Bitch = Female Dog

Cathy looked at Meg. "Come here, you bitch." Suddenly, Cathy's point-of-view started to change. She was shrinking! Meg looked down at the dog (the *female* dog) that sat near her feet. She reached down to pet it, when suddenly it growled and tried to bite her. A teacher walked by. "Whose dog is that? It's not *yours*, is it Meg? You should know better. Pets aren't allowed." "Sorry, Mrs. Robinson. I'll take care of it." Although, she wasn't sure *how*. The teacher glanced over at the group of guys pretending to be women. She immediately became angry. "Get out of here, you perverts. Before I call the cops." The former girls looked at each other, then ran away. "I can't believe those guys actually got in here without me knowing," the teacher said. "But, they were right here with me. Didn't you recognize them?" "They were with *you*? I didn't know you were such a *pervert*." Suddenly, Mrs. Robinson began to shake. "Huh? What's happening to me?"