Wendy stalked up to the blond with a scowl on her face and fire in her eyes. The girl might have been an ordinary mallgoing brunette to some people, but to Wendy she was the flirt that kept harassing her boyfriend. And a magically-minded girl like Wendy had more than a few things to say about that, the first of which was a loud: “Hey you!”

Not the most eloquent manner of catching someone’s attention, but it certainly got the job done. The brunette, a woman by the name of Alex, turned with a small frown on her face. “Can I help you?” She asked, not knowing the karmic justice that would be unleashed today.

“Of course. You’re the one who’s been flirting with my husband, right?” Wendy said, embellishing her relationship with her man. It made her feel a little more confident, and she smirked with glee at the woman’s indecisive look. Unfortunately, the expression lasted on Alex’s face for only a moment.

“You mean boyfriend?” She smirked, nodding to Wendy’s hands. “No ring.” She offered as explanation.

“Oh.” Wendy flushed, then looked back up to the girl. “I’m Wendy, Nick’s girlfriend.” She stressed the last word petulantly, looking at the woman with a stern glare. “And I want you to stop flirting with Nick.”

“Oh!” Alex replied, her eyes brightening with recognition. For a moment Wendy thought that she’d gotten through to the girl, but then Alex soured the moment with a “No, why would I?”

Wendy blinked in surprise, momentarily caught off-guard. “What? Why would you? Why would you flirt with him in the first place?” She began to think it was time to use her last resort, but she wanted to give Alex a fair chance first. Only one chance though; Wendy wasn’t a saint.

To her dismay and immense sadistic pleasure alike, Alex responded sarcastically. “I flirt with Nick because it’s fun. And that’s the same reason why I’m not going to stop flirting.”

“I was really hoping you’d say that, you fat hippo.” Wendy beamed, working her magic with a smile. She wiggled her fingers at the girl, snaring her in an irreversible spell, one of her most potent.

Of course, to a magic-blind woman like Alex it looked just like Wendy had gone crazy. Alex snorted with derision, looking at the blonde like she was crazy. Then a violent shudder ran through her body, and the button to her jeans snapped off her hips.

Alex looked down in surprise to see that her waist was widening more and more by the second, her thin body she’d worked so hard to maintain now gaining pound upon pound of fat. She tried to speak, but instead of words only a dumb sounding “Uguuuh?” left her mouth.

Wendy smirked at her victim, watching as the girl’s face began to distort, growing out into the bulky muzzle of a hippopotamus. “Oh, whoops. I didn’t mean for your voice to go first; I would have so loved to hear you beg for mercy.”

Alex blurted out another hippopotamus grunt, feeling her stomach swell more as she did. She tried to cover her face with her hands, but it just kept growing! Out and out, her nostrils spreading further and further… It was a nightmare come to life, all brought on because she couldn’t help but make passes at another woman’s man!

Wendy grinned callously at Alex, watching her distress with mirth. It wasn’t every day that she got to see some good karmic justice; much less administer it herself! In all honesty, she could grow to like this! She smirked contentedly as Alex’s teeth grew big and blocky in her mouth and her shirt began to tear.

The small rips in her clothing only grew larger and larger, expanding in time with her bulk. Alex whimpered; then blurted out another bewildered grunt as her arms and legs expanded all at once, violently tearing her sleeves and pants from her body.

It had the added effect of unbalancing her, and Alex’s body jiggled madly as she began to teeter and totter. The woman tried to windmill her arms to steady herself; but that only made things worse, her flab now even further off balance. She thumped heavily onto her back, huffing loudly and hearing her shirt tear from her body and her bra snap off at the same time.

“Aw, is someone a fat and shameless naked hippo, all alone in the middle of the mall?” Wendy cooed, looking down and petting the transforming woman’s flubby ears. OF course she’d drawn some bystanders, but nobody wanted to be the one to risk reporting her to the authorities. Plus a few people seemed to be enjoying this, crowding around to see Alex’s shame.

To Wendy’s amusement, a good deal of the onlookers happened to be women—with the occasional man dotted here and there. She wondered how many of them had had their boyfriends flirted with by this lusty girl… And how many of those boyfriends would find her attractive now, given her massive bulk.

Alex whined and flopped on the ground, trying to roll her huge body to get on all fours. It took her the most humiliating five minutes of her life, minutes that cost her a human skeletal structure. When she finally rolled onto her padded and plump paws, she was a giant beast in body and an ashamed woman in mind. An ashamed and angry woman.

Wendy saw the look in her eyes and quickly brought up a hand to forestall any resistance from Alex. “Honey, I just made you into a hippo. I can do much worse if you so much as think about hurting me, understand?”

Alex stared on in fear as a tail squirted from her backside, as if for the sole purpose of hanging low to show her submissiveness. She grunted loudly, hoping that this was the end of her shaming and that Wendy would restore her to a human form.

In that, she was to singularly disappointed. Wendy grinned at her maliciously, waving her hands as she started to prepare a transportation spell. “Good. I hope you learned a little lesson here today… I’m sure that your fellow cow hippos in the Savannah won’t be as merciful as I am.”

With that, Alex’s world began to dim. She took a faltering step forward; then fell unconscious onto her fat face.

 

Alex woke up an indeterminate time later, her eyes watering as she got used to the sun around herself. Sun! What was—where was? She looked around and saw what could only be the wild African brush and a collection of other hippos. Then the hippo swallowed nervously, gulping down a massive mouthful of drool. Apparently that Wendy had made good on her word, and now she had the rest of a hippo’s life to look forward to. She only hoped that none of the male hippos was feeling particularly horny…