We can't change back

Alice took a breath. “If that wand did what I think it did,” she said, “then we’re stuck in these clothes until the enchantment wears off or gets removed.”

“What?!”

“I don’t know for sure!”

I stomped over to a bench. “Well, let’s find out.”

Alice sat next to me. I removed a shoe and handed it to Alice, who handed me one of her shoes in return. I took a deep breath and tried to slide my toes into the black high heel.

It was like trying to push my toes into the sidewalk.

“No!” I said. “This isn’t happening! I can’t stay like this!”

“What are we going to do?” said Alice.

I gave Alice her shoe back, fuming. “We need a wand of our own, dammit.”

“Yeah,” said Alice. “That would probably do the trick. But where the hell are we going to find a magic wand?”