"Oh, the suit's shrinking! It's crushing me," Kyle gasped.
"No, it's not," Sam laughed, "Prince Charming!"
The girls all giggle. "I don't think kissing will help him!" shouted Rebecca.
Kyle opened his mouth and his chest swelled out like a balloon.
He croaked.
He leapt and flew 20 feet across the room.
He croaked again.
"Yes, Kyle, you're a frog now."
"Oh, please tell me you'll let me dissect him in Bio Class!" Rebecca begged.
Kyle actually leaped backwards banging his tiny green butt against the wall.
"Oh, Kyle, come now, where are you going to escape? Be a good little froggy and come over here."
Sarah asked, "Say, Sam, we couldn't invite the whole soccer team over, and change them all into ingredients and see what happens when we make the brew in Shakespeare's MacBeth. You know eye of newt, toe of frog... And we've already got the frog."