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This story was written as a serial on my Yahoo group over a period of several months. Trouble Comes to School By Morpheus Part 1 It was nearly an hour before school yet three figures huddled together behind the football bleachers of Kay Osterman High School. The three boys were alternately known as Geek Squad or the Nerd Patrol among the other students, but today they hoped that was about to change. Martin was the tallest of the three, though he was also the skinniest and troubled by bad acne. Beside him were Theo, who was badly overweight and notorious for his poor hygiene, and Lewis, who was the shortest of the group. With his pale skin, thick glasses and the tangled red hair that was impossible to control, Lewis appeared every inch the stereotype of a nerd, a fact which sometimes frustrated him. "So what the hell are we doing out here so early?" Theo demanded of Martin with a scowl, "When you called me last night, you said you had something that could completely change how everyone at school treated us." "You said something about getting girlfriends," Lewis pointed out skeptically. Martin nodded eagerly as he reached into his backpack, pulling out a large scroll. "It's a magic spell," he exclaimed proudly, "It's supposed to summon some sort of deity to grant our wishes." Lewis and Theo both stared at him as though he were insane. "You're kidding," Lewis gasped. "I hate to tell you this," Theo pointed out, "But that stuff in Dungeons and dragons ain't real..." "Well this is real," Martin protested defiantly, "I got it from a weird old lady last night. She said that all we have to do is cast the spell and it will summon someone who can help us. And from what she showed me, I believe her." "Let me guess," Lewis commented with a note of sarcasm, "We only have to trade our souls." "It's nothing like that," Martin protested. It took Martin several more minutes, but he finally convinced his friends that it wouldn't hurt to at least try casting the spell. Lewis and Theo sighed as they humored him and poured some powdered chalk he'd brought into a circle. Once this was done, they all stood back and carefully read the strange sounding words on the scroll aloud. When the finally syllable for the spell had left their mouths, they were stunned to see a purple mist forming inside of the circle. All three of them jumped back, staring in amazement. The mist inside the circle continued to grow thicker, beginning to glow with a strange light as well. A minute later, a humanoid figure appeared, standing in the center of the mist. "Holy shit," Lewis blurted out, "It's real." "It's a trick," Theo gasped, "It has to be..." They all just stared at the figure, which was covered entirely in purple robes. A hood was pulled over it's face, concealing all of it's features in darkness except for a pair of glowing green eyes that was looking straight at them. "You summoned me," the figure said in an eerie voice. "What is it you desire of me?" "We," Martin stammered, "I was told you could grant wishes." The figure slowly nodded, then extended its hand, revealing a pendant that it held by the chain. The pendant looked something like a glowing green marble with veins of purple running through it. A bit of gold metal that looked almost like the roots of a tree wrapped partly around the marble, grasping it tight and allowing to dangle from the chain. "This pendant contains three wishes," the figure announced, casually dropping it to the ground by it's feet. "Use them as you will." A moment later, the purple clad figure stepped back into the mist and vanished from view. The mists swirled faster and faster, until they faded away entirely, leaving nothing but a nearly empty chalk circle. The only thing to reveal that this had not just been a figment of their imagination was the pendant, which remained on the ground. "Holy shit," Theo gulped, "It really worked." Lewis nodded and carefully picked up the pendant. He held it up for a better look, marveling at how strange it looked. But suddenly, Martin snatched it from his hands, exclaiming, "I found the spell so I get to make my wish first." "Hey," Lewis scowled, then sighed, admitting that Martin was right. "So what are you going to wish for?" "I don't know," Martin admitted with an embarrassed look. "I've got several great ideas but I haven't decided on which one yet." "Well, whatever you wish for," Theo grinned, eying the pendant greedily, "I know what I want. Man, today is going to be fun." All three of them grinned as they started walking towards the school entrance, looking forward to school and what the day would bring, for what had to be the first time in as long as they could remember. There would be no doubt that today, things would be different. --- Alex walked down the school hallway, nodding to one of his friends as he went past and saying hi to another. He saw his best friend Mickey a short distance away would have gone over to talk to him if it hadn't been only a couple minutes until first period started. "Hey, that was a great game you guys played last week," one boy said as he came up beside Alex. "Yeah," Alex nodded, thinking of the hard played basketball game, "It was a good game but I can't take any credit for it. I only got my hands on the ball twice, so it's not like I'm one of the star players or anything." "True," the other boy grinned, "But at least you're on the team." "True," Alex agreed, then hurried on his way so he wouldn't be late for class. Just then, Alex suddenly saw a beautiful girl. She was gorgeous, with long blonde hair and a killer figure. She had to be one of, if not the hottest girl that he'd ever seen inside the school. Because of that, Alex had no doubt that she was new. If she'd been there for any length of time at all, he certainly would have seen her before this. "Do you know who she is?" Alex asked the nearest boy, pointing towards the girl. "Who?" the other boy blinked. But when Alex turned to look the girl again, he saw that she'd vanished into the crowd and disappeared. He scowled, definitely wanting to see that hot girl again. Of course, if she really was a new student like he thought, then he'd be seeing her again. "Damn she was hot." Alex shook his head then continued on to class. An hour later, Alex was sitting his seat while his second period teacher performed the roll call. Mr. Haskins was an old fashioned teacher who believed in certain formalities. He insisted that all of his students address him by his title, though also took care to use theirs. "Mister Burges," Mr. Haskins looked to one of the students, "You were absent yesterday so I believe you owe me the homework I assigned the day before." "Think he's going to give us a quiz?" Mickey whispered to Alex from the seat beside him. "I wouldn't be surprised," Alex sighed back. "I think he has some rule about having to give one at least once a week." Alex leaned back, not as worried about the quiz as he'd let Mickey think. He might not be a straight A student, but always made sure to be caught up in class. Unlike several of the other guys on the basketball team, he was smart enough to know that he couldn't rely on athletic skills to get him anywhere. "Mister Green," Mr. Haskins glared at Mickey, "I believe that you owe me an assignment as well." Mickey stammered, obviously not having finished the assignment, which didn't surprise Alex in the least. Mickey tended to procrastinate about everything until the last minute or until it was too late. He'd gotten in trouble in more than one class due to turning in his assignments late... or not at all. But just then, Mickey was saved by a newcomer. Alex stared in surprise as the hot blond he'd seen earlier walked into the classroom as though she'd done so a thousand times before. "Hey," she grinned at Mr. Haskins, "I'm the new student." "Oh yes," Mr. Haskins responded, blinking and then looking at some sheets of