"The skaters already have a chick" Rihanna said, looking up and down Janine
She had shrunk to an athletic tanned skater of barely 5 foot
"We need to give you something to stand out, something more than just being a skater girl..."
She clicked her tongue, mulling it over. Her friend Nancy walked up to her and whispered something in her ear.
"well... I guess.... Okay, Janine, you get to keep some of your own traits, repeat after me"
Janine tried to close her eyes to avoid Rihanna's influence but it didn't work like that
"I'm 6 foot 2... but that doesn't get in the way of my athletic prowess"
"I'm 6 foot 2 but that doesn't get in the way of my athletic prowess" Janine dared to open one eye to look at her changing body.
She was getting her height back, but it was all going to her legs. Her toned legs created a feminine curve into her ass.
Her bones almost creaked when her body shifted to allow enough dexterity to compensate for her unwieldy size.
Rihanna continued like she hadn't a care in the world. "I like to read when I'm not skating, talking to popular girls makes me nervous."
'That was uncalled for' Janine thought 'I was never afraid of you I just didn't think you were worth my time, besides I only ever read in school.'
But by magical compulsion she was forced to repeat the words.
She suddenly was bombasted by all sorts of knowledge, well known literature, popular fiction series and a damn lot of books about skating.
Those were books she had retroactively read over the years apparently. She was immediately able to come up with a nice quip to Rihanna to put her in her place,
but when she looked at the smug face of the cheerleader she suddenly felt incredibly inferior. The words stuck in her throat.
"One last thing Janine" Said Rihanna.
Janine replied "One last-"
"Don't repeat THAT" Rihanna fumed.
"Listen, every group with two girls in it has one prude and one slut, my sister taught me that, so I'll give you a choice"
She smiled
"will you be the slut or the prude?"