Ty wished the Centerville girl was a bitch.
Immediately, the girl began to shrink and grow tan fur all over her body. Her face stretched out into a muzzle as her nose became dark and wet. Her ears grew large and floppy as the hair on her head receded to the length of fur. Her purse dropped out of her hand, and her eyes filled with shock and confusion as she looked down at her hands shrinking into paws and pulling up into her school jacket. Her height dwindled. A furry tail poked out of her skirt just before her front paws hit the ground. Her back paws slipped out of her shoes. One of them, still had a sock hanging from it. She stood there on all fours and looked up a the girl she had just hit. Then, she whimpered.
"W-what did you do?" Julie asked Ty.
"I made her into what she was acting like, a bitch."
Julie was dumbfounded. In the place of the rude Centerville girl stood a golden retriever dressed in ill-fitting girl clothes, like a Halloween joke.
"Hey," a woman called from behind the concession stand. "Whose dog is that?"
"Not ours," said Ty.
"Pets aren't allowed in the the stadium," said the woman as she walked out from behind the stand. "Here doggy," she said holding out a hand to sniff. "I'm a friend." She reached out for the dog, but the former girl recoiled from the woman. "Stay still." The dog took off clumsily running. When former girl turned a corner, the woman gave up her pursuit. "Well, someone will find it and take care of it, I guess."
Ty smiled. "I'm sure she'll find a loving home somewhere."
Julie just looked up at him in silent fear.
"Come on, sweetie," he said putting an arm around her back. "Let's get back to the game."