paper. He frowned slightly, "This doesn't look right... Is this your first name or your last?" The blond looked at the sheet of paper and shrugged, "Both." Mr. Haskins shook his head, then gestured to an empty seat next to Alex, "You may have a seat there." Then he looked around the rest of the class and announced, "I would like you all to welcome your new classmate, Miss Chiff." The blonde calmly sat down beside Alex, then turned to grin at him. He stared at her, noticing that her pink shirt had the word GODDESS written across the chest. Then she winked at Alex and exclaimed, "This school is gonna be a lot of fun." Part 2 Martin walked down the school hallway, lost in thought as his fingers caressed the strange pendant he had been given. He could feel a strange warmth coming from inside it, along with it's power. It was hard to believe that this piece of jewelry actually contained three wishes, but he didn't doubt it. "Like a genie in a necklace," Martin mused with a grin, still unable to decide what he could wish for. There were so many possibilities that he just couldn't decide. "Maybe I could wish for unlimited wishes..." Suddenly, Martin noticed a beautiful blonde girl standing beside him, watching him with an amused expression. "Genies are kind of cool." "Yeah," Martin stammered, not sure what he could possibly say. He'd never had a beautiful girl come up and talk to him like this, especially not without having some ulterior motive in mind. Then he tried to cover up the way he'd been talking to himself, "I was just thinking of some ideas for a story I'm writing for Literature class." The girl nodded, then grinned at him, "That sounds interesting. But if genies were real, it probably wouldn't be a good idea to wish for unlimited wishes. I mean, you've seen the stories. That kind of wish usually isn't allowed, and even if it is, it still might not be a good idea. I mean, that kind of greed usually pisses off the genie or whomever is giving the magic. That's never a good idea." "Good point," Martin gulped, deciding that it would NOT be a good idea to piss off that deity he'd summoned. He and his friends had each been given a single wish, so he should be happy with that. "Glad I could help," the girl told him, "But I've got to get going. I don't want to be late to class on my first day." And with that, she turned and hurried off, leaving Martin a little stunned. "I can't believe a girl that hot was talking to ME," he gasped, his eyes going to the pendant. If he hadn't known better, he would have thought that he'd already made a wish. Just then, someone shoved Martin from behind, sending him face first to the hallway floor. He heard laughing and looked up to see Roger Corbin, one of the top jocks... and jerks in the entire school. As far as Martin was concerned, Roger was a muscle bound moron who got off on picking on anyone smaller and weaker than him, especially if they happened to be on the Geek Squad. "Watch where you're walking," Roger laughed, staring down at Martin. "And you might want to get off the floor. Someone might trip over you. You don't want me to do that, do you?" "Leave me alone," Martin told him as he got back to his feet. Roger glared at Martin, then kicked his book bag, causing the contents to fly all over the floor. Books, pens and papers were scattered all over, being stepped on by the people who were walking past. Martin quickly scrambled to pick everything up while Roger and his friends laughed. "You'd better hurry up," Roger smirked, kicking one book so that it slid down the hall, "You'll be late for class." And with that, Roger continued on his way, leaving Martin to pick up the mess and his bruised pride. Martin picked up one of his books, then stood and glared in the direction Roger had gone. His hand clutched the pendant tightly as he realized that he finally realized what he wanted. He wanted revenge. "I wish I could teach him a lesson." Suddenly, Martin felt a strange dizziness rush through him. His whole body almost instantly became numb, with him unable to feel anything at all. A moment later, all of his senses were gone and he felt his very self being torn from all that he knew. When reality snapped back into place for Martin, he was stunned to realize that he was in a classroom, and stranger still, sitting behind the teacher's desk. His whole body felt strange... wrong. He looked down at himself and let out a loud gasp. A single glance was enough to tell him that this wasn't his body. It was too large, too fat for one thing. Then there were the two bulges on his chest. He was also wearing some sort of floral print blouse. "What the..." Martin blinked, looking around in confusion. There were students beginning to pour into the classroom, but Martin barely noticed them. He looked around, suddenly spotting the name Mrs. Westler on the blackboard. He immediately recognized the name of one of the school's English teachers, though he wasn't actually in any of her classes. She was a fat teacher in her early fifties who had a reputation for giving easy grades. Martin gasped in horror as he suddenly realized what had happened. He'd been turned into Mrs. Westler. When he'd made the wish to teach Roger a lesson, the pendant took it literally and turned him into one of Roger's teachers. "Oh shit," Martin gulped and trying to rush for the door but nearly falling on his face as he did so. Every inch of Martin's body felt and moved wrong. His entire sense of balance was off, and it didn't help that his uncomfortable shoes had slight but still noticeable heals. He grimaced and tried to bear it as he made his way back down the hallway, knowing that his only chance was to get to the pendant and use one of his friends wishes to change back. He couldn't stand being stuck in Mrs. Westler's old body. It was just... wrong. It took Martin twice as long to get to where he was going than it normally would have, and it appeared that he had arrived too late. His books and papers were still scattered about the hallway where he had left them a few minutes earlier, but there was no sign of either his body or the pendant. Martin felt a surge of panic and wanted to rush all over the school looking for both his body and the pendant. But after a minute, he forced himself to calm down. After all, if Mrs. Westler had ended up in his body like he had in hers, then she would go to her classroom to find him. She'd bring the pendant with her, probably not realizing what it could do, and he could switch them back to normal. After looking down at himself and his alien body, Martin scowled in disgust and slowly started back towards the classroom. Until he found Mrs. Westler and the pendant, he would have to pretend to be her, and that meant teaching her class. Fortunately, he was in advanced English while she taught the refresher class. He suspected that he would have little problem passing himself off as a teacher for that class... at least for now. When Martin returned to the classroom, he stepped inside and was immediately hit with intense fear and nervousness. The whole class was filled with students, all of whom where looking at him as the teacher... as Mrs. Westler. He was terrified that he couldn't pull it off, that he'd look like a fool or that they'd somehow see through him. But then, Martin saw Roger sitting in one of the seats, a smug grin on his face as he talked to one of his friends. A surge of anger and even hatred shot through Martin since he knew that this whole situation was Roger's fault. If Roger hadn't pushed him into making that wish... Suddenly, Martin saw his chance at revenge. This whole mess could actually be a useful opportunity. Roger could only play on the school sports teams he so loved as long as he kept his grades at a passing level. But Martin was now in a position to make sure that Roger failed class and did so miserably. He almost smiled as he thought about how easily he could get even with that jock