Gary was barely awake as usual. Sitting in class was always dull, and he still had two more full years of it ahead of him. After his head fell down on the desk for the third time, he noticed a strange book in his bag.
"Huh, what's this?"
Gary grabbed it and slowly brought it up to his desk, trying to keep anyone else, especially the teacher, from seeing it. As soon as it touched the desk, the book flung itself open to a blank page. Gary was a bit surprised by this, but it was so unusual that he wasn't sure if he had accidentally let it slip from his hand or something. That idea went out the window when the book started writing in itself.
THE WISH YOU WRITE SHALL BE GRANTED.
Gary became a little nervous seeing that.
"What is this thing?" He whispered to himself.
WRITE YOUR DESIRES
Afraid that he would anger the strange book if he did nothing, Gary quickly took out a pen.
"What do I wish for?"
ANYTHING
He looked around room. Mr. Penton was busy writing something at the black board. Gary didn't like him much, he always scolded him about not trying hard enough and not paying attention in class.
I want Mr. Penton to be more interesting.
No sooner than it was written, Mr.Penton started changing. He first became much, much thinner, so much so that only his face was recognizable. But that would not last long, as his thin layer of gray hair suddenly started to come alive and shoot out in short pulses, gaining a faint golden color with every growth. As this happened, his face and body began to change more. In the beginning, it was only his loss of height that was noticeable, but soon Gary could see that Mr. Penton was getting younger too, but that wasn't all, his face was starting to look really strange. By this time, his voice was also completely different, it was much higher, and his inflections were sounded out differently.
That's when the transformation really took off. The no longer old teacher's hair went through two more spurts of growth that were much larger than before, and finally came to rest halfway down his back. His body took on a hourglass shape, especially as his chest expanded into two noticeable mounds.
When it was all over, there was no longer a Mr. Penton in front of the class, but a young girl with glasses and a ponytail, younger than most of her students even, dressed in a dark sweater over a light colored shirt, short skirt, and very long striped stockings.
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