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The rain was falling outside. Occasional gusts of wind wailed in the grey morning sky. The rain whipped up against the windows of the mid-sized college classroom in the middle of building's main wing. The classroom had an extended length to fit 48 seats and a back area with some extra utility desks. Inside some students of Anthropology 101 were seated, a few minutes before the class would begin.

Sitting at desks close to the window, there was Adrienne and Wally. Adrienne was a fat girl with glasses. Wally had brown hair and was still wearing his windbreaker.

"Teacher's usually in by now," said Adrienne, "Is he going to show up?"

"Eh, he still has a few minutes," said Wally, "Class hasn't started yet. Think he's skipping out just because he isn't early?"

"Maybe," said Adrienne.

"If he doesn't show up then I don't have to be here," said Wally, "I wouldn't mind skipping this class," he leaned back in his chair and put his hands behind his head, "I don't even know why I had to take this class. What does Anthropo have to do with wanting to be a landscaper?"

Adrienne gave Wally a sly look, "This isn't high school. You should take your classes more seriously, or you'll regret it." She cleared her throat, "As for me, Anthropological Studies is part of Family Planning."

"Family Planning?" Wally side-looked over at Adrienne, "Is that like predicting whether it's going to be a boy or a girl?"

Adrienne chuffed, "Yes, exactly that." Adrienne turned on her seat to look out the window. Rain splashed on the window and the pavement pathways were running with water. It flowed all over the paths and it swamped the grass. It has been raining all morning.

In through the classroom door came Daniel. He was a taller male, with a mane of blonde hair and some scruff on his chin. He wore a blue denim vest over a plain T-shirt. The vest had some pins on it. He took two hands into his hair and slicked it back. There was some rainwater in his hair it seemed.

"Damn weather tricking into wanting an umbrella," said Daniel. He checked his clothes. They were relatively dry. He walked into the desks and took his seat.

Eugene was not the kind of person Daniel wanted to talk to in the morning, but the bespectacled nerd had a seat beside him so conversation was inevitable.

Daniel took a look at Eugene and he could tell Eugene was already in the motions of getting explainy. Eugene spoke, "We live in a coastal climate and during autumn it is highly probable that mornings will have precipitation."

"It didn't look so bad when I left the house this morning!" said Daniel. He threw off his backpack and put it underneath his seat.

Eugene had the power not to sound so condescending but it was a power never used, "That's hardly an adequate estimation on whether or not the weather will change!"

Daniel sighed and mimicked Eugene, "An adequate estimation... Why do you gotta be such a smartass?"

Eugene giggled, "Intelligence is the ultimate achivement of mankind. It would be a sin not to announce it," he then giggled, "not to use a religious, superstitious term."

A couple seats behind Daniel there was Charlotte, a girl wearing a green plaid shirt over a plain white one and pants that had the pockets of cargo variety but were too close-fitting to take advantage of them.

Bryce sat beside Charlotte in a seat that was not his own. He had shaggy brown hair, some facial hair, and two hoops in his ears. He wore a baggy sweater with an old logo for an old university his dad went to. His brown bush pants had some tears but were alright.

Charlotte took a bite out of a granola bar. She talked with her mouth full, "Chiaro's down on main street used to have good chicken parmesan but they changed the recipe or something. I stopped going to that place because of that."

Bryce chuckled, "A few years ago me and my brother were coming back from vacation and we thought about stopping into that place but when we rolled up it looked busy as fuck."

Charlotte chewed and swallowed. She smiled, "That place is loaded most of the time. It's still popular even if they changed the recipe, but I won't go there if the food's bad."

Bryce looked over to the door. It was almost time for class to begin and people were folding in. Whoever belonged to the seat Bryce was borrowing, they'd arrive soon. Bryce got up, "All right, see you later."

Bryce went to his seat across the classroom. Spike, a punkish girl with a medium build on her, came to her desk and sat down.

Charlotte smiled when Spike looked over, "You didn't need to evict Bryce this time."

Spike chuckled, "If it were up to me, we would have a seating plan but you know how the teacher can't start class without everyone in their right place like a zoo."

