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Suddenly he could feel through his arms . He looked down to at the hairs to see them combining and reshaping into white feathers.
"What is happening?" his mother said, coming over to him.
He tried to explain. "It said something about a spell...I think..."
"A spell? You mean like magic?"
Jon nodded.
His father walked over, looking at the scroll. "It's probably some kind of prank," he said.
"I don't think so," Jon replied "How would they make feathers appear on me?"
"Well, let's see what we can do," his mom said reaching over to try and pull one of the feathers off. He yelped when she did.
"Ow! That hurts!" he exclaimed.
She took her hand back. "Sorry."
Jon laughed nervously. "No, I'm sorry. But this is really weird."
"We'll get through it," his dad assured him. "And if it turns out to be some sort of trick, we'll figure out how to deal with it."
"But who would go to that much trouble?" Jon asked. "Who'd want to play a joke on me?"
"Someone who wants to embarrass you," his dad suggested. "Somebody who doesn't know you very well."
"Or someone who just likes messing with people," his mom added.
Jon thought about that. He didn't like it.
"You're right," he agreed. "It must be a prank."
He stood up, then looks down as his feet changed shape. His legs became bird-like talons, and he hopped around on them.
"That feels strange," he said.
His mother reached out to touch his leg, and he jumped back, flapping his wings. She pulled her hand away quickly.
"Are you okay?"
"I'm turning into a bird. No I am not ok."
His dad laughed. "Don't worry. We'll figure this out. Just stay calm. And remember: no matter what happens, we're here for you."
Jon nodded. "Thanks. I'll try."
He groans as he feels his chest and groin changing.
"Oh god," he moaned. "This is worse than the first time."
His chest expands, the required muscles for his wings. His shoulders grow.
"I can't believe this is happening," he said.
He looks down at his body, and it seems to be changing faster now.
He reaches down to feel the buldge between his legs shrinking into nothing.
"Oh my gosh!" he cried.
"What is it?" his mom asked.
"I think it has made me female."
"What?" his mom said.
"I think I've become a girl," he said.
"Are you sure?" his dad asked.
"Harpy" Zoe piped up.
"A what?" his mom asked.
"Harpy. Bird women from myth," Zoe explained.
"Really?" his mom asked. "Do you know anything about them?"
Zoe shook her head. "Just myths. They were supposed to be beautiful and seductive, but evil."
