Veronica had almost reached the door when the beam from Rick's magic wand struck her. She felt an electric charge tear through her body, stunning her and knocking her to her knees. Much to Rick's disappointment, she soon shook it off and escaped the studio.
"Damn," Rick thought. It hadn't occurred to him that nothing of note would happen to the bitch until the full moon, which was still three days away. "I'll phrase it more carefully for the next one. But for now, I need a second to think."
With a flick of the wand, the doors suddenly became a continuation the wall. A couple of dancers had made it out before Rick had sealed the studio, but Rick had bought himself some time to think about what to do next.
Meanwhile, Ian and Candi were having a bit of a difficult time. Neither were used to the new hormones flowing through their bodies. To their mutual embarrassment an unbidden erection bulged against Candi's tights and Ian's nipples pressed like pebbles against the skintight spandex. Added to this embarrassment was the fact that Ian's voluptuous feminine body was still topped with a masculine head, and Candi's feminine face still sat on top of a muscular male body.
Huddled in shock and fear were seven more dancers, three males and four females.
Rick considered his options.
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