Wyatt had always thought Easter was his favorite holiday. He wasn’t a big Catholic, but the atmosphere of the holiday always put him in a good mood. Plus there were the parades. There was always one float with girls wearing “bunny ears” which he placed close attention to. His friend Sandy thought he was a pig for leering at the float and decided to give him a taste of his medicine—she was a witch and could handle stuff like that.
“Wendy” fiddled with her new breasts. She could see Sandy’s point now. Of course, it was a little too late—she had a parade to get too, after all.