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Being best friends with a witch can be exhausting. Rebecca was a lot of fun to be around sometimes, but she was always pushing for me to get out of my comfort zone and be more outgoing. Personally, I was very happy in my little social bubble, thank you very much, but she kept on trying.

It was the day before Halloween and I had been fully planning on staying in and playing Call of Duty all weekend, but Rebecca wanted me to come out with her tomorrow night to a party one of the frats on campus was throwing. I pointed out I hadn’t bought a costume, but she told me she’d taken the luxury of getting one for me.....using her “special gift”. That, of course, was a reference to a spell of some sort.

Rebecca and I had been friends since we were kids; I’d been the first one she’d come to when she’d learned she had magical powers. Her mentioning that she’d used magic to get the costume made me wary....she also had a mischievous streak. I’d spent a month with her at cheer camp freshmen year of high school thinking I was “Britney” after we argued over whether cheerleading was a sport or not.

Seeing my skeptical expression she rushed to assure me that it was a “totally manly” costume. She pointed over to a box sitting in the corner of the room. Walking over and opening it up, I saw it was a SWAT police officer costume, and an quick look made it looked like it fit me pretty well. With a sigh, I agreed to go with her to the party after all, causing her to cheer.

The next day went by quickly, and soon it looked like it was time to get ready for the party. Shutting off my X-Box, I stripped down and changed into the SWAT outfit. I paused in front of my mirror to take a quick look before I went out in public.....and that’s when I felt a tingle.

My dark brown hair rapidly grew out, then bunched itself into a sort of a dude ponytail. The tactical vest I was wearing reformed itself into short dress. The word SWAT was now scrawled on my rapidly expanding chest, while fishnets and knee high boots formed to cover my now hairless legs. My waist skinned and my facial features changed. I was now a hot brunette.

I tottered over to my phone, intending on calling Rebecca and figuring out why she’d transformed me, when I saw there was already texts waiting on my now hot pink phone.

“Hey hon!

Sorry about using the special gift on you, but I met these two guys at the party, and I kinda promised them a double date with me and my hot bestie.

All you have to do is bring that cute little ass down here and I’ll handle the rest. Lots of people are waiting to meet you Sasha!”

I sighed. Rebecca was stubborn; there was no way she’d turn me back before I at least made an appearance at the party.

As I walked out the door, I mused that it looked like I was going to have to be a lot more outgoing than I’d planned.

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Being best friends with a witch can be exhausting. Rebecca was a lot of fun to be around sometimes, but she was always pushing for me to get out of my comfort zone and be more outgoing. Personally, I was very happy in my little social bubble, thank you very much, but she kept on trying.

It was the day before Halloween and I had been fully planning on staying in and playing Call of Duty all weekend, but Rebecca wanted me to come out with her tomorrow night to a party one of the frats on campus was throwing. I pointed out I hadn’t bought a costume, but she told me she’d taken the luxury of getting one for me.....using her “special gift”. That, of course, was a reference to a spell of some sort.

Rebecca and I had been friends since we were kids; I’d been the first one she’d come to when she’d learned she had magical powers. Her mentioning that she’d used magic to get the costume made me wary....she also had a mischievous streak. I’d spent a month with her at cheer camp freshmen year of high school thinking I was “Britney” after we argued over whether cheerleading was a sport or not.

Seeing my skeptical expression she rushed to assure me that it was a “totally manly” costume. She pointed over to a box sitting in the corner of the room. Walking over and opening it up, I saw it was a SWAT police officer costume, and an quick look made it looked like it fit me pretty well. With a sigh, I agreed to go with her to the party after all, causing her to cheer.

The next day went by quickly, and soon it looked like it was time to get ready for the party. Shutting off my X-Box, I stripped down and changed into the SWAT outfit. I paused in front of my mirror to take a quick look before I went out in public.....and that’s when I felt a tingle.

My dark brown hair rapidly grew out, then bunched itself into a sort of a dude ponytail. The tactical vest I was wearing reformed itself into short dress. The word SWAT was now scrawled on my rapidly expanding chest, while fishnets and knee high boots formed to cover my now hairless legs. My waist skinned and my facial features changed. I was now a hot brunette.

I tottered over to my phone, intending on calling Rebecca and figuring out why she’d transformed me, when I saw there was already texts waiting on my now hot pink phone.

“Hey hon!

Sorry about using the special gift on you, but I met these two guys at the party, and I kinda promised them a double date with me and my hot bestie.

All you have to do is bring that cute little ass down here and I’ll handle the rest. Lots of people are waiting to meet you Sasha!”

I sighed. Rebecca was stubborn; there was no way she’d turn me back before I at least made an appearance at the party.

As I walked out the door, I mused that it looked like I was going to have to be a lot more outgoing than I’d planned.