Lost and Found, Part 3

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Part 3: Would You Mind?

Greg, now an unbelievably hot catgirl, was holding her roommate's hand, pulling the witch-looking girl straight out the door to their room and into the hall. Jared's heartbeat picked up a little more from just this slight touch, her cheeks starting to burn...what was going on there!? "Wa-wait!"
"What?"

"I-I-I uh, m-my ID card and stuff is..."
"Oh." Greg exhaled an impatient sigh. "Go get it, then."

Feeling a dire sense of urgency, Jared took the minimal time possible to grab the strange magically-appeared purse, only taking a second as she walked out the door to also stuff the wand responsible for all of this mess inside of it.

No sooner did she make it back out than the catgirl grabbed her by the wrist to lead her on, and the strange, excited feeling started up again. Not just from confusion about that, but because Greg was (like always) much stronger than she was, Jared let herself be pulled along the hallway, off to the stairs, and then all the way to the cafeteria. People they passed sometimes spared a confused glance, but even though she'd lost some height, the catgirl had no less of an imposing presence than before—besides which, she was pulling the shorter girl along pretty fast, not giving many people time for more than one brief look.

Once they got inside and lined up for their trays, Greg finally let go of Jared's wrist. She was finally able to take a deep breath and calm down slightly—but only slightly; now that they were staying relatively still in one place, she could feel people's stares. Still, nobody seemed to approach too closely, either because they didn't look as weird as she thought, or—again—Greg's glare keeping them away.

Now that she was surrounded by the smell of food, Jared had to admit...she was pretty hungry too. Her body didn't usually appreciate skipping lunch to begin with, and perhaps casting "spells" or transforming or just all of the excitement in general had taken something out of her. So she went about picking up a bunch of food for herself, paying for both of them, and then meekly following the big redhead outside. There was a little sort of "picnic park" nearby which students were encouraged to eat at so the cafeteria wouldn't be so crowded, but far fewer people ever actually used it than it seemed built for. It made for a relatively quiet and sparse area for them to sit across from each other and eat.

Jared couldn't help noticing the catgirl had put together a plate of...mostly fish for her lunch. Greg often liked to go for a lot of protein, varying which kind of meat from one meal to the next, so it wasn't impossible that this was what she was going to eat anyway—but if so, it was at least an interesting coincidence. The catgirl kept a frown on her face while she ate, but it felt more and more fake the more Jared looked at it; she was definitely enjoying her food...if not the company.

Their peace and quiet didn't last quite long enough to finish eating, however. Just as Jared was getting started on dessert, a tall, brown-haired guy basically bounded up right next to their table. "Whooaa! Are you a real witch!?" he asked excitedly. "Can you do magic!? Oh oh—is she your familiar, too?!"

All of these questions came on a little too quickly for Jared to actually respond to. Greg shoved herself to her feet at this point, brandishing a fist at him. "You're gonna be really familiar with my fist in a minute if you don't leave us alone," she said, looking genuinely angry for maybe the first time since turning into a catgirl. Something about the way her ears folded back made it feel a lot more honest.

The excitable guy put up his hands, backing up a step or so—even though Greg was a fair bit shorter than him. "Whoa, hey—I don't mean any harm, miss kitty-cat! But I've never seen any real magic before, let alone an actual witch! I just think it's super cool, is all!"

The catgirl looked between Jared and the weird guy, then sighed, unclenching her fist and dropping her hand. Probably she'd noticed the blond girl's expression of, more or less, 'please don't actually beat his face in!' "Look, I'm not—what you just said, I'm Greg. You got that?" she said, glaring.

"Yeah, okay," he nodded. "So—Greg—you think you could get your master to cast a spell? Just one!?"
Her cheeks went almost as red as her hair. "My what!?"

"Uh, is that not the right word? I mean—you are her familiar, right? Oh wait—does that mean you can do magic too?"

"Let's get one thing straight—I am not her 'familiar' or whatever, and nobody is my master! But—okay—why don't you show him a little magic, huh?" she said, gesturing from Jared to him.

"Um—I don't know if that's a good idea.." she said a little quietly.

"He is asking for it," Greg said, crossing her arms again. One of the several things he'd called her in the last half-minute or so had clearly crossed a line which no apology from him would entirely make up for. And if Jared didn't want her to start wailing on him, this was apparently her only acceptable non-violent substitute.

Well, they were hoping to find a way to change back anyway...maybe someone this excited about magic would have some clue of, at least, who to ask? Holding onto that fairly weak rationalization, Jared carefully stood up, pulled the wand out of her purse, and tried to come up with a reasonable spell. She was pretty sure that an animal's name was needed, so: "Um—wolf who interrupts our meal, here's some magic for you to feel!" And she pointed the wand right at him.

Just like usual, a spark went out from the tip of the wand, hitting their interloper dead center in the torso. He yelped at the slight shock. "Whoa! That was so cool! With the incantation a-and everything.." He trailed off slightly as some sparks raced across his body, starting to soften his skin, and his body and facial hair began to shorten and thin. However, he didn't seem to pause because of that, but rather so he could reach up and scratch his hears. "Huh..hey, my ears are..?" They were already covered in some soft brown fuzz by the time his fingers started working on them, and it was getting longer and thicker by the second. "Growing..? Was that a transformation spell!?"