Charlotte chuckled. The two got settled in their seats, got out their class stuff, and sat... waiting for the teacher to come in with the rest of the deluge of students.

Ava and Irma were not making haste to class. The bell was about to ring and they were still en route to their class. Ava was a skinny girl with long silky hair. She wore a long-sleeve shirt with a low cut chest to show off some cleavage. Irma had more meat in her bosom in her ass. She wasn't ready to give up the summer weather and she still had on a spaghetti strap top with a pair of denim shorts with sandals.

Irma wiped off beads of rain from her arms, "God damn it, why do we have to park so far away from the entrance?"

The two girls parked outside and had to use their bags and books to cover themselves as they ran inside, mostly staying out of the heavy rain but still getting drips of water on their clothes.

The college was just a community college and thus looked liked one with small rows of lockers on the wall and a very old color to its wall and tiled floor. The roof was a bright pigment of pinks and the lights were spaced out closed so parts of the hallway looked overlit and dazey. Even the posters on the wall lacked flair.

Ava looked at her watch, "Oh shit, we're late."

"The professor isn't going to let us in if we're late," said Irma.

"We'll just say we were caught in traffic," said Ava, "Better yet, we'll say we were driving slowly because it was raining and we were playing it safe."

Irma smiled and gave Ava a look, "We were driving slowly because of the rain, though."

Ava chuckled. She took a water bottle out of her purse, took a drink and put it back, "Really wish I could have gone to my mom's old fraternity instead of this backwater place. Who's cool around here? Scott? There's a tragic lack of hot guys in this place."

Irma chuckled and gave Ava a shrug, "And no dorms to fuck them in!"

Ava snickered, covering her mouth, "Irma, you are such a slut!"

Irma climbed behind Ava and wrapped her arms around Ava's neck, "Takes one to know one!"

Ava took Irma's hands, "Too many losers in this place, not that I'm one to talk."

The classroom door was still open so Ava and Irma skirted inside before the professor closed it. When they got inside the classroom, their normal teacher was replaced with a young looking woman wearing a slim fitting navy blue silk dress with long arm sleeves. Despite her youth, she had gray hair although it looked like a dye job. Sitting at the desk, she overlooked the classroom with confidence in her pose.

"Glad you could join us," said the teacher, in her hard but womanly manner.

Ava and Irma looked around. They were the last ones to arrive, judging by how full the classroom looked with several students in their seats, looking attentive.

"Where's, um," Ava did not know the name of her professor, "the other guy?"

"Your regular professor is sick today," said the teacher, "I'll be your substitute Ms. Darwin."

The door shut behind Irma. She didn't even push it, the door did that by itself. For a brief second there was a strange silence behind her, like all the air had been sucked out of the hall. She couldn't put it into words why it sounded like that, lacking scientific vocabulary, but it was a strong feeling.

The two had desks close to the front of the class, and they were empty spots in a lake of attended desks. Moving into the aisles, they saw Scott a couple seats back. Scott was a hunk with great hair and a sexy face. Ava and Irma gave him a sporty wave before sitting down.

Scott waved back. Aron beside him leaned over and whispered so quietly that nobody could hear but Scott, "Those one of yours?"

Scott rubbed his fingers over the corner of his desk where a chunk of the table had broken off, expose coarse fiberboard. Scott grinned over at Aron, "Not yet."

Aron smiled, "Oh, it's a race then."

Scott scoffed, "Come on, Aron. They want a real man."

Darwin got up from the desk and walked around the front of the room. She carried her hands behind her back, "We got a long class ahead of us, so we-" She stopped herself and looked down the columns of desks.

The columns were so unaligned. Desks were popping out of fashion. Although it was harder to see towards the back, there were several that were turned, even if just a bit. It was disgusting to see such disorder.

Darwin raised a hand and snapped. All around the room desks and chairs (with no involvement to who was sitting at or on them) moved into order snapping into perfect alignment with the column, pushed by invisible forces.

This was a shock for the classroom. It startled everyone and caused a commotion. Yelps and muttering were around the room. A girl towards the back stood up in shock, unsure what just happened. A boy sitting beside the wall leaned into it, thinking that the shake was the beginnings of an earthquake.

