Continue waiting tables

You give the order to the cook and lean on the bar, not even realizing the feminine way your body stands as it pushes your rear out.

A blonde haired waitress with large breasts comes over to you and say “Hun, that Biker boy there like you.” “What?” You say to the older woman. “Oh I know his kind Rose. Get a Harley to look cool, but still a kid. If you keep flirting with him he’ll give you big tip, and he’ll give you and even a bigger one if you take him around back and let him take a ride. Either way he’ll be back to see you anytime he goes through town.”

The thought of giving Billy’s a “Ride” sent a shiver down your spine, how did this happen to you. You look down at yourself. You are one of the toughest SOBs out there and are now **** to where a skirt and a belly button piercing. You decide that as soon as the witch turns you back to normal your going to burn this whole town to the ground.

You then heard the familiar voice of Hangman. “Yo Chica finish up your damn siesta and bring us some more beers!”

And beat the hell out of Hangman.

You say sorry and quickly get a tray full of beer mugs. You the tray to the table, struggle to keep it balanced as your body’s attempts to look sexy isn’t the best at hold a tray full of beers.

You start handing them out to your boys. “So you guys going to the big Biker Rally?” You ask Billy not sure if it was you trying to make conversation, or the spell making you flirt with him.

“Yeah! Do you ride?” Billy asked excited for the attention of a beautiful woman.

“Yeah she rides a lot of things, hard things, and long thing, but not a Motorcycles. Ain’t that right Babe.” Hangman says laughing as he slaps your ass.

The slap surprised you and again you let out a girlish yelp. You then gave a gasped as you realized you had just spilled Doc’s beer on to his crotch.

Your long time partner in crime cursed as he looked at the cold beer poured onto his lap. He then gave you a long look that could kill.

This was added by lanerd at writing.com