jerk, and until he returned to his own body, he was going to do just that. He was really going to teach him a lesson after all. --- Miriam Westler was shocked to suddenly find herself standing in the middle of the school hallway, especially since she had been at her desk and preparing for the next class a moment earlier. She remembered a strange dizzy spell, then nothing else until just then. Just then, Miriam realized that something else was wrong too. She felt different... wrong. She also felt lighter than she had in a very long time. She looked down at herself and gasped, "Oh my..." It was immediately obvious that this was NOT her body. For one thing, she was much thinner than normal, though that was hardly the only difference. In fact, there were so many differences that she couldn't count them all. Her chest was flat, the ground looked further away, and her clothes looked like something a student would be wearing... a male student at that. Miriam took her first step and nearly fell over, earning laughter from several of the students hurrying past on their way to class. She scowled, annoyed at just awkward and unbalanced she felt. Everything about her body was off, though she had to admit that she liked feeling so light and energetic for a change. After taking several deep breaths to calm down, Miriam knew that she had to get a better look at herself. Maybe then she could figure out what was going on. With that, she hurried down the hall to the nearest rest room, about to go inside until a girl screamed at her, slapped her in the face and called her a pervert. "This is the girl's room you sicko," the girl glared at Miriam. Miriam gasped in horror as she realized that if she couldn't use the ladies rest room, then that meant she must have become a boy. She immediately rushed into the next rest room over, even more desperate to see what she looked like. As soon as Miriam saw her reflection in the rest room mirror, she froze and stared at it in disbelief. It wasn't her reflection, but a teenage boy with bad acne. She was sure that she'd seen the boy around the school as well, though she couldn't remember his name. "Oh dear," Miriam whispered. Then Miriam suddenly wondered, if she was in this boy's body, then were was he? Had he somehow become her in the same way that she had become him? The idea seemed wrong somehow and made her feel just a little nauseous. Of course, all of this was completely impossible, but she'd never been one to doubt her own senses. As strange as this whole thing was, she had no doubt that it was really happening. Somehow, she had become a teenage boy. Miriam stared at her reflection for a moment, feeling a strange sense of excitement. She couldn't understand why since she had just had her own body and identity taken away from her, but she couldn't deny that it was there. There was a faint feeling of relief as well. "I wonder," Miriam mused, trying to make sense of her strange emotions. Then she sighed, "Of course..." Ever since Miriam's husband had passed away of a heart attack a few years earlier, she'd been lonely and dwelling on her own mortality. There was no escaping the fact that she was getting older and doing so alone. Eventually, she would die alone. But now, she realized that she was young again. Suddenly, she'd gone from being 53 to being only 16. She felt a surge of excitement at that, at the thought that she had a second chance, even if it was as a boy. "But this isn't really my body," Miriam whispered, feeling guilty for even thinking about living her life like this. Still, that didn't stop her from doing it. And the more she thought about it, the more she liked it. She could have a second chance, with all of the knowledge and wisdom she had gained through the years. "That's certainly better than being a teacher and dealing with rude and disrespectful students all day." Miriam had no idea what had caused her to become this boy, nor was she sure that she wanted to. As her husband used to say, 'Never look a gift horse in the mouth. It may take the opportunity to bite you'. For all she knew, this could very well be a miracle, a gift from God or a new challenge. If that was the case, it wouldn't do to ask too many questions about why. The why would surely reveal itself in time. After a few minutes, Miriam finally turned away from the mirror and left the rest room. She still had no idea as to what had caused her to change, why it had happened, or how long it would last. It could last just an hour, or for the rest of her life. There was no way for her to know. Miriam smiled, deciding to just enjoy her newfound youth while she could. Part 3 Alex walked down the hall, having just finished with third period. He quietly looked for that strange new girl Chiff, hoping that he could see her again. Then he suddenly saw her a short distance away, surrounded by a half dozen guys who were flirting and hitting on her. "First day and she's already the most popular girl in school," Alex chuckled to himself as he went over to join the group and at least say hi to her. They'd talked briefly in class, but she'd disappeared almost immediately afterwards. "I hope she at least remembers my name." When Alex got closer to the group, he heard Chiff exclaiming, "Sorry, I can't go out with you. I've already got a boyfriend." There were several groans from that, including from Alex. Then she suddenly turned, and grabbed his arm, "In fact, here he is." "What?" Alex blinked in surprise. "C'mon, let's get going," Chiff told him, half pulling him away from the group of boys. Once they were far enough away, she grinned, "Surprise, you're my new boyfriend. I hope you don't mind." "Um... no," Alex smiled back, "Glad to help. I guess those guys were getting too pushy." "Yep," she nodded, looking at Alex with a gleam of amusement in her eyes, "So it was either find a boyfriend or turn them into frogs or something." "Frogs?" Alex blinked, then laughed, "What... are you a witch?" Chiff just laughed, "Nope. I'm a goddess." She pointed down to the front of her shirt which had the word GODDESS written across the front "But people confuse me for a witch all the time so it's easier to just come out and tell them." Alex laughed, deciding that he really liked this girl. She seemed to have a nice sense of humor. "So," he grinned, "What kind of goddess are you? I mean, are you a goddess of love or something?" She stopped and gave Alex a strange look, shaking her head slightly as though disappointed. "I thought you were smarter than that." Then with a sigh, she muttered, "It is my name after all." "Chiff?" Alex blinked in confusion, wondering just what that was supposed to mean. Then he suddenly remembered when Mr. Haskins had introduced her to the class. "Miss Chiff... Mischief. You're a goddess of mischief?" "Maybe there's hope for you yet," Chiff teased him. "Glad you think so," Alex responded with a wry grin, not sure what to think of this strange girl. Just then, Chiff reached into her pocket and pulled out a folded piece of paper, which she casually dropped through the slit of a locker as they walked past. She didn't even pause to look at the locker as she did so and continued as though nothing had happened. "What was that?" Alex asked her, wondering who Chiff could be passing notes to on her first day in school. "A magic spell," Chiff answered with a faint smile. "A magic spell?" Alex blinked, wondering if he should continue to play along. "What does it do?" "I don't know yet," Chiff shrugged. "So who's locker was that anyway?" Alex asked. Chiff shrugged again, "No idea." "So," Alex said slowly, "You took a magic spell, which you don't know what it does, and slipped it into a locker, when you don't know who it belongs to?" "Pretty much," Chiff grinned, her eyes gleaming with amusement. "Why?" Alex asked, feeling more and more confused by this girl. "To see what happens of course," Chiff let out a sigh of exasperation and rolled her