"Are those tears I see? You thought you were so big when you tattled on me, but I'll make you into a real crybaby. Abracaby, be a baby."
Monica body abruptly began shrinking down as she suddenly grew younger. Until she was just a baby sitting amid Monica's now too large clothes. Monica looked around confused and then began bawling. The kids near her took a step back
Sally laughed. "That'll teach you to tattle on me you crybaby." Sally felt wonderful. At last things were going her way. She had never felt so powerful or in control in her life. It was intoxicating. She pointed her wand at a random boy who just happend to be standing near baby Monica. "Abracaog, be a frog." She watched in glee as the boys form strunk down and his clothes collapsed into a heap. A small green frog struggled out from under the boys shirt. She smiled and turn to the rest of the class. They all took a step back, some were crying, some were pleading for her to stop.
A wicked grin crossed her face. She was going to have such fun.
