"Aha!" Hogatha cackled, pulling a twisted root from her bag.
"And what manner of thing is that?" asked Jewel.
"I call her my discombobulater, dearie. She'll turn ye' inside out and upside down 'til ye don't know what's what. Good for orks, the stupid ones."
Jewel laughed. "You are simply too cute like that Carl."
"It's Hogatha now, lass, and you should be more quiet, I smell the beasties comin' for us."
They sat quietly, watching the castle, until Dragonthwapper came from behind them, saw the fearful look on the princess' face and the little witch waving a root about.
"HOLD, wench!" he bellowed, brandishing his sword and crashing into the clearing.
With that, Hogatha lept into the air, pointed the root at horse and rider, and shreaked "Hasenpfeffer!" causing both Thunderclap and Dragonthwapper to be engulfed in a cloud of white smoke, from which came a male voice, a female voice, and the neighing of horses.
When the smoke cleared, a male and female centaur stood together. It was obvious that both had parts of Thunderclap, not only in their black lower body, but in their wider faces and the shaggy tufts of black horse hair that grew only around their wrists, matching that on each hoof.
The male looked strikingly similar to Dragonthwapper, with a strong chin and barrel chest, now outside it's armor. As masculine as the male was, so was the female feminine, with heavy, dark-nippled breasts and smooth, toned curves. Her horrified green eyes took in her transformed body.
"Geez-o-Pete, not again!"
The male looked, if possible, even more surprised as he looked up and said "Melvin? Woah... you look hot."
"Shut the hell up!" Melvin said. As he looked up, he added "Hey, you look pretty good too," before freezing in terror and passing out.
Sandy looked down sadly. Melvin just wasn't as mentally durable as she was. After being a male horse, this felt much more natural. Melvin would get used to it too, in time. Then, Sandy noticed a high pitched voice, and saw a small, fat little woman waving her hands about next to someone he recognized as Princess Jewel.
"Oh dear! Oh my! Sure an' I'm sorry for all of this. We'll have ye right in two flaps of a bat's wings. Just don't ye worry about it."
"By Mab's carriage, Dragonthwapper, how've you gotten yourself into this one?" sighed the Princess, wincing after the words came out of her mouth.
"Uh... I'm not Dragonthwapper. That was Melvin over there. I was Thunderclap or Sandy or... something."
Suddenly Hogatha gasped and looked up at the new centaur timidly.
"Oh dear," she said, "oh... I don't think I can fix this one."
