Fourth

Carter stumbled through the thick brush, investigating some smoke he saw from afar. He kept his distance when he saw three women surrounding a cauldron. He watched as they danced around it and chanted. He was so focused on them that he didn’t notice the changes happening to him at the same time. As the women became more and more feminine with each repetition of the chant, so too did Carter. By the time the women were done, they were bombshells. Carter was merely a woman, not nearly as beautiful as the others, but certainly feminine. And that’s when the women noticed Carter spying. Instead of getting upset, the women smiled at him, and one said, “It looks like we have a fourth.”