"What the hell was that?" asked the barmaid. "My name is Mercutia, by the way."
"Audrey" Audrey answered. "Some kind of transformation bubble. Someone's been playing with magic here and probably lost control of it. All the unicorns I saw were mares, which leads me to think that it's a unicorn stallion that's creating a herd. Thing must be pretty damn powerful."
"Will it get us? I don't want to be a unicorn."
"Me neither." Damn, Audrey thought, she's cute. I wonder? Down girl, you've got bigger fish to fry at the moment. The thought of being a mare and being mounted and bred sickened her.
Audrey took two vials from her pack. "These provide some measure of protection against transformation. It's not complete, but since we're away from the center of the spell it should be enough." She let Mercutia pick between the identical vials. Audrey drank hers, and after a fraction of a second's hesitation Mercutia followed. The drink was bitter, and as a side effect it turned your skin green. It would last for about six hours, and Audrey only had three more doses.
"OK" Audrey began "Here's my plan."