The students collected themselves, unsure of what just happened. They looked under the desks to the see if the desks had wheels on the legs (they didn't). Some looked at the floor to see if it had conveyers (they didn't).

Daniel wobbled his desk around, "What in the fuck? How did she do that?"

It was a neat magic trick, but that's all it was to Eugene. He took in a big breath and spoke a little loudly so that more than Daniel could hear him, "It's likely a trick involving magnets. There are likely magnets below the floor."

No one that heard his explanation cared about it. It was a shock to have one's desk suddenly jolt into a straight row like a Looney Tunes cartoon. Ms. Darwin had made quite the entrance for her substitute class.

Ben was in the front row. When he moved his desk to see if it would snap back, Darwin saw and gave him a cross look. She said, "I prefer it to be in a tight column, student." and Ben shifted it back to where it was, looking back at the column behind him to see if it was right.

Ms. Darwin continued, "-a long class ahead of us, so let's get comfortable."

She connected her fingers together, turned her palms outward, and stretched. Some cracking was heard by the front row. She dislodged and wiggled her fingers playfully.

"My teaching methods are unorthodox," said Darwin, "but I think you will grow to like them over these next few weeks."

Those remarks caused Greg to roll his eyes. Greg was seated on the right side (from Darwin's point of view) of the classroom. He was an emo and looked the part with his black hair, eyeliner, and black nail polish. He wore a T-shirt for the band Wolfman's Faithful and tight blue jeans with sneakers.

Oh shit, one of these gamechangers, thought Greg. How cliche!

Patrice, a girl at the front, raised her hand and spoke before Darwin could address her, "What about the regular professor?"

Darwin didn't seem offended at Patrice asking a question without waiting for her approval, "He's just going to be away for awhile."

"Is he sick?" said Patrice.

Darwin stood upward, "No. Stop worrying about the regular professor. I'm your professor now. Now-" she looked at the desk where she left her textbook. She reached out her hand and the book went up and drifted across the front of the room right into her hand!

There was another wave of shock and disbelief in the classroom, although towards the back students couldn't see so clearly what she had just done. There were gasps and whoas at the front of the class whereas in the back, students were questioning what was going on.

John was a boy near the back wearing a sports jersey. He couldn't see what was going on, "What happened?"

Pierce was beside him. He was a muscly sort even if his height didn't keep up with his build. Without looking over to John, Pierce said, "She made the book fly into her hand, I think."

"Huh." said John, "That's a neat trick."

The tension around the classroom was mixed. Nobody was sure what was going on but mostly people assumed it was some variation of an overly enthusiastic supply teacher that wanted to leave an impression on her class. Ashamedly, a few students questioned if what she was doing was a trick or actual magic, and a few students couldn't help but feel something sinister in the air.

Tanya didn't see community college as a reason to not look her best. She showed up dressed in fasionable clothes. She had a dark purple sunhat on, like a sun hat but with a coned top. Dangly earrings. She wore a dark coat with a big furry collar over a red long-sleeve blouse. Her pants were striped.

Tanya said, "What? Do you do magic at night?"

Darwin smiled at her, "No. I do it all the time." She snapped her fingers and Tanya's hat pointed up, the dome shaped top turning into a pointy top like a witches hat. Tanya felt something funny and felt around up there. The pointy top surprised her. She took off the hat and looked at it. There's no way the fabric could stretch out like that. She wondered how it could have happened.

Darwin clapped and the blinds on the windows came down and turned shut. No student was sure what to think. Adrienne looked up and down the blinds. She squinted, looking for some device or anything, any explanation that those blinds could pull down on their own.

Wally chuckled and gestured casting a spell with his hands, "Oooooh, magic!"

Darwin flipped open the book. Like a dance, the pages turned to the exact page she wanted. She cleared her throat, "Today we will focus on getting acquainted to my teaching method. I find it's best if I warn you all before 'hopping' in." She chuckled at the pun although no one but her knew it was a pun yet.

Kyle was a boy seated in the second row, dressed in a plaid shirt and blue jeans. He rolled his eyes, "Professor, can you cut the crap and get to the lecture?"

