Frida was 16 years old, had long, red hair, freckles on her face, green eyes, and was 5' 5".
She lived with her mother and her 5-year-old little sister Annie.
Her father had passed on, so her mom was a widow.
Today when Frida stepped outside, she couldn't put her finger on it, but something in the air smelled different....almost.....intoxicating.
She walked to school, and noticed some people seemed a bit shorter with pointy ears, some people seemed to have pale skin with a bit of red on their noses, some seemed to have bulges at the base of their spines, some seemed to have slightly longer noses, and some even seemed a bit younger.
Frida didn't think it should be anything to worry about, and she arrived at her first class of the day.
It was history. She sat though it and listened to the teacher, when she was hit with a spitball in the back of the neck!
She turned around and saw it was Greg - that guy was always causing trouble!
After class, she confronted him about it.
"That wasn't very mature, Greg!" she told him.
"Oh lighten up, Frida!" he said smiling "I was only having some fun."
"Honestly," Frida told him in anger "sometimes I think you're just a monkey!"
Upon saying that, she noticed his ears getting bigger, his face pushing out into a simian muzzle, his black hair spreading all over his body except his face, hands and feet which were becoming hands, a long, prehensile tail erupt out the back of his pants, and finally, he shrank down to only two feet tall, and his clothes shrank with him.
"You say that like it's a bad thing." he said smiling in a higher-pitched voice "I'm a monkey - of COURSE I'm gonna monkey around! You need to not be racist against me for being a monkey. Now I'm going to go in the girls' bathroom and throw toilet paper at them!" and he scampered off before she could say anything else to him.
As she was walking to her next class, Frida accidentally bumped into the blonde cheerleader Meg.
"Watch where you're going!" she spat at Frida.
"Sorry." Frida replied.
"You almost made be drop my books." Meg told her "If I have to pay for new ones, it'll be your fault!"
"Please stop being a bitch!" Frida told Meg, and as soon as Frida said that, she saw Meg's body reshape, and she was now a blonde poodle with her blue human eyes, eyeshadow, lipstick, pink claws, a collar around her neck that had her name on a golden bone-shaped tag, and all her clothes had reshaped to fit her canine body.
"I can't help it!" Meg replied "I bitch is what I am! I just hope I haven't gotten fleas from bumping into you!" and with that, Meg took her books in her mouth, and headed off to her next class.
Frida couldn't believe what was happening!
She saw others turn into talking animals like that, and others turn into clowns, mimes, elves, and other things.
It wouldn't be long before she transformed.