"Are you sure you can do this?" Sarah asked.

"Shouldn't be too hard." Petty said, "Although I've never done something like this before." Sarah was beginning to worry now. Didn't Petty say she did stuff like this with no problem? But before Sarah was able to voice her concerns, Petty had already begun the spell. Speaking in more clicks and whistles, Sarah's body felt as If it were being caressed by thousands of invisible hands, reahaping her in Petty's image.

Sarah gasped as her chest began to take up more and more room in the sky blue hoodie she was wearing. Her 34B bra have up the fight rather quickly, as the clasp snapped and fell. Shut, that was one of my favorite bras! Sarah thought as her breasts reached the E mark. Sue began to notice the strain that her bossums were placing on her back, but soon felt them rise up on her chestnas her back muscles strengthened.

Sarah's shoulder length chestnairyair exploded down her back to her hips, which had already begun to widen. Along with a swelling bottom, the tight denim shorts Sarah was wearing were beginning to tear at the seams, but she just moaned and paid no attention to it as her body transformed. Her legs lengthed and gained an athletic boost, and nearly ten inches of height to Sarah's small frame. Any ounce of fat that Sarah was carrying on her Waist melted away as her stomach tightened, giving her a very feminine six pack.

But then came the big change. The one that Sarah was 't expecting. On her back, two sturdy yet delecate fairy wings sprouted through the back of her sweatshirt. Sarah gasped as her hands flew behind her. "Woah! I did NOT ask for this!" Sarah yelled.

"Umm, yes you did." Petty said. "You asked for, and I quote, to make you look like me. Well you got the whole package, little Missy. You're a fairy now."

"Well change me back!" Sarah shouted

"No can do. I can only change a living creature's species once in a Fairy year."

"And how long is that in human hours?" Sarah asked

"Hours? Try months. Three of 'em to be precise."

" Well that's just fucking great!" Sarah screamed, tears welling in her eyes. "I look like a fucking Tinkerbell ripoff, and there's no say I can hide half of this shit from my mom!" Sarah burried her head into a pillow, and began to bawl. Petty began to feel bad. If there was one thing she hated, it was someone crying. "There there, it'll be alright." Petty said, patting Sarah on the back.