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After David was put in a makeshift holding cage and the room was cleaned up, Brianne turned back to her husband. "Alright, let's change you back and figure out... whatever the heck it is that's going on." She held out her hands and waggled them experimentally. "Here goes nothing..." She stretched her hands out, but nothing happened. She gave them another wave; still no changes. "Presto chango?" she tried, but no sparks materialized.

"OK. Magic wand, right?" She picked it up gingerly. It didn't feel any different from an ordinary stick, but she gave it a twirl and sparks appeared. "OK, here goes..." She twirled the wand down towards the bunny. Nothing happened. She made a pass; still nothing. Complicated motions? No response. She gave the bunny a poke with the wand, and a few sparks appeared, but no transformations occurred. "Human!" she shouted as she pointed the wand, but not even sparks appeared.

She was starting to get a little concerned. Clearly, she had magical powers, and judging by the sparks she still had them. Equally clearly, she had no idea of how to use them. She absentmindedly tapped the wand against her chin in thought, but started and put the wand down on the table. "I think I should be very careful about what I touch with that thing, given my track record. Accidentally transforming myself sounds very bad." She thought further. "In fact, I don't want that thought anywhere near my subconscious while I'm trying this out. Let's take a break for half an hour." She looked down at her husband. "Sorry, David, but if I transform myself into a bunny rabbit neither of us will be happy."

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It was half an hour later, and Brianne was ready to try to transform her husband again. She had said some magic words when the transformation had worked for the first time, and she had been in a commanding mood. She swung her arms back and forth, psyching herself up. "Alright, I'm a badass witch, and my husband has served out his time as a bunny rabbit long enough." She was still annoyed at how limp his kiss was, and part of her whispered that her husband deserved more punishment, but she put that thought out of her mind as she picked up her wand. Sparks came immediately this time as she gave it a twirl, and she smiled. "All right. Abra, cadabra!" She tapped the bunny rabbit, and smiled as his body began to flex and twist. "And now we have... oh, no."

Her husband had changed, not into his normal self, but a bra. A cute bra, definitely, with blue lacy frills that looked exactly fitted to her. In normal times, she would love the ability to create a perfectly-fitted bra, and she was sure her husband would enjoy the transformation. But in the context of using her poorly-understood powers to transform her husband back, this was definitely a failure. She set the wand down while she thought.

"Oh, is this... abra, cadab, bra?! That is extremely stupid. Not only do I need magic words, I need to incorporate what I'm transforming you into? And it probably has to rhyme, or be alliterative or something. Why can't I have magic powers that are just, you know, point and click? Wave and change, I guess." She sighed. "OK. Magic words that rhyme with human. Or begin with an H. Nothing comes to mind."

"What about... if I end it with again? Like, human again? Zen is kind of a magic word, but I'm skeptical." She sighed and turned to her computer, googling for words that rhymed with again. "This, I suppose, is what the modern witch gets up to..."

She was ready for her next try. Again, she psychologically prepared herself, again she picked up the wand, glaring at it. "You know, exploring my new magic powers would be way more fun if I didn't have to fix my husband first." She paused, and took a deep breath, and began waving the wand back and forth over the bra that had been her husband just an hour ago. "Men become rabbits, bras become men. I'll change this bra to a human again." The magic flowed from her wand down and up the bra, and the transformations began.

The straps of the bra slowly shifted, changing from blue elastic into tan flesh. They split, elongating into arms and legs. The bra cups changed, too, to a darker shade of tan, bulking up as the frills and lace migrated up to become what would presumably be David's head. Brianne frowned in puzzlement -the chest that was being formed was much more muscular than David's, and the color seemed off as well. As the changes continued, the reason why became clearer. The frills and lace resolved to a head, the eyes retaining the bra's color -a robin's egg blue to David's green. The man she had transformed the bra into wasn't David.

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After David was put in a makeshift holding cage and the room was cleaned up, Brianne turned back to her husband. "Alright, let's change you back and figure out... whatever the heck it is that's going on." She held out her hands and waggled them experimentally. "Here goes nothing..." She stretched her hands out, but nothing happened. She gave them another wave; still no changes. "Presto chango?" she tried, but no sparks materialized.

"OK. Magic wand, right?" She picked it up gingerly. It didn't feel any different from an ordinary stick, but she gave it a twirl and sparks appeared. "OK, here goes..." She twirled the wand down towards the bunny. Nothing happened. She made a pass; still nothing. Complicated motions? No response. She gave the bunny a poke with the wand, and a few sparks appeared, but no transformations occurred. "Human!" she shouted as she pointed the wand, but not even sparks appeared.

She was starting to get a little concerned. Clearly, she had magical powers, and judging by the sparks she still had them. Equally clearly, she had no idea of how to use them. She absentmindedly tapped the wand against her chin in thought, but started and put the wand down on the table. "I think I should be very careful about what I touch with that thing, given my track record. Accidentally transforming myself sounds very bad." She thought further. "In fact, I don't want that thought anywhere near my subconscious while I'm trying this out. Let's take a break for half an hour." She looked down at her husband. "Sorry, David, but if I transform myself into a bunny rabbit neither of us will be happy."

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It was half an hour later, and Brianne was ready to try to transform her husband again. She had said some magic words when the transformation had worked for the first time, and she had been in a commanding mood. She swung her arms back and forth, psyching herself up. "Alright, I'm a badass witch, and my husband has served out his time as a bunny rabbit long enough." She was still annoyed at how limp his kiss was, and part of her whispered that her husband deserved more punishment, but she put that thought out of her mind as she picked up her wand. Sparks came immediately this time as she gave it a twirl, and she smiled. "All right. Abra, cadabra!" She tapped the bunny rabbit, and smiled as his body began to flex and twist. "And now we have... oh, no."

Her husband had changed, not into his normal self, but a bra. A cute bra, definitely, with blue lacy frills that looked exactly fitted to her. In normal times, she would love the ability to create a perfectly-fitted bra, and she was sure her husband would enjoy the transformation. But in the context of using her poorly-understood powers to transform her husband back, this was definitely a failure. She set the wand down while she thought.

"Oh, is this... abra, cadab, bra?! That is extremely stupid. Not only do I need magic words, I need to incorporate what I'm transforming you into? And it probably has to rhyme, or be alliterative or something. Why can't I have magic powers that are just, you know, point and click? Wave and change, I guess." She sighed. "OK. Magic words that rhyme with human. Or begin with an H. Nothing comes to mind."

"What about... if I end it with again? Like, human again? Zen is kind of a magic word, but I'm skeptical." She sighed and turned to her computer, googling for words that rhymed with again. "This, I suppose, is what the modern witch gets up to..."

She was ready for her next try. Again, she psychologically prepared herself, again she picked up the wand, glaring at it. "You know, exploring my new magic powers would be way more fun if I didn't have to fix my husband first." She paused, and took a deep breath, and began waving the wand back and forth over the bra that had been her husband just an hour ago. "Men become rabbits, bras become men. I'll change this bra to a human again." The magic flowed from her wand down and up the bra, and the transformations began.

The straps of the bra slowly shifted, changing from blue elastic into tan flesh. They split, elongating into arms and legs. The bra cups changed, too, to a darker shade of tan, bulking up as the frills and lace migrated up to become what would presumably be David's head. Brianne frowned in puzzlement -the chest that was being formed was much more muscular than David's, and the color seemed off as well. As the changes continued, the reason why became clearer. The frills and lace resolved to a head, the eyes retaining the bra's color -a robin's egg blue to David's green. The man she had transformed the bra into wasn't David.