As he gathered the ingredients for the spell, Jim laughed at the idea of the spell backfiring on him. “Yeah, right.” he snorted. “I’m sure I’m going to grow really big breasts.”
The key ingredient was milk, so he got out the gallon jug from the fridge. Some of the other stuff was hard to read, since the book was written in Old English and he had to give it his best guess. Most of the stuff he got from the medicine chest or on the spice rack, but there was no “eye of newt” in the house, so he just used the frog he had taken home after dissection class.
He dumped the various components into the milk jug. It turned green, pink, blue, plaid and then returned to its original state.
The book said to “apply liberally to subject.” Jim poked hole in the cap, making it into a crude squeeze bottle. He put the jug grocery bag and waited for Doreen to go get her mail.
“If nothing else, I’ll get to see her in a wet t-shirt” he thought.
When he saw her go out to the mailbox, Jim trotted out, bag in hand.
“Hey, Doreen!” he called out as he jogged towards her.
“What?” she replied.
Jim pointed the bottle at her, squeezed it hard and...
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