A cooperative joke on mrs. Estable

"If you had the ability to change anything about mrs. Estable, what would you do?" You whisper at Mark and John.

"I dunno, make her grow a horse tail," Mark shrugged as he repositioned in his seat by pulling his legs up in the seat, wrapping his hands around his knees.

"And a giant horse cock?" John suggested with a chuckle, his face resting in his hands with elbows on the table. "Wrapped in a stocking?"

Both you and Mark slowly turned your heads towards John with a look of accusing confusion, who blushed and glanced guiltily around for a moment. "What? we were going with dumb ideas right?" he added apologetically while cooling his face by fanning his t-shirt neck hole. "Might as well make something outrageous. And it's not like it'll happen."

"Sure, but now I got a mental image of missus with a big ass horse dick poking out of her pencil skirt," Mark sighed.

"Hmm, still, why not make it a bit more real?" you whisper with a smirk and focus on your imminent victim. 'I wish John, Mark and me are the only ones aware of Mrs. Estable changes, which include a horse cock reaching her knees while limp and a horse tail. Oh, and hooves, horse ears and more muscles.'

Mark was about to pull out the pencil of his hair as he notices the changes and drops it loudly onto the floor. Both Mark and John's jaws drop slightly as Mrs. Esquire turn around and give you a look that could kill. She'd probably bash your heads in with her massive and pantyhosed horse cock by making a twirl in front of you though. "Are you gossip girls quite finished with your patter?"

"Erm, yes, mam," both Mark and John say as they suddenly take on the role of model students. As soon as she turns back towards the blackboard and lets her new tail show her irritation, your two mates give you a look as if they're sitting next to God himself.

A few minutes later you dare to re-initiate the conversation. "dude, what the fuck," they both tell you in various words. "What the hell just happened?"

"I got wishing powers, but don't tell anyone or I might have to make you forget about it," you smiled at them as the bell rang.

Mark got up and adjusted his blue top's straps and pulling his hair out of his way. His white jeans showing off his thin legs and pert ass. "I don't even know what to say but what the fuck!" he said in a eager voice.

"Yeah, what the fuck," John said as he tied up his pink t-shirt, his nipples poking out with excitement as he pulled up his trousers and tied up his blonde hair. "You can give people horse cocks?"

"You did," you said in a voice of faux insult as your group began walking towards the exit, causing a lot of burlier guys to give your butts confused stares.