eyes. "It's no fun playing a game when I know for sure what the outcome is gonna be." Alex shook his head, not sure that he wanted to know any more. Chiff was gorgeous and quite friendly, but the longer he talked to her, the more he became convinced that she wasn't quite right. Sure, she might just be messing with him, but he wasn't sure. Just then, Chiff suddenly stopped and stood there, looking as though she were listening to something. She nodded her head a moment later and grinned, "Very interesting... I'll have to keep an eye on them." "What?" Alex blinked, staring at Chiff in disbelief. "Oh," she grinned, "My companion Pip was just giving me an update on one of my games. I've been having her follow up on some stuff while I'm in class." "Um... there's no one there," Alex pointed out, becoming more and more certain of Chiff's insanity with every passing minute. "She's just invisible to you," Chiff shrugged. "I'll have to introduce you two some time." Alex groaned, "You're saying that you have an imaginary friend..." "I said she's invisible," Chiff rolled her eyes in exasperation, "Not imaginary. You really have to keep up..." "Well I've got to get going," Alex quickly told Chiff. "I've really got to get to class." "Okay," Chiff gave him a look of amusement, "I'll see you later." And with that, she casually turned and walked away. Alex stared after Chiff for a moment, shaking his head slightly as he did so. "Damn she's hot," he muttered to himself. "Too bad she's completely nuts." Part 4 Lewis slowly walked down the school hallway, his eyes darting around him out of long habit, looking for anything and anyone that might cause him trouble. He'd long ago learned that the best way to avoid trouble, and the jerks who usually started it, was to avoid them. It was much easier to do that if he saw them before they saw him. At the moment, Lewis couldn't give as much attention to his scanning for threats as he was used to. His mind was too excited, too filled with thoughts of the strange ceremony he and his friends had performed that morning and the magic pendant they had been given. He could hardly wait until it was his turn to make a wish. "Right now," Lewis muttered, "I just wish Martin would hurry with his wish so I could get my turn." He licked his lips in anticipation, already knowing what he wanted to wish for. Now all he needed was the opportunity. Just then, Lewis noticed Mrs. Westler coming down the hall, looking straight at him. "I finally found you," she exclaimed with a look of frantic desperation that completely stunned him. "What?" Lewis blinked in surprise, "What's wrong Mrs. Westler?" She paused for a moment and quickly looked around, as if afraid that someone might overhear. Then she bent forward and gasped, "It's me... Martin. That pendant did this to me when I made my wish. It turned me into THIS." Lewis started at Mrs. Westler, at Martin, hardly able to believe what he'd just heard. He was more than half afraid that this was some kind of a joke, and probably would have been certain of it if he hadn't been part of the spell to summon that deity. "Wow... What happened?" "I wished I could teach Roger Corbin a lesson," Martin grimaced, "And the next thing I know, I've turned into Mrs. Westler..." "No way," Lewis gasped, staring at his friend in horror. "I think she's in my body," Martin quickly told him, "I've got to find her and the pendant so I can change back to normal." "Okay," Lewis nodded, "I'll keep an eye out..." "I've got to go," Martin told him with a nervous gulp, "I mean, everyone thinks I'm HER so I've got to pretend to be her until I get back..." He shook his head in disgust, then started to slowly continue down the hall. "No way," Lewis shook his head, hardly able to believe it. "Poor bastard..." Then he suddenly gasped, "Oh shit..." Lewis scowled, realizing that if Martin had used his wish to turn himself into Mrs. Westler, then he would have to use one of the last two wishes to change back to normal. He'd be using Theo's wish or his. Lewis gulped at the idea of Martin using up his wish and leaving him without any. In fact, Lewis wouldn't be surprised if Martin used the final wish to make up for the one that he'd screwed up. "I've got to get the pendant," Lewis muttered, "I've got to get my wish. Once I get mine, Martin can use Theo's wish to fix himself..." After a moment, Lewis hurried down the hall again, this time moving faster and not even bothering to look for threats. Right now, he was only concerned about one thing, finding Martin's body... and the pendant. --- Rachael was tall, blonde and sexy, one of the hottest girls in the entire school if not THE hottest. Nearly every boy wanted to be with her and nearly every girl wanted to be her. These were facts of life that Rachael was well used to and which she considered to be only right. "Hey girl," Rachael grinned as she approached her closest friend Kim with a smirk, "Guess what I've got?" Kim gave her a blank look before excitedly gasping, "You got your dad to buy you a new car?" "Not yet," Rachael sighed, "He still won't get me that Mercedes... He is like, such a jerk..." "I know what you mean," Kim nodded agreement, "My dad expects me to drive around his used car. As if..." Rachael nodded sympathetically, wondering how their dad's could be so lame. After all, she was a hot girl and she needed a hot car. It wasn't like he needed a really hot one himself since he was just a boring old guy who only needed it to go to work. "Actually, I wanted to show you this," Rachael held out a pendant with a glowing green marble. "What?" Kim blinked, staring at the pendant skeptically, "What is it? "Nerd jewelry," Rachael snickered, "I saw one of the Geek Squad freak out in the middle of the hallway and drop it. He ran off, totally freaking out about something, so I picked it up. It looks pretty weird but I figured it might be worth something." "Wow," Kim licked her lips, "It might be made out of emerald. That would be so cool..." "Yeah," Rachael grinned, "That's what I thought." "Hey," Kim snickered, pointing to a girl who was walking down the hall, "Maybe we should ask Alison what it is? I mean, she's a total nerd so she should know what it is..." Rachael looked to the skinny and flat-chested nerd girl that Kim was pointing to. Alison fit the stereotype of a nerd, being underdeveloped and extremely plain looking, with bland brown hair and a thick pair of glasses. The very sight of her filled Rachael with simultaneous disgust and pity. "Tell me about it," Rachael rolled her eyes, then sneered, "She's such a brainiac. I mean, she gets straight A's and stuff. But I guess it's not like she's got anything better to do than study..." "Yeah," Kim snickered, "I don't think she's ever been on a date. I mean, what boy would ever be interested in her?" "None," Rachael giggled back, "And she actually seems to think that being some sort of boring brainiac is better than being beautiful like me. She just doesn't appreciate just how difficult it is being beautiful and admired all the time." Kim nodded, "I guess she doesn't know better, looking like she does and all. She probably thinks it's easy to always look good and deal with all those boys." Rachael sighed in exasperation, "Still, I wish she could see how difficult it is having my beauty." Suddenly, Rachael felt a strange tingle rush through her entire body. A moment later, she could actually feel her body begging to change. She absently dropped the medallion that she'd still been holding and grabbed her generous breasts, which were shrinking even as she touched them. They went from a large C cup to a small C, then to a B cup and continued to shrink until she barely had enough breast tissue left for a training bra. "Rachael?" Kim gasped in horror as she jumped back, "What's happening to you?" "I don't know," she squeaked out, her voice sounding nasally instead of bright with the usual sexy tone. Rachael stared at her