No. This was just too weird. Brian had been Mike's best friend. They played basketball together, and were always trying to outdo one another when picking up chicks at the bar. But now, Brian was a chick. One of the most insanely hot chicks Mike had ever seen. Standing in the middle of their dorm room, wearing nothing but sexy lingerie. And asking him to help pick out a bra...
"Well, silly," she giggled, "Are you going to help me or not? I was thinking that lacy purple one. I know you really like that one."
Mike wasn't sure what to say. He had a stunning girl standing in her underwear right in front of him. But it was his best friend. Then John had come along and... but John didn't exist anymore, at least not the way Mike thought he had known him. And now, neither did Brian. He really wanted his best friend back. There were plenty other hot girls in the universe. Mike closed his eyes and concentrated.
"Are you listening, man? I said we should go shoot some hoops. Take a break from studying for once."
Mike opened his eyes again at the familiar sounding voice. Brian was back, acting as though he'd never been a sexy girl who paraded around in her underwear all the time. Mike sighed. It worked. The powers John had given him... he just had to think about something, and it changed. He looked up at Brian.
"That sounds like a good idea. Let's go." Mike looked down at his jeans and polo shirt, and with barely a thought transformed them into gym shorts and a t-shirt. Brian said nothing, and picked up a basketball as the two headed out of the dorm and towards the basketball courts.
