Ms. Olive gets proper training.

She pulled her son Davis but soon found herself face to face with the same creature which licked its lips. "Please. Don't-" she started before her entire body and Davis's glowed in the imps eye light. They looked down to see their shoes morphing to heels and black tights taking over their legs. The looked at each other and knew it was over as the crisp pressed clothes took over and then their hair and heads became transformed into the clean and presentable style of the rest. A proper teacher and her proper pupil. The imp rubs its belly and vanished again from sight as the next stage begins...