Anthony glanced out the window, as the rain started to fall. He didn't have anywhere else to go, and needed this more than he imagined possible.
Glancing towards Madame Warren, he was only thinking of a warm bed that night, and a roof over his head. His mind still racing to imagine other explanations for her magic. With a sigh, took in Jack's signature, already binding him. He added his own.
Lifting his pen from the page, he saw how different it looked from the usual one.
Toni Macaroni...
It was in flowing letters, looking as girly as any signature he'd ever seen. Hell! Both the i's were dotted with cutesy hearts.
Harry recoiled, dropping the pen, as he saw his hand looked different too. Slimmer and more feminine, the nails coated in a glossy varnish.
Following the disbelieving gaze up his wrist and arm, Toni saw only more and more soft slender flesh.
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