I look at her neck, and I find out that Brenda developed an Adam's apple. Well, that figures things. Not only that, but I find out that her neck has thickened, and her shoulders have broadened too. To accommodate these new shoulders, Brenda actually gains a lot of muscle on her biceps as the former distributes around her arms. It doesn't take very long for the muscles to finish up her arms before making Brenda's hands bigger, and then unsurprisingly, her nails, which were the only attractive thing about her, shrink down in height to fit her now meaty hands.
During her arms' transformations, Brenda's small boobs gradually lose what little fat they have. Her nipples even darken and become as small as a pair of pennies. It takes only a second for the magic to get to Brenda's hips and narrow them, destroying what could've been her hourglass figure. Looking back at her chest, I see that hair is starting to poke out of there. Hold up, hair on Brenda's chest? If that's really there, then shouldn't be some muscle within it as well? I patiently wait for her chest to grow some pecs, and eventually, it does just that. However, they turn out to be a lot bigger than I expected. Embracing her new chest, Brenda's spine rises up until she almost has a tall height of seven feet, and while that happens, a mind-blowing eight pack comes out of her tummy as well as a happy trail connecting her bellybutton to her thick pubic hair. This would've been enough to make me blush if it wasn't literally shown in front of my peers!
Now that the magic has completely transformed Brenda's upper body, it goes straight down to her legs. Since she never shaved her leg hair off, the magic actually keeps it on Brenda's legs themselves, but it does give both them and her ass some muscle. The magic also gives Brenda's feet the same treatment as her hands. Once it's entirely done with her legs, the magic takes care of the one thing unchanged: Brenda's pussy. Kicking things off with her clit, the magic quickly grows it to eleven inches. The magic then inevitably closes Brenda's pussy, and Brenda herself is . . . quite a bit aroused. Her clit immediately becomes rock hard as more and more blood pumps into it, resulting in the soon to be cock growing into almost thirteen inches. Bumps start to surface from Brenda's labia because the latter is becoming her scrotum, and when both of her testicles finish developing, the magic goes back to her swelling clitoris just to give it a tip at the end and wrap foreskin around the shaft. Oh my God, if Brenda wasn't reproductively male with her swollen clit, then he certainly is now!
“What’s with that look all of the sudden?” Katrina asks.
“There is something I have to do,” Brenda swiftly changes the subject.
“Go on and confirm your spot, Brandon Bailey,” Katrina orders.
Oh, now they've really done it! I quickly look at some of the students, clearly disliking where this is going at, and see that most of them are preemptively either looking away or closing their eyes. Then, I hear a masculine groan come out of Brandon, stroking his penis up and down. Instead of objecting to this, I just sit still and watch this sight unravel. While Brandon masturbates fiercely with his groans of pleasure becoming louder and louder, I notice two large lemon-yellow bat wings sprouting up from his back. Meanwhile, most of the students, uncomfortable from what they are hearing, cover their ears too. When Brandon's tip starts to leak out pre-cum, another bump comes out of Brandon's backside; this time, it is forming into a ten inches long tail. Finally, sunny yellow hair in the form of a diamond shape is made at the end of it.
“Oh fuck . . .” Brandon groans. “I'm going to cum!”
Brandon lets out three more sexual groans before letting out a roar of pure sexual excitement as his cock splatters gooey white cum on the gym floor. His golden eyes open up, and he goes into a smile, revealing some fangs while letting sexual joy take over him. When I notice that some of the cum got to his hands, I find out that Brandon's nails had turned into claws. I am supposed to feel traumatized, yet look at me! My face is as red as a tomato, and my nipples have gotten hard and erect.
“Well, Brandon,” Jim asks, “how do you feel?”
“Powerful,” Brandon replies, “and absolutely much more alive than I ever was!”
“Splendid!” Katrina comments happily. “And we have a new home that we know you’ll enjoy too!”
“Really?” Brandon queries, “what’s it called?”
“You’ll see,” Jim answers with a wink.
“Teleportare Aleatorie!” Katrina casts to Brandon.
Pink magic conceals Brandon and his demonic presence, and after a full minute, he is nowhere to be seen. That transformation was something, alright. Anyways, I take a brief glance at some of the students, and many of them are utterly shocked at what they saw. Sounds understandable if you ask me. Heck, a handful of them were even talking to their peers about how terrifying it was for them.
“Ameilia?” Mrs. Jessica asks while gingerly touching me. “Are you okay?”
I shake my head, trying my best to shrug off what I saw. My cheeks lose their redness as I look at Mrs. Jessica, and then I eventually get the ability to speak again.
“Oh, I'm alright,” I reply nervously.
“Are you sure about that?” Mrs. Jessica questions. “You looked like you were more surprised than anyone else here.”
“Positive,” I answer, “I was just speechless about what happened.”
“Alright, settle down, everyone,” Jim orders.
All of us become silent, anxiety painting most of our faces.
“If you want to ask any more questions,” Katrina says, “ask them now.”
A large silence invades the gym for half a minute.
“I'm taking that as a no,” Katrina answers.
“Time to move on.” Jim changes the subject. “Starting with the freshmen, we're going to split you equally into eleven groups, with nineteen students in each one.”
“Now let's see,” Katrina announces . . .