Miss Bartlett was not particularly alarmed, but neither was she trusting what Josh and Ric were saying. "So, this is a book of transformations?"
"Yeah," said Josh. "It turned us into girls. And Ric just used the Permanency spell."
"Oh?" said Miss Bartlett, raising an eyebrow. "Well, let's do a test then, shall we?"
She flipped the book open and scanned the page. "Alright, this spell turns someone into a centaur. Seems fairly simple. All you do is say 'Oola, oola, you are a centaur. Sagitarius, Nessus, Chiron--wooga!' And then you poke the person with your finger." She poked Josh with her finger.
Josh felt an electric tingle go through her as Miss Bartlett poked her, then she stood there, looking down at herself, and watched in horror as her feet..remained the feet of an adolescent girl.
"Well," said Miss Bartlett, "now, either the centaur spell doesn't work, or else the permanency spell does. Or, and I find this even more likely, this is all a bunch of hooey. Where are Josh and Ric, and who is this woman here?"
Mr. Mendez--now Miss Mendez--stood there in shock, looking at her body. "I have tits!" she finally said.
"Madame," said Miss Bartlett, "I think you're drunk. Now either get out of this house with your girls or I'll be forced to call the cops."
Miss Mendez stared at herself in shock and the girls didn't know what to do until Miss Bartlett suddenly produced a gun. "Get out."
"Where did you get a gun?" Ric gasped.
"I'm an old woman. I live alone. I just came over to check on my neighbors. You do the math," Miss Bartlett said sarcastically. "I don't know what you're doing here, but you're obviously not the owners so get out."
Ric and Josh grabbed Miss Mendez by the arm and dragged her out of the house, still babbling about her tits, until they were outside and Miss Bartlett had shut the door behind them.
Ric had apparently turned them permanently into three homeless women. Well, two girls and a woman.
Josh was feeling a weird tingling in her body too and she looked up and down the street until she saw her friend Chad down the block, shooting hoops in front of his house. Chad was a few years older, already in high school, but maybe he would believe them.
She took of running until she caught up. "Hey, Chad!"
"Yeah?" Chad said, pausing as he dribbled the basketball.
"It's me, Josh!"
Chad looked at her. "Uh, Josh is a guy. You're a chick." He paused, looking closely. "Dude, are you in drag? Those tits look hella real!
"Yeah, it's really me," Josh said. "Ric used a spell from a book to turn me into a girl, but Ric made it permanent!"
"Dude," Chad said, "those look so fuckin' real!" He reached out and squeezed Josh's right tit.
Josh slapped at him and an electric spark passed between them. Then a second later Chad's pants exploded as his bottom half was replaced by a horse. Chad was now a centaur.
"Holy fuck!" yelled Chad the centaur. "What the hell happened?" He bent around, looking at his horse's ass, then leaned over, looking underneath himself. "Holy fuck, is that my cock?"
Chad was indeed now hung like a horse, or at least a young stallion.
"Miss Bartlett's spell," Josh gasped. "It couldn't work on me, so it must have passed to you!"
"What are you talking about, dude?" said Chad the centaur, then looked at Josh lustily. "Are you a virgin? I, like, totally want to get drunk and deflower virgins." He paused, thinking, "What the fuck does 'deflower' mean anyway?"
"Uh, I think it means 'screw.'"
"Fuck yeah!" cried Chad the centaur, his gigantic horse cock becoming erect. "That's for me. Now I just need a six pack of Mickeys!"
Chad dropped the basketball and grabbed Josh, running off towards Ric and Miss Mendez up the block.