"You turned me into a..a werecat!" gasped Ryan, staring down at his body. He tried to turn and stepped on his tail, causing him to trip and fall.
"Oh, I've done a lot worse than that!" cackled the witch "Because I crossed you with a black cat, you've cursed with bad luck as you've already seen..atchoo!"
"Geshundeit" said Ryan, getting up.
"Oh, no! Ah-choo!" sneezed the witch "The bad luck's spread to me! AH-CHOO!"
"What do you mean?" asked Ryan
"I'm allergic to cats! AHH-CHOOO!! AHH-CHOOO!! AHH-CHOOOOO!!!"
Every time the witch sneezed she seemed to grow fatter. Now she was caught in a sneezing fit, she was rapidly inflating, filling the room.
Ryan ran up the stairs and onto the landing just in time as the witch exploded, sending waves of magic through the house.
KLAAAA-BOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOMMMMMMMMMM!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!
When everything had died down, Ryan realized that with the witch dead, his only hope of removing the jinx and becoming human was gone too!
He also wonded if the magical explosion had affected his friends. If he was as unlucky as the witch had said, probably so.