Darwin, saying nothing, pointed a finger at Kyle and fired a beam at him. It was a sparkly magical beam, right from her finger! Patrice, however, was leaned over a bit right at that moment and was the one that got hit by it.

Again, the class was shocked. The magic was starting to feel real with what they had just seen. Everyone waited in anticipation to see what would happen to Patrice. Patrice clutched her chest. When she tried to speak, not a sound escaped her mouth. She tried again. To her terror, nothing came out. She panicked.

"Oops," said Darwin. She fired another bolt at Kyle. There was another wave of yelps and screams at the bright bolt of light. Kyle flinched when the magic hit him. He tried to speak, but was silent. He clutched his throat, but nothing changed.

Sitting beside Kyle was Teri, but not for long. The girl got up and looked at the teacher indignantly, looked at the door, looked all around. She had no idea what to think, but she knew something bad was going to happen and thought of making a break for it!

"Sit down!" Darwin commanded as she reached out a palm and deep pulsating boom was heard. Teri felt her legs rebelling against her desires and they sat her back down on the chair. There wasn't even the ability to struggle against them. She squealed in terror!

It was hard to think up a way how a professor would fake shoot beams from her fingers, but Greg wasn't convinced it was really magic or anything special at all. She could have made a deal with a few students to pretend to be muted or forced to sit down for the sake of a show.

Darwin perked up, "Before I forget..." With her textbook in one hand, she held out the other. There was a blue glow and a chestnut sized seed appeared on her hand. She dropped it on the ground and it bounced a few times before settling on the tile floor.

Then it moved! Like an insect, it quietly crept to the intersections where the tiles connected. It plunged down into the tiles, cracking and pushing pieces aside to dig into the earth. The student at the front watched, many dreading what the seed meant for the classroom.

The seed disappeared underneath the tiles, leaving soft dirt in its wake. There were vibrations. Barely noticeable at first but then prominent. The rumble overtook the room and it was prominent enough to make a couple pens move across a couple of desks.

Jonie, a girl seated towards the back of the room, looked around the panic in the room and thought that maybe she should have went to the washroom before class.

Lindsay and Bill were seated a couple rows from the back. Lindsay wore a zip-up hoody with a pair of faded out jeans. Bill wore a letterman jacket.

When they heard the sound of rumbling and crackling, the two looked between them in the aisle. On the ground, the tiles were splitting apart and soiled earth burst from underneath.

"What's going on?" asked Lindsay, "Is there an earthquake?"

Bill reached out a shoe and rubbed the dirt on the ground. It reacted like one would expect, the dirt moved around. Bill could feel vibrations underneath. They were too consistent and controlled to be an earthquake, he believed.

"I don't think it's an earthquake," said Bill.

"Then what is it?" asked Lindsay.

"I have no idea," said Bill.

It wasn't just the floor that was changing. Chris, a young man, was seated at the back corner. He heard some crackling behind him and when he turned around to check the back walls, he saw that they were splitting with what looked to be wooden planks or branches breaking through the paneling, tossing off posters. Billboards knocked to the ground.

Adrienne looked at the walls beside her. With the blinds down, she didn't realize that the windows beneath the blinds had disappeared. In their place was more wall, and that wall was being corrupted by the same presence that was destroying the tile floor beneath her. Hardened vines were breaking through the wallpaper. Some even had tiny leaves.

"What the fuck?" Adrienne said under her breath.

Wally saw the vines come out from behind the blinds. He wasn't sure what to think. Nothing seemed believable and maybe that's why he couldn't find himself getting scared or surprised.

He thought of saying something funny but his heart wasn't into it.

Darwin walked over to one side of the classroom. Patrice was still fucking around with her throat trying to make words come out. Kyle behind her sat with his arms crossed, looking cross but also traumatized and having given up trying to make his voice box function again.

She looked at Jackson, the boy sitting in the corner seat, "Should we start with you?"

Jackson felt a chill down his spine, but before anything could happen, there was some loud muttering on the other side of the room. Darwin creaked a gaze to the side.

In the other front corner, two girls, Kimi and Selma, were whispering to each other quietly. What about, it did not matter to Darwin.

