"Well, I could just change you into a guy, but then there would be other problems. First off, you'd have to
apply to the school for next term. They'd want to see transcripts, and forging those will take time, and may
not work. You want to be in this term's class anyway right?"
"Yes, so?"
"So, the easiest way is to take the place of some guy already in the incoming class," Erik grinned, "Since I'm
an alumnus, I have access to the entire incoming class." He clicked on his computer and pulled up a bunch of
school photos. He hovered over Abercrombie Addams, the first photo on the left corner. "How about him?"
"Abercrombie?" she crinkled her nose up, "Isn't there someone in the P's? Besides he looks short.
Erik scrolled down, and laughed, "Here's the guy for you, Penny." He stopped on a dark haired guy with
chiseled features and green eyes. His last name was Penney. "He's not too short either and he was captain of
his prep school's LaCrosse team."
"Well, maybe? Can I see more of him?"
"Sure, let me try a locator spell," Erik said.
Then he activated his magic mirror.
"Whoa!" he said taking a step backward from the glass.
They had caught Alex Penney in the shower.
"Hm, he's perfect," Penny blurted out.
"You're sure about this?"
"Yes."
"Okay, here are your options, 1) we turn him into a skinsuit and you wear him like costume, 2) we swap your
bodies - I don't know how keen he'll be to be a girl, 3) you share his body, 4) you become his doppelganger
and we turn him into something inanimate that you can keep with you at all times."
Erik proceeded to draw a chalk circle on his bedroom floor.
"I haven't even told you which one, why are you drawing a hex circle?"
"Because we need him here to do any of those spells, and we can see he is unarmed and unwarded at the moment.
This is the best time to snag him in a trap spell, so we can do one of the transformation spell. So which one
will it be?"
"What are the downsides of any of those spells?"
"You should know, you little witch," Erik chided.
Through the looking glass, Alex was rinsing the shampoo out of his hair. Lather coursed down his muscular tan
body. He had no idea, he was being watched, and soon would be replaced by a girl. He was excited. He was in
New York City in a hotel. If he had been home, the wards and charms would have protected him. If he had
bothered to activate his traveling security spell when he checked in instead of just chaining the door, he
might be alright, but it was too late now.