Phoebe's Fate

Phoebe the statue was horny and helpless. To make matters worse a pigeon landed on her head and crapped on her.

The witches broke out in laughter.

"We can't leave her like this," Lilith whispered to her friends. "She's a bitch, but she has family, and people will notice she's missing."

"The spell will only last until the morning sun hits her," said Etta.

"Then she'll just be flesh and blood?" asked Megan.

"Yes, naked, horny flesh and blood."

"Perfect." Lilith took a marker from her school bag and drew a penis on Phoebe's forehead then shoved the end of the marker up Phoebe's nose so anyone else could vandalize the statue.

"Wow, that looks just like Phoebe Morris," Said a voice.

The girls turned to see Phoebe's girlfriend Chloe Byers, the girl Megan had fancied.

"Oh, hi Chloe," said Megan. "You look great today."

"Yeah, thanks, but I can't get over how much that looks like Phoebe."

"Phoebe thinks she's the most beautiful girl on campus, so she had this statue done by the most talented art student," said Lilith.

"It's amazing," said Chloe.

"So Chloe, you and Phoebe still dating?" asked Megan.

"Yeah, and yes, she told me you have a crush on me. That's sweet, but I don't date women who actually think witchcraft is real. Oh look, someone drew a penis on her." Chloe licked her finger and started to try to rub the marker off Phoebe's forehead.

Phoebe knew what was going on, but could do nothing.

"So even if you were single, you wouldn't date me?" asked Megan.

"Megan, don't embarrass yourself. Would I trade down from Phoebe to you?"

Etta and Lilith saw how hurt Megan was and were not happy Chloe was talking to their friend like that.