Like a flash of light, Darwin's form on one side of the room snapped to the other, appearing before Kimi and Selma in an instant. There was another collective gasp of shock, with Kimi and Selma nearly falling out of their seats when Darwin suddenly appeared.

"No whispering to each other, please." said Darwin. Kimi and Selma said nothing, only nodded with fear and disbelief in their eyes.

The existence of magic was looking more real with every minute. Even those that did not believe in the supernatural were having their minds changed- most of them anyway. Characters like Eugene were still unconvinced.

He didn't know why, but Daniel got a question. He rose from his seat enough to be seen by Darwin, and he asked, "Can you make animals appear?" A traditional magician's trick. Could the professor pull it off?

Darwin raised a devious smile, "Yes indeed!"

She raised a hand at Daniel and fired a bolt of light. Daniel's eyes went wide as the sparkling cackle of energy fire at him like a bullet.

For a split second, everything was white, but then Daniel's vision returned. There was another gasp around the room. Everyone stared at Daniel with horrified and shocked expressions.

Daniel knew something was wrong, even if he couldn't perceive it. He looked at himself and he looked ok. On the other hand, no. Something happened to his shoes and then he noticed that his hands were weird. They were covered in a white fuzz.

"What did you do to me??" asked Daniel in a panic.

"You wanted an animal to appear!" said Darwin.

Then Daniel realized the mass in front of his face. With shaky arms he brought his hands to his face and felt a hard shell on the front of his head. It was a beak!

He collapsed on his seat and checked himself in a panic, rapid breaths like an engine. His shoes were gone, letting out his scaled, taloned feet. Daniel sat there, in a position reserved for someone unable to exhibit any strength or control.

He looked at his hands again. They were covered in a white down.

"What am I?" he said.

Frank beside him looked at him with disbelief, but his reaction was less grotesque than others. He said, "You're a bird."

Daniel couldn't say a word. He was struck with terror. All he could do was stare at his feathery hands. His body turned cold with appalled horror. His mind was in a flurry!

Down on his seat, from within his pants, from within his boxer shorts, his flaccid penis rested on the seat. Flaccid, although the transformation had made it quite larger than Daniel was familiar with. Daniel was too stunned to subconsciously control his bladder so out fired urine from his tip, dousing his drawers. Wetness dropped onto his seat and soaked his garments. It watered the down on his sac and seeped over to his thighs.

Daniel couldn't even notice. He stared at his hands like they were horrors miles away.

The classroom was in a panic. Even those far away from Daniel needed no up close perspective to accept what had just happened. People were getting up out of their seats, hugging against the morphing walls, vines and barky surface. Some of the students went to the windows, or rather where the windows used to be. When they whipped the blinds out of the way, all it was revealed was wall where the windows used to be.

"Sit down!" barked Darwin at the classroom. It wasn't a spell this time that would control anyone, it was a regular demand.

Most students returned to their seats in a snap, while others were reluctant. Looking around for an exit before shakingly reentering their seats. A student towards the back tumbled in his chair before sitting upright.

There was one student beside the wall, where the windows once were. It was Roxanne, a mid-build girl with a pony tail, an orange blouse, and a pair of blue khakis. She stared at Darwin, eyes full of terror. Her hands were outstretched like she was trying to feel for a knob to a door in which she could escape. She trembled and couldn't move a muscle, breathing rapidly.

Another loud demand from Darwin did nothing. She stared at the professor with absolute horror. Darwin could have smiled, as the dumbified student was practically handing the professor a reason to transform her!

She reached out, fired a beam, and it connected with Roxanne's form. Gone was the form of a myuman and here was the form of a deer. An anthropomorphic deer to be precise, like Daniel the dove.

She had big pointed ears along her orange hair. A snout emerged from her face. Her hands had nubs at the end of her fingers and her feet were similar, covered in fur but her toes made of hoofy nubs.

She looked at her hands and felt her snout. Her heart turned to stone and a breath got stuck in her lungs. She toppled back against the wall, fumbling down along a row of knee-high shelves onto the floor which only bits of the former tile were remaining in the uneven dirt.

