Witches: Always the Bridesmaid...

Lori couldn't believe this was happening. Again. Her plan had been simple; after Harry left her at the altar and ran off with one of her pretty little bridesmaids, the exiled witch had tracked the asshole down and had used up all of her remaining magic powers to transform Harry into Heather! The brunette had erased the tall, strapping young man from existence and had replaced him with a female version of himself. The spell had been hard to manipulate in her weakened state, so the best that Lori could do to counter that Heather had come out looking like a prom queen had been to drain Harry's intelligence to bimbo levels of stupid. 

"Like, OH MAH GAWD! I'm, like, totally a hawt chick!" Harry, now Heather, had whined at the top of her cute voice.

"And you're going to stay that way, HEATHER. No one remembers you as a man, and you're going to learn what it feels like to get your heart broken as the top heavy little bimbo you now are!" Lori had sneered in triumph at the little blonde's tears, but she hadn't been heartless. She'd been kind enough to teach Heather all the intracacies of being a woman, and making sure she got settled in her new life working at a nearby salon instead of the corporate office. And despite herself, Lori made sure that Heather didn't end up with truly evil men once the bimbo (rather quickly) gave up fighting her new biological impulses and sexual preference.

Slowly but surely, and thanks to Heather being dumb as a post, they'd somehow become friends again. At least in Heather's eyes. Lori was just content to stick around and laugh at the new woman whenever she did something stupid, which was often. But the now former-witch hadn't expected the former man to pull a repeat performance (Heather had almost completely forgotten her old life after a year of being a moronic but hot bimbo). Lori had been dating a new man, Danny, who seemed like a good guy and she was even thinking about marrying him...But then the bomb dropped. One day, on her way to torture her former fiance, Lori had opened the door to the blonde's tiny apartment only to find her being fucked by Danny!Aparently Heather had seen Danny leaving Lori's apartment building and, not knowing any better due to her low IQ, had come onto him. The bimbo hadn't known any better, but Lori was still furious. But a witch without powers was just a normal woman, and she could do nothing to change the events that followed. All she could do now was be, well, a bitch to them both. Now that Lori had dumped Danny, the secret affair was over and the two were very publically, and clearly madly, in love. And after a year of dating exclusively (a shock to everyone given Heather's libido), Danny had propsed to her! And then, of course, Heather, now having completely forgotten what caused her to end up like this in the first place, accepted! Heather had begged and pleaded with Lori, her 'totes bestest friend in the whole, like, world!' to be her Maid of Honor. The brunette wanted to punch the blonde's face and give those baby blue eyes some traumatic eye shadow, but she couldn't say now. She'd done it to herself.

And here Lori was again, at a wedding, not getting married. She was staring daggers at the coulple the whole time, and spent the reception rolling her eyes at their happiness. If only she hadn't changed Harry into Heather! It seemed like the ex-witch was destined to always be, well, a bridesmaid and never a bride! And she had no one but herself to blame!