Miss Twizzle spun around. She slipped her hand in her pocket and pulled out her crooked wand, pointing it at Jasmine. “I’m warning you one last time,” the witch said between clenched teeth.
Jasmine wailed all the louder.
Twitching her wand, Miss Twizzle cried out, “Ickthomorphis.” Immediately, a beam of green light shot from the end of the wand and surrounded Jasmine.
The young girl froze, her mouth open, her eyes wide, her scream caught in her throat. Immediately, two orange fins sprouted on the sides of her neck. Another fin sprouted across the top of her head. Jasmine’s hands went to her throat and she gasped. “Fins! You gave me fins! OHHHHHH NOOOOO!” she shrieked.
“I’ll do more than that if you don’t stop screaming and start obeying,” Miss Twizzle said.
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