The next day, Monica took her time getting out of bed. It wad the weekend and another night of partying awaited her. Her reward for the end of the week. It reminded her that she had to reward Damon for being a nice mount last night. Or should she use him an extra night and give him more? And what would he like? As she pondered these questions, she also recalled the five boys transformed into toads that she now possessed. She smiled wickedly. Oh, she was going to have plenty of fun with them! She'd give them a nice good transformation that would be perfectly humiliating for their stupid egos. They were in dire need of a lesson, those ones.
Meanwhile, the five toads had long since stopped croaking and jumping to try getting out of the terrarium. They had had to admit they were not hallucinating because of drugs. They had croaked and clumsily walked and waddled and hopped about in the terrarium with there was no escape and they could not talk to each other. Fabbio, Luke, Jared, Bart and Christian were now simple ugly toads and they were very much miserable. All were trying to hope for the best, as well as ignoring their insidious new thoughts about how the mud was comfy, the humidity upon their skin marvellous and how delicious a bug or slug might be right now.
"Why, hello, toads. Had a good night?" asked Monica mischievously.
None answered but fixed her.
"You were naughty last night, stealing and insulting and doing bad things," sighed Monica.
Her voice then turned firm and stern.
"Typical of frat boys. Of these useless fraternities. You stole, treated me awfully, drank, smoked, hurt a donkey who was another mortal man transformed and planned on making people's lives miserable. I'll transform you and maybe THEN you'll understand that your lives were spent being jerks and bullies."
All toads gulped but one by one, Monica sent them to their new lives. At least they'd bring others joy now.