My heart was broken when Tyler broke up with me. Looking back, he suffered from Peter Pan syndrome and didn’t want to grow up. I claimed he wasn’t ready for a serious relationship and didn’t want to take things to the next level. I knew I had a biological clock as a woman and didn’t want to take any risks. I’ll never forget the day Tyler called me crying in a really weird voice and that I had to come to his apartment immediately. When I saw the young teen girl standing there crying at his doorway, I knew the spell had worked. I never told him that it was me who caused his transformation and just assured him that everything would be okay since I would take care of him. Rather than trying to help him change back as she requested, I suggested he live as my daughter “Kayla” for a little while until it was fixed. Since she couldn’t stay home all day, I figured it was best for her to go to school and be thrown into the deep end with femininity by entering her into dance and gymnastics. Although she hated it at first, she is finally starting to accept her new life. She told me she wants to have a friend over for a sleepover and I’m so glad we are all happy now.