hands, horrified to see that they no longer looked feminine and sexy. Her nails were no longer polished and manicured, but were ragged and looked as though she'd bit them off. She grabbed for her hair and pulled it into view, watching as her luxurious blonde locks darkened and twisted with badly cared for split ends. And just as she dropped her hair to look down at her now scrawny and nearly curveless body, her eyes began to blur so that she couldn't see anything clearly. "Oh no," Rachael whimpered with tears pouring down her eyes. She stared at Kim, who was nothing more than a big blur that turned and ran away. And with that, Rachael screamed. At the same time, Alison had been walking down the hall, glancing over in annoyance at the two bimbos that kept glancing over at her. She was sure that they were gossiping about her, but that was nothing new. It just frustrated her that bimbos like that always had things so easy. They just floated through life on their beauty, making fun of people who had to actually work for what they had like her. Just then, Alison felt a strange tingling sensation rush through her body, quickly followed by the feeling of her body actually changing. She gasped as her very flesh seemed to move and reshape itself. Her chest began to swell outwards, pushing on her small bra until it suddenly snapped free. They continued to grow, swelling to a large C cup, bigger than she had ever even hoped of becoming. "What's happening to me?" Alice gasped in stunned disbelief, staring at her hands, which were changing as she watched. Her short fingernails were growing longer and becoming better shaped, until it looked as though she had a perfect manicure. In fact, her hands and fingers themselves looked different, more soft and feminine. Alison moaned as the changes in her body continued, as her muscle tone improved and her skin darkened several shades into a light tan. Her scalp tickled, and when she reached for her hair, she discovered that it was 6 inches longer than normal, as well as brighter and more luxurious. "My God," Alison gasped as she stood there, with a now clear complexion and beautiful face. She blinked, suddenly realizing that her vision had gone blurry. And when she removed her classes, she was stunned to realize that she could now see perfectly fine without them. "What's happened to me?" Alison stared down at her transformed body, feeling absolutely incredible. From what she could see of herself, she had become a gorgeous woman. She could hardly believe it and was sure that this had to be some sort of dream or cruel joke. That in just a minute, she would wake up, back to her plain and boring old self. Just then, Alison heard a scream from down the hall and turned to look, seeing the two bimbos standing there. Or at least there was one bimbo running down the hall as though something were chasing her, while the other was now dressed in ill fitting clothing and could hardly be called a bimbo. In fact, Rachael looked extremely plain, as though the beauty had been drained straight from her body. "And right into mine," Alison gasped in realization, feeling a sudden surge of vindication. After all, she certainly deserved it more than that bubble headed bimbo. Lewis had been walking down the hall when he suddenly heard the loud scream. He turned and hurried towards it's source, quickly finding that it came from a very plain looking girl who was wearing clothes that belonged on someone MUCH sexier. Then he noticed the pendant on the floor by her feet and gasped in realization. "There it is," Lewis gasped, rushing forwards as fast as he could and snatching the pendant from the floor. He immediately turned and hurried away with his prize clutched firmly in hand. "There's only one wish left," he exclaimed, "and that one's mine." Rachael stared in surprise as one of the boys from the Nerd Patrol suddenly ran up to her and picked that strange piece of jewelry from the floor. Before she even realized it, he was running down the hall faster than she thought any nerd was capable of moving. Then she heard him muttering something about a wish. "A wish?" Rachael gasped in realization. Just a minute earlier, she'd made some wish about Alison... right before she'd started to change. She quickly looked over to where Alison stood, seeing a gorgeous girl standing in her place, bursting out of her too tight nerd clothes. Alison stared back at her with a smug expression. "What's this about a wish?" Alison asked as she came towards Rachael, feeling delighted by the look on the new plain looking bimbo's face. It was the perfect revenge for all the snide comments that Rachael had ever made about her. "That weird pendant was magic," Rachael stammered, more to herself than to Rachael. "It must have done this. I've got to get it back so I can fix this..." "Magic pendant?" Alison blinked as Rachael suddenly started to run down the hall. Then she remembered that Lewis had picked something off the floor and run off just a minute earlier in the same direction Rachael had just gone. "Oh no..." Alison didn't fully understand what was going on, but she was quickly putting the pieces together. Rachael must have accidentally done something with a magic pendant that transferred her beauty to Alison. Then she'd dropped the pendant and Lewis had picked it up and run off with it. But if that pendant really had done this to, given her this new body, then there was absolutely no way that Alison was going to let Rachael get her hands on it again. "No way," Alison grimaced in determination, looking down at her sexy body, "There's no way I'm going to let that bitch take this away from me." And with that, she hurried down the hall as well, determined to get that pendant from Lewis, one way or another. Part 5 "Man, things are really getting weird around school," Mickey told Alex as they walked down the hallway together. "You want to see weird," Alex shrugged, "You should talk to the new girl Chiff. I think she's missing a few marbles if you know what I mean." Mickey shook his head, "No, I'm talking about some really weird things. Mrs. Westler totally chewed Roger Corbin out in class and totally humiliated him in front of everyone. It was like she was really out to get him." "The guy's a jerk," Alex shrugged, "He probably deserved it." "Probably," Mickey agreed. "But I've been hearing things... like rumors about a cheerleader getting some kind of disease that instantly turned her into some kind of geek or something." "Just rumors," Alex sighed, "You know that kind of stuff doesn't happen. "Well, I'll talk to you later. My class is right here." "Later," Mickey waved as he continued down the hallway. Alex stepped into his math class and moved to his assigned seat, surprised to see the new girl Chiff already sitting in the one beside it. However, she didn't look up at him or give any indication that she noticed him since she was entirely focused on a large and very old looking leather bound book. "Hey," Alex greeted her, more to be polite than anything else. He couldn't forget just how weird she'd been acting earlier, though he hoped it was more nerves from being at a new school than anything else. She was far too hot to end up in some mental institution. "Hey," Chiff looked up from her book and grinned at him, "What are the odds of us having another class where we end up sitting next to each other?" "I don't know," Alex shrugged, then gestured to the book in front of her, "What are you reading?" "It's called the Book of Madness," Chiff smirked, closing the cover and patting it possessively. "I've been thinking about using it for that book report due in Literature." "Is it any good?" Alex asked, staring at the book skeptically. Being old and leather bound like that, it obviously hadn't come from the school library. He couldn't help but wondering if it was worth anything. Chiff laughed, "Only if you like dirty limericks and extremely bad poetry. I don't think