"Well... Um... I know this isn't normal, but..." Melona started, "Maybe it's a good thing...? I mean, I did better in class than I ever have before, and it's not like I dislike how I look right now... I even got Millie's attention earlier today... What if she keeps talking to me if I keep getting better?"
"Well, I'm all for reckless optimism, but I don't like not knowing how this works." Drif said, "I have a bad feeling about this, Mel, and I always trust my gut."
"But what if it works out?" Melona argued, "Or what if this is temporary and it'll go away? I've never been able to use magic correctly before, I don't want to waste this chance! Even if it's just for a day, I want to know how it feels to me a real witch..."
"Mel..." Drif muttered, and then she shook her head, smiling, "Aw, to hell with it! What's the worst that could happen?"
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With that matter settled, the two parted ways as they went to their separate classes, though not before promising to meet up again at the end of the day. Melona smiled as she walked down the hall, feeling the slight bounce of her new breasts, how her soft hair trailed behind her, she even seemed to have grown a bit taller, as her stride had a bit more length to it. For the first time in years, Melona was actually excited for her next class...
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