Jared stammered, "Um—"
"Yes, it was," Greg interrupted her, putting her hands on her hips.
"Th-that's so~o co~ol!" he said, his voice cracking mid-vowel, twice, and coming out a little higher in pitch each time. He lowered his hands from his ears to lightly touch his cheeks, and by now the magic had done its work on his skin, leaving them visibly—and no doubt palpably—quite smooth. His ears grew even faster now, rushing outward and upward into a pair of fuzzy triangles even bigger and taller than Greg's.

"A~ah—whoa..!" The wolf-eared guy lifted his hands off his cheeks in surprise, shuddering slightly, as his hair suddenly burst outward, taking less than a second to grow some wild locks sprawling out onto his shoulders on the back and sides, with some longer bangs helping to frame his face. "A~ah..!" His voice continued to change with each utterance, lilting up to a youthful-sounding tenor as a slim, dark-brown tail slid its way out from his back. "Aa~ah, arfh..!" He let out a sort of barking sound as the tail quickly fluffed out thicker and kept getting longer. "Rr~rfh, rrfh..!" With his mouth open from the barking, some of his teeth could bee seen growing into longer, sharper fangs. Soon they, and the tail, reached their full size.

"W-wow, wow!" He sounded like a young boy—in how he talked as well as the pitch of his voice—as he curled the tail up between his hands to feel it. "A real tail! Man, I've always wondered wha~at it..aah.." He let go of the tail, dropping his arms to the side as he shuddered slightly once again. His hair grew a little bit longer on the sides, but gained at least half a foot of length in the back. "Mm~mnh..!" His voice changed even more now, lilting out of masculine range entirely. There was a sudden, brief eruption of sparks off of his body, and then...

"Aah, aa~aah..!" He brought his arms up to hug himself tightly, squirming like he was struggling against some invisible restraints. His body rapidly shrank downward and inward, losing maybe an inch of height per second. "W-wah, aa~ah..rr~rrfh..!" His shirt and pants seemed to keep up with the shrinking, continually pulling tight enough to show his shoulders narrowing, his waist slimming, his arms and legs getting shorter and thinner. His pants didn't seem content to just pull close around his legs either, instead pulling their leggings up shorter and shorter to show off some smooth, increasingly slender and girlish legs.

"Rr~rfh..w-wa~ah. aa~aah..!" The shrinking went on and on, turning his face soft, round and cute, pulling his height down to match Greg's..and then even more! By now his voice had shifted into an adorably high, soft soprano tone, and his pants had beecome a pair of shorts steadily making their way up his thighs, and also starting to pull awfully tight against an unexpectedly small bulge between his legs. "Mm-mm~mnn~nnh.." His eyes fluttered shut, his face alight with a blush, as the bulge visibly shrank too, his height loss finally slowing down just as his eye level crossed below Jared's.

"Mm-mr~rfh..!" This bark came out high, like a cute puppy's. His shrinking came to an end at last, leaving his eye level about where the blond girl's chin was. "A-aa~aah...!" Finally, his sex changed, the pants pulling completely flat between her legs.

"O-oh. wah, wo~ooOOOOO~OOOWWWwwhh...!" She dropped her hands back to the side, wobbling back and forth excitedly, as her hips and thighs pushed themselves out slightly thicker, and at the same time her chest insistently pushed itself out against her tight shirt, a pair of small bumps forcing it to grow back some of its lost size. "M-mnngh..rrfh, rr~rrfh..!" Her ears were low and her tail wagging happily behind her as her new breasts continued to grow, and her hair steadily flowed out even longer. "Aah~...mrrfh!" There was one last push from her chest as her hair grew long enough to fall across the base of her tail in the back, growing them to an impressive size for her diminutive height—now a bit less than even Jared's.

The wolf-girl blinked her eyes open, still blushing, her lips opening into an adorable grin.

Soon an equally cute giggle erupted from her mouth. "H-heehee~..! Dude, that was amazing!" She looked around at her surroundings, at the other two girls.

Jared started, "Well uh, I'm glad you think so, but—"

"Waah, everything's so big, too! At least I won't bump into any doorframes like this, though!"

"You should probably know, I'm not exactly sure how to—"

She rushed up to Greg, stopping just outside her personal space to grin up at the now-much-bigger catgirl. "Hey, did she transform you, too!?"

"Yes, actually. And if you'd quit interrupting her and listen for half a second—!"

"Oh, yeah—sorry. I'm just super excited to get turned into a cute wolf-girl, is all! I am cute, right?" she asked Jared, scurrying up a little closer to her.

The blond girl felt her face flush at this rather unfair question. "Um—"
"Shut up for a half second!" Greg said angrily (jealously?), saving her from having to answer.

"Oh yeah, whoops. Shutting up now. Zzzzzp," she made a noise and motion like zipping up her lips.