you'd care for this one." She stared at him with a sparkle of amusement in her eyes. "Besides, it's not in English so I doubt you'd be able to read it anyway." "Ooookay," Alex responded slowly, reminded yet again of just how... eccentric Chiff was. He couldn't think of anyone else who'd bring a book like that to school much less plan on doing a book report on it. Just then, the boy in front of Chiff began to look around and curse under his breath. He turned look at everyone around him and asked, "Does anyone have a pen I can borrow? I lost mine." "You can have one of mine," Chiff grinned as she handed him what looked like an expensive pen, "Just make sure you don't sign any documents or promises with it unless you REALLY mean it..." The boy looked at her as though she were crazy but accepted the pen anyway. "Thanks." "So," Abruptly turned back to Alex, "Do you have anything interesting planned for tonight?" Alex thought about it for a moment, then told her, "Actually, me and my friend Mickey were going to head to the mall after school." "Oh, that's not a good idea," Chiff told him with an almost serious expression, which seemed a little strange for her. "An associate of mine is running his shop from that mall for the next couple days, so I'd avoid it like the plague if I were you. Of course, it's your choice, but don't say I didn't warn you... and I don't warn people often." Alex stared at her in confusion, then shook his head. He was about to ask her just what she meant, but the teacher indicated that it was time for class to start so he looked up front instead. But just then, Chiff absently brushed her hair back, revealing that her ears were pointed like those elves in the Lord of the Rings movies. He stared at her for a moment, then shook his head before turning his attention back to the teacher. --- Becky frowned as she stared at the strange note she'd found in her locker. At first, she'd thought that it was a note from one of her friends, or perhaps even a letter from a secret admirer. However, after looking at it, she was more convinced that it was someone's idea of a joke. "A spell to change yourself," Becky read the neat handwritten note at the top. Under that there was some writing in what looked like Latin, but it was written all in green ink. This had to be the spell itself. After reading through this note several times, Becky shook her head, wondering who would send her such a thing. After all, she was already very pretty and on the cheerleading team, so it wasn't like she really needed a lot of changes even if this so called spell did work. Just then, Becky noticed her best friend Cindy walking towards her. Cindy was a few inches shorter than her but weighed a good deal more due to her being very overweight. The two of them had been friends since elementary school so Cindy was one of the few people that Becky knew liked her not just because she was a pretty cheerleader. "What's that?" Cindy asked, pointing to the paper in Becky's hands, "Someone send you a love letter?" She winked at Becky who couldn't resist laughing. "No, nothing like that," Becky shrugged, "Someone slipped this into my locker. It says it's a magic spell that can change you." "Well, I can certainly use that," Cindy grinned, taking the spell from Becky's hand and looking it over. Then she chuckled and joked, "It can't hurt to try it..." With that, Cindy playfully began to read the strange words, pausing when she was done to gasp, "Boy, I feel weird..." "Yeah, right," Becky laughed, "Like magic spells really exist..." "I'm not kidding," Cindy exclaimed with a look of surprise on her face, "I feel really strange..." Becky was about to laugh again when she realized that Cindy was serious. She stared at her friend for a moment, startled to see that Cindy no longer had her usual puffy cheeks. Her clothes were even beginning to get loose on her. And as Becky stared in stunned disbelief, Cindy actually became thinner. And when Cindy stopped losing weight, she began to grow out again in entirely different ways. Her breasts swelled outwards until they became two large and firm mounts that protruded from her chest. Her entire body went from being fat to being curvy and sexy. And as if that wasn't enough, her clothes began to shrink and change, adjusting themselves so that they fit her altered body. "Holy shit," Cindy and Becky exclaimed at once. "Look at me," Cindy gasped in awe. "I've turned into a total hottie..." "Yeah," Becky gulped, hardly able to believe that this busty girl was the same overweight friend she knew. Suddenly, Becky grinned mischievously, "I've got to go show Chad and rub it into his face. This will make him regret turning me down when I asked him to go out with me..." Becky just nodded, still trying to get her mind around what she'd just seen. "I'm sure he'll regret it now." Cindy handed her the spell back and grinned, "I'll talk to you later. I've got some people I've got to go see..." And with that, she hurried off down the hall. "Wow," Becky whispered, staring at the piece of paper with a new respect. There was no way she could doubt that it was a real magic spell now, not after what she'd just seen it do for Cindy. After taking a deep breath, Becky read the strange words on the piece of paper. She could immediately feel something happening to her body. Every muscle in her body began to twinge and tingle at once while her clothes began to feel tight. It was all Becky could do to stay still and wait until she became extra sexy, just like Cindy had. A few seconds later, Becky realized that something wasn't right. Her clothes were badly pinching and from the way the locker beside her seemed to be slowly shrinking, she had no doubt that she was growing taller. That hadn't happened to Cindy. She'd only grown sexier. It was then that Becky looked down at her body and saw that her muscles were all bigger than normal, that they were all growing and swelling in the same way that Cindy's breasts had several minutes earlier. "What's going on?" Becky gasped, confused by the changes occurring throughout her body. Just then, all of the pinching from Becky's clothes vanished and she realized that they were changing as well. Her clothes were now growing along with the rest of her body, which still hadn't stopped. She gasped and stared down at herself, then at the people in the hall, wondering why there weren't more of them staring at her and making a huge fuss. But it was almost as though no one else noticed what was happening. Becky didn't have much attention to spare for her audience or for her lack of one. The changes to her body were finally stopping and all she could do was stare at them in shock. She was huge compared to what she had been, a virtual giantess who now stood at a height of 6 foot 4, which was 3 inches taller than her boyfriend Ryan. And she was bursting with muscles that made her look like some kind of bodybuilder. She couldn't believe it. "No way," Becky gasped, flexing her arms and being amazed by just how strong and powerful she now felt. "This isn't right," she exclaimed in a near panic, "This isn't what it did to Cindy..." Becky just stood there for a minute, looking at her transformed body and trying to make sense of it all. She couldn't understand how anything could change her, or why she'd changed so differently than Cindy had. She gulped in fear, deciding that she had to talk to her boyfriend Ryan about this. He would know what to do. Part 6 Lewis rushed down the hall as fast as he could, finally pausing beside some lockers and gasping for breath. He nervously looked behind him, afraid that they would be there. Ever since he'd gotten his hands on the pendant, Alison and Rachael had been chasing after him. "Damn them," Lewis grimaced, his heart racing. He'd been so busy running away from those two girls that he hadn't had a chance to make his own wish. He glanced at the pendant that was still clutched in his hand, "Maybe