"... a worm!" Before Ms. Berger could say anything, Sally pointed the wand at her and said "abracarurm, be a worm!"
Ms. Berger dropped into her clothes, which fell to the floor in a neat pile.
"Ms. Berger!" cried Monica. "Sally, what did you do to her?"
"Didn't you hear me?" said Sally contemptuously. She walked over to the pile of clothing and looked down into it. There, on top of the shoes, panties, and pantyhose inside the pile was what she was looking for. "This is Ms. Berger now!"
For everyone in the class to see, Sally held up in her hand the new Ms. Berger. Ms. Berger had been very pretty. She was average size with dark brown hair. Several of the boys in the class had looked longlingly at her shapely legs and pert "boobies" (as they called them when she wasn't listening), her pink lips, and her attractive face. All that was gone now, replaced by a small, wet, wrigging little thing in Sally's hand. Sally wondered if she knew what had happened to her. She hoped she did.
"What should I do with her?" asked Sally.
