The children were all changing, but every one of them, although shocked at first, seemed to enjoy the change after a few moments.
Jason, the one boy Jeanie noticed turn into a fairy with another girl, squeeked "Nooo!" as he felt the delicate, light blue and pink-edged wings sprout from his shoulder blades. He thought, Aww, come on, couldn't I be a cool minotaur like Bruce? He looks so strong!
Jason flexed his little arms, wishing they would grow, only to see them turn into skinny, soft-feeling girlish arms; as his body took the form of a boy-fairy, he felt a tickle as his ears pointed up a bit and his lengthening, lightening hair tickled them.
"Hee-hee! This hair... whoa, it's almost white..!? It sure tickles though..." He whipped it around once, causing more growth as it reached its new length, down to his shoulders.
As his shoes and socks slipped off his now delicate, tiny feet, he felt his shorts slide off and his shirt wrap itself around his middle until he was wearing what looked like a long-sleeved leotard with a hole in the back for his wings.
Jason flittered his new body up into the air. He was only slightly smaller than before; 4'6", the size of a small girl his age.
He looked at Sam, his friend, who had turned into a pint-sized satyr beside him. Sam smiled up at him and poked a similar satyr who sat behind him. "Hey, Thomas, look; Jason turned into a boy-fairy!"
Jason giggled and waved a both of them, then instinctively thrust his hands out, sending a cascade of fairy-dust onto the twon new, mini-me-sized satyrs...