The stillness in the air broke and the change was almost immediate. Ryanna's hair cascaded down the center of her back, changing from blonde to a silky brown as it grew. Her breasts grew out further than they would have, surpassing Jen's D cup to become double D's. She didn't lose any height but there was a ripple as her body redistributed itself to maximize its femininity. Finally her uniform changed fully into that of a cheerleader, her skirt shortening with enough force to expose her thong. Several boys who had been hurrying to their next classes bounced off of walls and doors as they were distracted by her panty shot.
Jen was starting to get worried though. Ryanna had only taken a few seconds to fully become her new self but Jen hadn't felt any different. The curse seemed to be toying with her, not wanting to release her from its grip. She felt a thrill of relief as her shoulder pads began to deflate. She had been worried that she'd be stuck between genders for the rest of her life. There was some pressure relieved as her jock strap began its metamorphosis back into a pair of panties. The slit in her skirt disappeared, slowly regaining its pleats.
Ryanna shook her head as new memories began to flow. She still remembered Ryan but his memory seemed like a distant dream. Ryanna's memories overlapped and superceded the old ones, all except the ones of the last few hours. From her new perspective she was shocked at how much of a pig Ryan had been. A memory bubbled to the surface with some urgency. "Jen I gotta get to class!" She exclaimed in her new voice, heading quickly towards the gym.