Eric walked down to the living room, the skirt swishing against his smooth thighs. He knew that this should feel wrong, the soft bounce of his breasts with every step, yet everything just felt right. He reminded himself that as soon as he got home tomorrow, he would need to use the Medallion and change back to his body. He hadn't thought of what the long term effects of having such a beautiful body was going to do to his mind. He picked out a movie from the DVDs Steve had, and started the movie as he plopped onto the couch.
Steve walked into the room, seeing his friend, wearing his little sisters clothes, and had to remind himself again, that it was only a body suit, and that his best friend hadn't suddenly turned into a sexy woman. The way Eric moved was graceful, and girlish. It was like he had been a gymnast for 12 years like his sister, but Steve knew that wasn't true, Eric had to be messing with him. He had given Eric clothes to wear so that he could take off the costume and body suit, and then his friend had turned up, still in the body suit, but wearing one of his sister's outfits. Steve knew his sister didn't look like that in those clothes, and had to fight his mind to remember that Eric shouldn't either. Eric was obviously playing a joke on Steve, and Steve was determined not to let Eric get one over on him.
"Here dude." Eric said tossing a beer to Eric, who caught it in his feminine hands. "So what movie you put on? Fight Club? Avengers? Fast & Furious?" Eric asked sitting on the couch next to Eric.
"Uh... No." Eric said softly, a tinge of embarrassment in his voice. "I uh... thought I'd put in something fun, that I'd never seen before..." Eric took a huge swig of the beer as the movie started.
"Dude... is this Pitch Perfect?" Steve asked confused about his friends choice in movie.
"Yeah," Eric said, not making eye contact "I never seen it, and it looked cool." He said, thinking about the movies that Steve had suggested, and his total lack of interest in any of them.
"Um, Okay dude. You're the guest here, you want to watch a Chick Comedy, we'll watch a Chick Comedy." Steve said, thinking this was part of Eric's joke, and remembering not to say anything about it.
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Eric wasn't sure when he had fallen asleep, after the 3rd or 5th beer. But he found himself squinting at the bright light streaking into the room through the front window. He also felt a tightening on his chest that he wasn't familiar with. Eric wasn't at all surprised that he was a woman from the neck down, in fact it felt completely natural to him, what was unusual was the firm hand on his breast. Eric shot awake to find that he was sleeping, no... cuddling with Steve. He had fallen asleep on Steve's chest, and Steve's hand was grasping his breast.
"DUDE!" Eric shouted
Steve awoke with a start, and immediately noticed that his friend was cuddled up with him, and his own hand was holding Eric's very soft boob.
"Dude!" Steve said, equally shocked. Eric jumped to his tiny feet, his breasts bouncing, as his hands gripped them to protect them from Steve. "What the fuck dude!" Steve was also very shocked as he looked at his friend, acting very girlish.
"What the Fuck, me?!" Steve demanded "What the Fuck YOU!?" Steve said also springing to his feet. "Why the fuck were you cuddling up on me like that dude?"
"What? Dude! You were fucking molesting me, dude!" Eric shouted.
"What? Dude, those fucking things are fake, how can I molest something that's fake?" Steve demanded, remembering how real they felt.
"They're..." Eric was about to say real, but remembered that he had convinced his friends that he was wearing a realistic body suit. "Shit!" was all he could say.
"What?" Steve was confused.
"Look, dude." Eric said, pacing, still holding his breasts, his skirt flapping against his smooth thighs. "I need to take a shower, and then you can take me home, okay?"
"Uh, sure dude." Steve said as his friend bounced up the stairs to the bathroom. Steve couldn't push the thought of his friends boob in his hand, and how soft and perfect it felt.
