Hip Hippo Hooray!

Gingerly, you rub your huge round belly, marveling at its warmth and softness. Your hands slide up to your head, where they caress your bristly snout, bulging eyes and tiny round ears.

"I'm a hippo," you murmur quietly. "You turned me into a hippo." Suddenly, you let out a deafening bellow of a laugh. "ALL RIGHT! THIS IS GREAT!"

"Great?" the witch frowns. "What are you talking about?"

"I love hippos!" you exult. "I've always wanted to be a hippo! Thank you, oh, thank you!"

"Oh, ho!" the witch snarls. "I see what you're doing. You're pretending to like your new form so I'll change you into something else. Well, your stupid trick won't work. I'm going to leave you just as you are!"

But it's not a trick. You really do love being a hippo. You tremble with joy, causing your stretched-to-the-limit jeans to give way. Your great brown belly flops forward, nearly slapping against the floor. The witch grimaces with disgust, but you just giggle.

Written by Funny Animal

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