The flow of the clothing seemed to cover him neck to toe, and within moments it was over. Nick stumbled, as he saw he was now wearing knee-high black boots with four inch heels, a red plaid mini-skirt, and a midriff-baring white top that also showed a lot of cleavage. He recognized Megan's "schoolgirl" clubbing outfit, which she hadn't worn for months at least, but that she was wearing when Nick had first met her. He remembered that night, and how hot she looked... unnoticed now by Nick, the skirt got an inch or two shorter and the heels got an inch higher, while his bra turned lacy and pushed his boobs up a little more.
Recovering from his stumble, Nick saw that one of the young guys had spotted him, and was elbowing his friends and nodding in his direction. Immediately, they all took notice, and there was a brief moment of amusement when Nick saw them all stand a little taller and noticeably puff out their chests and start to strike poses, all unconsciously. The moment passed quickly, though, as Nick understood that he had to get past them as quickly as he could.
As he approached, feigning his best indifferent look, they started to call out: "Hey sweet stuff! You need a lift somwhere? You can ride in style with me baby!"
Another one added:"I bet you know all about ridin' in style! Come on over here, we won't hurt you... let me get you alone, I'll make you scream, but not 'cause it hurts!"
The third one just winked and blew her a kiss, but this seemed almost creepier than the first two. Then the fourth one, who it seemed was the closest thing to their leader, took a last drag from his cigarette and tossed the butt on the sidewalk.
"Don't worry about them, miss..." he spoke. "they just playin' is all. But you gotta understand, when a woman walk past lookin' as fine as you, we can't stay quiet, you know?"
As he spoke, Nick recognized him - Trevor "Trey" Martin, who lived in Nick's building with his grandmother, down near the laundry room. He didn't know him well, but he seemed like a mostly OK kid, not into anything crazy, even if Nick did notice the smell of pot coming from their place when his grandmother was out.
"So don't be afraid," he continued, as Nick's attempt to not show his nervousness was obviously not working. "just take it like a compliment... but seriously, if you do need a ride, my boy here is lookin' to show off his wheels, and I'll personally guarantee you he'll be good"
Nick thought about just ignoring them, but would they think that was rude and just make things worse, or would it be worse to respond to them in any way? He just didn't have the lifetime of experience to know how to handle this...