I can do it now..." "Hey Lewis," a voice suddenly called from the side, causing Lewis to jump. He snapped around to see his friend Theo standing there. "Hey," Lewis responded nervously, glancing down the hall again for any sign of those girls. "You've got the wishing necklace," Theo exclaimed, pointing to Lewis' hand. "Have you made your wish yet?" "Not yet," Lewis sighed, shaking his head, "Martin screwed up his wish and then lost the dumb thing. Some girl accidentally made another wish before I could get it back for my turn." "Wait a minute," Theo gasped, staring at Lewis, "That means two of the wishes have already been used..." Lewis stared at Theo, suddenly realizing that he'd just made a big mistake in telling Theo this. Now he could see the look of hunger in Theo's eyes, as well as the speculative look he gave the pendant. "What about my wish?" Theo demanded, "I have a wish coming too..." "You can have the pendant after I'm done with mine," Lewis told him. Unfortunately, Theo wasn't about to buy that and immediately tried to grab the pendant from Lewis' hands. "Give me to me," he snapped, "Me first..." "No way," Lewis jumped back. Theo wasn't done though and charged at him again so Lewis turned and ran, easily leaving his much slower friend behind. Lewis grimaced as he ran away, realizing that along with Alison and Rachael, he now had Theo after him for the pendant as well. He knew that he had to find a place where he could get a few minutes of peace so that he could make his wish. "There he is," Lewis heard Rachael call from behind him. He glanced back to see both her and Alison racing each other to see which could reach him and the pendant first. "Get back here you little worm." "Oh no," Lewis gasped, trying to go even faster. He turned a corner and hoped he could lose the others but without much success. Then he had an idea. He grinned to himself and said, "I know the perfect place to hide..." Lewis ran down the corridor, pushing himself as hard as he could in spite of the fact that his body just wanted to collapse into a quivering heap. He'd never been the athletic type and he wasn't used to this much exertion. However, he didn't have a choice if he wanted to keep the pendant and his rightful wish. "There it is," Lewis exclaimed to himself as he rushed into the gym. He ran to the far corner and cowered down behind the bleachers, knowing that they wouldn't be able to see him from the door. He only hoped that they only glanced into the gym and left when they didn't see him right away. "Lewis?" Theo called out as he came into the gym a few seconds later. But to Lewis' horror, Theo came straight towards him. He silently cursed to himself, remembering that he'd shown his friend that hiding place the last time those jocks had been after them. Theo knew exactly where to look. "I know you're here... I saw you running into the gym from down the hall..." "He's in here?" Rachael's voice came from the doorway. Lewis gasped and finally took a peek, wincing as he saw not only Theo and Rachael coming towards him but Rachael as well. And as if that wasn't bad enough, he saw Mrs. Westler... or at least Martin in Mrs. Westler's body coming in. "There you are," Martin exclaimed, "Now you can wish me back to normal..." "Oh shit," Lewis blurted out as all four of them came rushing straight towards him. Ever since he'd found out that he would be getting a single wish, Lewis had been carefully thinking about exactly what he wanted to wish for. And since he'd heard plenty of stories about how wishes could bet twisted, he'd even taken his time to carefully write his wish down, making sure that it was worked perfectly. Unfortunately, he'd accidentally left that sheet of paper folded up in his math book when he'd put that back in his locker and he hadn't had a chance to get it since getting his hands on the pendant. Lewis knew without a doubt that this was his one and only chance to make his wish. He'd have to do it before they all reached him and grabbed the pendant. But to his horror, he was so nervous that he couldn't remember the exact wording of the wish he'd been planning to make and he didn't have time to work it out. "Gotcha," Alison exclaimed as she reached him first. He could see the hungry look in her eyes as she reached for the pendant. In a moment of desperation, Lewis clutched the pendant and blurted out, "I wish I was the most attractive person in the school..." The instant the words had left his mouth, Lewis felt a strange tingling rush through his entire body. He gasped in surprise, relieved that Alison was backing away from him, though he didn't like that look on her face as she stared at him. The other three stopped and stared at him as well, all with strange expressions. "Is it working?" Lewis gasped, excitedly imagining how all the girls would fall all over him once he became the most handsome guy in school. Maybe that was why they were all staring at him like that. After all, they were all girls... even Martin at the moment. Lewis felt his flesh moving around and his very body changing in unbelievable ways. His bones seemed to reshape themselves and his muscles shifted along with them. Then he felt the strange swelling from his chest. His shirt began to push outwards as two round shapes became increasingly visible. "I'm getting muscles," Lewis grinned. However, Lewis realized that there was something wrong. There was a strange twisting sensation in his guts and his crotch felt as though it were pulling around. At the same time, his skin tickled, his scalp itched and something began to tickle his shoulders. A moment later, it finally stopped. "Holy shit," Theo exclaimed, staring at Lewis with an expression of absolute disbelief. "NO!" Martin cried out in horror, "Now I'll never get back to normal." "It can't be," Rachael gasped, snatching the now dull and lifeless gray pendant from the floor where Martin dropped it, "I wish I were back to normal..." When nothing happened, the now extremely plain looking girl burst into tears. "Thank God," Alison exclaimed, letting out a sigh of relief, then staring down at her sexy body with a smirk. "I can stay like this..." She gave Rachael a smug look, then stared at Lewis for a moment before shaking her head. "At least I came out of this ahead..." And with that, she turned and walked away. "Is that really you Lewis?" Theo gasped. Lewis nodded, then stared down at himself, a horrible sinking feeling in his stomach. From what he could see, he didn't look like some muscular jock like he'd expected. In fact, he was still the same height as before, which he hadn't expected. But there were other signs as well, ones which have him a horrible suspicion about what the wish had done to him. "Oh no," Lewis whimpered as he clutched the two large mounds pushing out from his chest. They were definitely not muscle. They were firm, but still way too soft and jiggling to be muscle. He gulped and pulled his shirt up to see his stomach, which was now smooth, firm, well muscled and had a nice tan. It was definitely not his own stomach. Then he fearfully reached down and grabbed at his crotch, wincing when he couldn't get a grip on anything. "You've turned into a chick!" Theo exclaimed unnecessarily. "Damn you're hot..." "Holy shit," Lewis gulped, staring at his hands, which were not only very feminine but had long, perfectly manicured nails. Then he reached back for his hair, which was now a long, luxurious mane that went all the way down his back. He saw that it was still red, but a much brighter and more attractive red, something which would really stand out on any woman. "You're a total babe," Theo gasped, "You're like... the hottest girl in school..." He continued to stare at Lewis with an expression of admiration and lust. "Oh shit," Lewis gulped, staring down at himself in horror. "I can't believe you wasted that wish," Martin cried out with a horrified desperation. "I can't believe this..." "My