"So, what are you going to have her do to Philip?" Maedel asked. The two girls had been silent for a long time
now, and neither one felt they had a decent answer.
"Well, what do you think?" I asked, hoping she would have at least an idea.
"Don't know. Here, let's do this. We'll weigh the pros and cons for each option. Releasing him into the wild.
Pro: He would be less likely to transfer the spell to anyone. Con: He has a higher chance of getting eaten by
some animal. Pro: It would keep Morgana's magic farther from people. Con: It would put her magic closer to us.
Sending him home. Pro: He would probably be able to leave his frog body faster. Con: Someone else would get
it. Pro: If he's in a different body, he might still come rescue us. Con: He would have even worse chances.
Pro: We would most likely never see him again. Con: Morgana put special rules on this one. Releasing him in
Paris. Pro: There are none. Con: He would be eaten in minutes." Maedel said, summing it all up fairly
succinctly.
"Alright, I don't want him eaten, so it looks like our only option is sending him home." I said.
"OK then. Reach down and get it over with." Maedel said. Either Morgana was wrong about the rangers being gay,
or Maedel was very good at hiding it. Either way, I reached between her legs and pushed the button as gently
as I could. Nothing happened.
"Oh God! Ahem, I mean, why didn't it work?" Maedel said. I tried hard not to laugh, but I think it was still
clear I found it funny. I tried again, pushing harder this time.
"Oh! What are you doing? It doesn't work." Maedel said.
"It has to. It's probably just stuck." I said. I began jiggling the button, then pressed it hard again.
"Oh! Ah! Seriously, stop!" Maedel shouted. She was clearly on the brink of climax, which I wasn't sure was
possible for a wooden statue, but I had to keep going. I pushed the button rapidly, trying to get Morgana's
attention.
"Ah! Oh God! Right there!" Maedel yelled as syrup started to appear around the button.
"Ew!" I shouted, jumping back.
"Well, that took longer than I expected." Morgana said, suddenly appearing in the room.
"You bitch! She pushed the button dozens of times, and you didn't come!" Maedel said in between heavy
breathing. I was still wiping her cum-syrup off my hands while the two argued.
"Oh please, I only did it because I felt sorry for you. I took you away from your body, your group, your
lovers. I just wanted to give you some excitement for once." Morgana said.
"Lovers? Excitement? I'm not gay you bitch! In fact, after being here, I like women even less!" Maedel
shouted.
"I can fix that." Morgana said with a mischievous wink.
"You wouldn't dare." Maedel said.
"Keep calling me a bitch and we'll find out." Morgana threatened.
"Um, I made a decision." I said, trying to pull the two out of their fight.
"Oh that's wonderful! And I suppose that Leafy Lesbo here helped you?" Morgana said, clearly not done yet.
"I swear, once I get out of this statue, you're gonna regret saying that." Maedel said.
"I guess we'll have to keep you in there longer than." Morgana said.
"Girls! Can we get back to the poor prince you made me decide the future of?" I asked.
"Oh. Sure. What did you decide Sara?" Morgana asked, still giving Maedel the evil eye.
"We think it would be better if you sent him home." I said.
"I know. I was watching you two. He's already back in his kingdom. In fact, he might be in a new body by now."
Morgana said as she conjured a magic mirror on the wall next to the others. It showed a frog hopping away from
a stampede of horny girls.
"Well, that's even funnier." Morgana said.
"You were watching us? So this was all just for your amusement?" Maedel asked.
"No Bark Britches, like I said, this is all for you." Morgana replied.
"I want the receipt." Maedel mumbled.
"Really though, you were spying on us?" I asked.
"Oh alright fine. I was, but if you two are going to react like this, I'll stop. Or at least, I won't tell you
next time." Morgana said, disappearing as quickly as she had appeared.
"I don't trust her." Maedel remarked.
"What? I'm shocked." I replied.
"Hardy har har. But really, she's too freakishly powerful. She can watch us at any time, turn us into
anything, affect our brains, we wouldn't even know. You need to figure out how to defend yourself before she
turns on us." Maedel said.
"When? She's been nothing but kind to us-" I started.
"Really?" Maedel asked.
"Alright, to me-" I started, again.
"Really?" Maedel repeated.
"Fine! She's evil! Are you happy now?" I asked.
Maedel sighed. "Look, I just don't want you to end up as just a transformed picture in one of her mirrors. I
especially don't want her to enjoy it. So please, for both our good, find a way to defend yourself for if you
ever need it." Maedel pleaded. I went to speak but stopped. I remembered the barbarian, how I was hopelessly
outmatched. How Morgana had to save me. How I gave myself the airbags I currently wore.
"You're right. Well, partially. I should learn some way to fight. Any suggestions?" I asked.