She stared out into the classroom. Thousands of eyes stared back, shocked at her new disgusting form. She could feel the fur on her back. She could feel blood flowing through her large ears. She had the urge to eat grass. She couldn't think! It was too intense.

She began to sniffle and whimper and she dropped her head into her knees, wrapping her around her head. She whimpered quietly.

Wetness appeared on her jeans, around her base. First at the front, then around the sides, then all over. It wore on her jeans, glistened in the eerie classroom light. Urine plentiful emerged from her pants, crossing the dirt and occasional shard of grass, seeking valleys in the newfound ground. It pooled in those divets.

There was a crackle behind her on her tailless ass. Substances were ejected and odors seeped out of her backside. They folded into the air, up and down the rows of desks. More crackling was heard and the bottom of Roxanne's jeans pushed out. She florped, pffted, and brraped and the bulge on the backside of her jeans showed that she had crapped a load into her drawers.

She could barely hear nor feel anything, but she got some of her bearings again and she could feel wetness all over her ass, she opened her eyes and saw the wet dirt, the small puddles of urine, and the soaked fabric on her thighs. It was enough to send her spiralling all over again!

Back around the middle of the room, Daniel was just noticing that there was a turgid smell in the air when the student behind him, Toby, tapped him on the shoulder. Toby was wearing a collared green shirt and light brown corduroy pants. He got out of his desk and walked around Daniel, to the professor's annoyance.

Toby looked at Daniel's beak, his feathery face, his feathery hands, and his scaled feet. Daniel looked back with a nervous expression, clenching his teeth in anxiety.

Toby prodded and poked Daniel, "Are you real?"

"Of course not!" said Eugene behind him, "Such magic is physically impossible!" Eugene had a surprising amount of certainty in his voice.

"You don't believe it yourself?" Darwin asked, glaring at Toby. She reached out her hand, "Then how about you have a personal demonstration?"

Toby's flinched back and his eyes went ballistic as the bolt of light fired at him. When it hit him, there was a brief sting before all of his feeling resetted to neutral.

He knew what had happened. He looked at himself and saw his hands covered in black fur. He looked down at his feet and his shoe were gone. Black furry feet. He felt his face and there was a small snoot.

Daniel gulped, "You're a cat!"

"A... cat?" it felt weird to talk with his new mouth.

"Siddown!" demanded Darwin.

Toby was in shock but if Darwin could turn him into a cat, she could do a lot worse, he felt. The touch of his bare feet on dirt floor was weird. He got on his chair, uncontrollaby rubbing his hands to double/triple/quadruple check that they felt like new cat hands. Despite his hopes, he remained a cat every time he checked.

Towards the back, there was Gillian. She was a chubby girl with shoulder length black hair, glasses, a tight fitting pink long-sleeved shirt, jeans to fit those chubby hips, and sneakers. She sat up straight, attentive at the classroom.

At first the idea of a sorceress coming to class and transforming people seemed impossible but after what she had seen that morning, her mind was changing. The tricks, the room changing around her, the transformations; she knew it was real. It was what she had to deal with that afternoon.

She looked above her head. Vines were creeping out of the tiles in the ceiling.

'Looks like we're all going to get transformed into animals.' she thought.

"Yes, it seems that way." her inner voice replied.

'We're dealing with forces beyond myuman comprehension.' she thought.

"More or less." the voice replied.

'Seems like a good time to pee my pants.' thought Gillian.

"It is a fine time to pee your pants!" The voice replied eagerly.

It was true. Gillian knew it. She knew seeing her classmates being turned into animals with the anticipation that she could be next was a fine time to pee one's pants.

She leaned forward a bit and her body relieved itself. She could feel the warm fluid splatter into her underwear and spread on her seat, touching the sides of her thighs. It slid down the seat, forming a pool of surrender.

There. It was done. Gillian rested back in her seat.

Darwin returned to the center of the front of the room dramatically and spoke aloud.

"You are students in my classroom," she said, gesturing at the walls that had ate the panelling that the classroom once had and were now thick tree walls from front to back. "You will obey my commands or I will punish you." She raised a finger, magic light glowing on its tip, "And my punishments are most unusual!"