During Science, everyone kept taking backward glances at Cal. They knew something was up, but he could probably take someone out in a nanosecond.
Cal decided to see what it would be like to change other people.
After wishing, Cal watched another scrawny guy in his class, named Jason. Jason's arms started to lengthen and become thinner. They kept growing longer and his arms were are thin as pencils, and sitting on his chair, Jason's arms were on the floor.
No one had noticed yet except from Cal and Jason himself, who was madly trying to move his hands into such a way that would hide anything strange.
"Are you all right there, Jason?" Miss Georges asked Jason.
"Yes, miss... just, uh, stretch -" Jason stopped once he realized how true it was. "Just, um... scratching an itch, miss."
Scratching an itch. Pfft! Jason started to cry like a little kid and ran out of the classroom, with his arms dragging behind, almost scraping the floor.
Now everyone had seen it. Whispers carried themselves around the classroom faster than light itself.
"Class!" Everyone looked up again. "It's nothing to worry about! Just... a... disorder. A disorder that he has."
"That makes his arms touch the ground, miss?" Jasmine asked. She was an annoying little jerk.
"Yes... it's.. er, very... a very rare case, you see," Miss Georges tried. Everyone looked at her sceptically.
Cal was loving it. He could change anyone and anything!
But Cal had an idea. How would Miss Georges look as a guy?
"Okay now, class. We're going to look at the pro - the properti - the prrraargh!" Georges began to feel the effects of the wish and was now bending over. Her voice was deepening as she spoke. "We're going to look at the properties of alkaliiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiiii!! HELP!" Georges shouted, her voice now completely male.
"Are you okay, miss?" Jasmine smirked.
"Yes, Jasmine. Just... morning.. phlegm... thaaaaaaaaaaaarrrr..." Miss Georges stumbled around dizzily until falling onto the floor. "The properties of alkali metals. Can anyone give an exa - an exampl... an... exaaample?"
Cal could see the makeup on Georges' face fading away quickly, new lips, new eyes, new nose. All more masculine than before. In addition, her long, red, flowing hair began to shorten and become a dark brown. It stopped just on top of hi - her head and reformed itself to look like a guy's hairdo.
Georges swam her hands around her head crazily.
"Miss, are you going bald?" Jasmine asked.
"No... eaaargh... you know what, children, just... talk amongst yourssseeEELLVEEESS..... about.... scciIIIEENceee...."
The room became loud with the chitter chatter of the pupils, but Cal kept watching the teacher.
Her breasts had completely disappeared, and Georges peeked underneath her shirt to see... no bra, no breasts. Just a pair of male nipples.
Her narrow little shoulders became broader and more powerful, and her arms became thicker, her hands larger. Her hips became thinner, waist wider. Her body was straight edged.
She quickly moved her hands down, hiding the tiny lump that had just appeared at her genital area. Her too-small female clothes weren't capable of hiding the reproductive organ that was protruding from her body. She tried to cover it more, but it was about eight inches long now.
Her feet grew from a little woman's size to an average male, leaving her shoes in ruins. Hair appeared on Miss Georges' face, giving her a strong, visible beard.
Hair covered almost every square inch of her body, which she looked at in horror.
"Heeelp!" She yelled in a masculine voice, and headed to the door.
"Where's Miss Georges?" Jasmine asked, who couldn't keep her eyes off the very visible member that Miss Georges had obtained.
Miss Georges never answered the question, and quickly ran out of the class.