"Well, here I go..." Sarah said, climbing out of her car. After taking a week off from school, which she described as a "growing soreness", her mother made her go back to school. "I still don't see how you could have had such an extreme growth spurt practically overnight." Sarah remembered her mother saying to her.

"I still don't see what you're so worried about." Petty said. "You have clothes that fit, all of your body parts intact, and you're going to be easily the most attractive person here." Looking down, Sarah saw Her fairy friend's head sticking out of her cleavage.

"And I still don't see why you wanted. to come along." talking to her winged companion

"Well, I just wanted to see if Human High School was anything like Fairy school." Petty explained

"Really? Fairys have to go to school?" Sarah asked. "What's it like?"

"It depends on the Fairy, and what we're training in specifically, but for me, it's sorta like...an orgy of constant waves of pleasure."

"Well, I think you're going to be a little disappointed." Sarah said flatly

"Just you wait. You think you're Little Miss Prim and Propper now, but trust me, you won't been feeling the same way when your ankles are behind your ears."

"What are you talking about?" Sarah said. "Ive never done anything...Like that."

"Let me explain it like this. You're a fairy now, specifically a Fairy of Life and Growth. Your powers to make things grow are tied into your emotions, especially arousal. Some as small as a few minor changes triggered by your thoughts could have you collapsed on the ground pawing at your dripping snatch if you can't control yourself.

It could also work work in the reverse order. You're getting felt up, and your mind's going a mile a minute. It's not uncommon for one of those thoughs to trigger a spell. The worst part is, is that your spell is usually something like "More!" or "Bigger!" so you don't get to pick a target for he spell until it's already been cast."

"Okay, so any other words of advice?" Sarah asked

"Yes. I want you to use your powers today."

"But...didn't you just tell me everything bad that could happen?" Sarah said

"Yeah, but you're never going to get better if you don't practice." Petty said. "And besides, you look like you need to get laid." Sarah didn't respond, and instead shoved Petty back down into her cleavage.

Sarah gulped, and walked into the school. Towering above 99% of the students, she was obviously the center of attention. From the jocks, who stared at her as some sort of sex object; to the loner goth kids who were impressed and intimidated by her height, but would never show any outward emotion to show that.

Stop Staring....Stop Staring....Stop Staring....Stop Staring.... Sarah chanted to herself, wishing she could just be invisible. her 6'3" frame was a presence in the crowded hallways of James E. Carter High School, and Sarah easily got to her locker, where Bryan was waiting for her. "What happened to you?" he asked

"Long Story. Let's just call it a growth spurt." Sarah said. Bryan simply shrugged, and when off with Sarah to their first period Geometry Class, where Sarah had to explain her new figure another 15 times before she just stopped answering people. At least she drew the attention away from Vanessa. The head cheerleader had some basic insults thrown at Sarah, but she had just ignored them. It was nothing that she couldn't handle. Class started, and the students took their seats, with Vanessa still stewing, and the lesson on proving triangles congruent. Soon, Sarah found herself bored with Mr. Campbell's lesson.

Ugh, Geometry can kiss my Angle-Side-Side. Sarah thought to herself as she started to daydream. She looked around the room, until she noticed Anthony "Poindexter" Pollack sitting next to him. He was a nice guy. Funny, Smart, and able to turn a phrase with ease. However, because of his Advanced Placement and awkward physical appearance, he had earned his nickname of Poindexter. It's really a shame. Once his face clears up, and he bulks up a little bit, he's going to be very handsome.

Suddenly, Anthony's shoulders began to widen. The acne on his face vanished, and his arms gained more definition. Not huge, but better than the scrawny body he had before.Glancing down, Sarah noticed that the bulge in Tony's pants was getting larger and larger with each second. His legs rippled with muscle, and his body looked overall athletic. Anthony glanced around class, then back down at himself. He flexed his arm, and smiled. He mouthed the word "Awesome". That was, until he put his hand down on his now 6 inch flaccid member. He almost jumped out of his seat with joy, but then looked around quickly, and back down, smiling.

Sarah felt weird. Not bad...just weird. She felt like she was getting pins and needles stuck in her entire body, and in her most sensitive spots. However, she didn't feel any pain, just pleasure. Ooh, Petty wasn't joking when she said this felt good. Sarah thought. She had some fun for the rest of the class period, boosting figures and appearances of most of the class subtly. She thought she would do this a lot, overtime, so she wouldn't stick out like such a sore thumb. Some noticed the subtle changes, most didn't.

"Mr. Campbell, can I go to the lavitory?" Vanessa asked, interrupting the teacher's lecture. He just looked at her with dead eyes, and replied, "I don't know, can you?"

"Oh, Mr. Campbell, you're so silly!" Vanessa said, walking out of the room. Sarah's mouth curled into a malicious smile. Timing it just right, Sarah began to focus her magic when Vanessa entered the girl's bathroom. Suddenly, Vanessa clutched her stomach in pain. She let out a large groan as her stomach lurched forward, popping the button right off her jeans. In a matter of seconds, Vanessa looked to be 8 months pregnant.

Back in class, Sarah was trying her hardest not to begin masturbating in the middle of class. Vanessa reentered the class, and pointed right at Sarah. "You did this! Didn't you, bitch?" She yelled.

"If you think I got you pregnant, then you must have failed sex ed back in middle school." Sarah replied.

"No, you probably put some fucking spell on me because you're a jealous bitch, and that's exactly how you became the giant freak you are now!"

"Oh yes Vanessa, I pulled out a little Magic wand out of my backpack, and that's what made you preggers." Sarah laughed.

"Ms. Whiteside, please take your seat." Mr. Campbell said in calm monotone.

"But Mr. Campbell, she-."

"What happens in your body is none of our business. Your stupid practical jokes have no place in my class. Sit. Down." the teacher replied.

"But-" This time Vanessa was interrupted by the bell, signaling the end of class. "This isn't over, bitch!" Vanessa yelled, storming out of the room, with one hand on her back for support.