beauty," Rachael cried from several yards away, no longer even looking at Lewis. Lewis could only stand there, staring down at himself with a feeling of increasing horror. He had just been turned into a girl, and a damn hot one if what Theo said was right. Then he collapsed to the floor as the full enormity of what he'd just done to himself dawned on him. "What am I going to do?" he whispered, shaking as he did so, "What in the world am I going to do?" Part 7 Alex sighed as he leaned over his book, trying to memorize some of the fact that it presented. It was lunch time, but instead of going to the cafeteria to eat, he instead went to the library for some last minute cramming before the big test next period. He shook his head, wondering why he'd chosen to wait till the last minute to study. "Maybe I can go find Chiff," Alex mused to himself, thinking of the strange new girl. He smiled, deciding that he rather liked having everyone thing of her as his girlfriend. Of course it wasn't really true, but as long as everyone thought that this was the case it made the other guys jealous and made girls more interested in him. "No, I'd better finish this up first." Just then, Alex heard a girl's voice exclaiming, "Hey you!" "What?" Alex looked around, not seeing anyone else near him. He frowned in confusion, wondering if he was just hearing things. "Down here!" the girl's voice snapped in annoyance. Alex looked down at the table in front of him and gasped in shock. A tiny, 6 inch tall woman stood right on top of the book he'd been studying, staring up at him with a look of exasperation. She had shoulder hair green hair, was dressed in black leather pants and a purple halter-top. From what he could see, she seemed to have a tattoo of a dragon on one of her shoulders and even had a pierced navel and a stud through her nose, giving her a very Goth look. Only then did he notice the dragonfly wings that sprouted from her back. "Who... what are you?" Alex stammered, sure that he had to be imagining things. "I'm a pixie," the tiny woman snapped at him, "And you couldn't pronounce my real name. Hell, even I can't pronounce my real name anymore. I don't have the vocal chords for it. But you can call me Pip. That's what Miss Chiff calls me." "Chiff?" Alex repeated in surprise. Then he suddenly remembered Chiff talking about her invisible friend named Pip. "You're the imaginary friend she was talking about..." "Do I fucking look imaginary to you," Pip demanded, then shook her head. "I was just invisible to you until she wanted you to see me." "No way," Alex rubbed his eyes, "I'm just seeing things... Chiff just made you up..." "Chiff doesn't lie," Pip shrugged, "She may twist the truth like a pretzel, but she doesn't lie. I don't know exactly what she told you about me or anything else, but the more outrageous it was, the more likely it is to be the full truth." Alex stared at her for a moment, they exclaimed, "This is impossible... There's no such things as faeries or pixies... or whatever the hell you are..." Pip gasped in horror, then choked. She crossed her hands in front of her chest, as though she were suffering a heart attack and staggered around weakly. A moment later, she collapsed to her knees, gasping for breath. "What's wrong?" Alex gasped as he started at the sick looking pixie. "Didn't you know?" Pip asked weakly, "Whenever a mortal says that, the nearest pixie dies..." "I'm sorry," Alex blurted out in horror, "I didn't mean..." Pip just laughed and stood up with a smirk, "I was just fucking with you." "What?" Alex blinked in surprise. "Not very talkative are you?" Pip asked him with a sigh. "I don't know why Miss Chiff likes you, but you're lucky she does. I don't think she's even planning on messing with you. Anyway, she sent me to get you and fill you in so you can witness some of her latest game." Alex didn't really know what was going on, but when Pip flew up into the air and gestured for him to follow, he did just that. He was stunned when they walked into the hall and no one seemed to notice her either. "I told you before," she grinned at him, "I'm pretty much invisible to most people around her. It also means that no one will notice you talking to me and think that you're talking to yourself. It's part of a spell around the school to make people oblivious of her games unless they're involved. It's to keep them from freaking out and running out of the school in a panic since that would ruin her fun." "What fun?" Alex asked, trying to remember all of the weird things that Chiff had told him. All he could remember clearly was the talk about Pip, her claiming to be a goddess and the bit about putting that magic spell into a locker. "What games?" "You'll see," Pip laughed, "She's got several of them running at school here, all as part of a larger game. That's just the way she is..." Alex had an increasingly bad feeling as he followed Pip to another room. As he went in, he saw Chiff and three other people sitting around a table and playing poker. He recognized the two girls who were playing but the only one he really knew well was Tyson, a fellow player on the basketball team. "Hey Alex," Chiff turned and winked at him, "You want to play too?" "I wouldn't if I were you," Pip quickly whispered into his ear from where she hovered beside his shoulder. "Why?" Alex asked, "Does she cheat or something?" "She never breaks the rules," Pip told him, "It's just that what she thinks the rules are and what you think the rules are may be two different things." Then she let out a sigh, shaking her head in a way that made him think that she might have some personal experience with this. "Actually, she's given you a protected status, but if you join any of her games of your own free will, then all bets are off." Alex looked at Chiff, who was watching him with a curious look that almost made her seem as though she were testing him on something. He wasn't completely sure what Pip really meant but he decided to listen to her anyway. "No thanks," he told Chiff, "I think I'll just watch for now." "Maybe later," she smiled at him with a strange expression that could have been either relief or disappointment. Then she turned her attention back to the poker game. None of the other players showed any indication that they'd even noticed Alex since he'd come in and they showed no sign of noticing him now. He remembered Pip's comments about her being invisible and wondered if maybe they really didn't see him. Alex just stared at the other players for a moment. Besides Chiff and Tyson, there was Amanda, a pretty girl with a very nice rack. Jennifer was the last player and was a fairly average looking girl with glasses and long, luxurious brunette hair that was the envy of many other girls. After just a minute, Chiff announced, "I'm out of cash, so I'll bet this instead." She set a gold bracelet into the middle of the table. "I'm out of cash too," Amanda sighed, "And I don't have anything to match that..." "Who says you have to bet money?" Chiff asked with a grin. "In fact, it might be more fun if we started betting with other things instead..." "Like what?" Amanda asked skeptically, giving Chiff a wary look. "Clothes," Tyson exclaimed, winking at Amanda, "We'll make it a game of strip poker." "That would be fun," Chiff grinned, "But that's not what I had in mind. Why don't you bet your breasts?" "My breasts?" Amanda gasped in surprise. "Hey," Tyson protested, "Jenny and I had to put up cash." "A quarter a piece," Chiff pointed out. "I think it will be more fun playing this way." "Oh, it'll be fun all right," Pip exclaimed, snickering as she flew over to the table and hovered above it for a better view. Tyson grumbled for a moment but gave in, "It's not like it matters much. I've got three of a kind..." He smirked as he set three kings down onto the table. When the other's revealed their hands, Amanda was the winner, "Yes," she exclaimed, quickly picking up the