He's an inquisitive guy with boundary issues. Take a guess.

"Yo dude, I think you can let her... down now..." Nick has pulled the curtain aside a little to take a peek inside - after all, he knows Joy is dressed and I shouldn't even have gotten naked.

But of course, what he sees is the harness lying on the floor, and Joy just jutting from my hips without me holding her in any way, shape, or form. No wonder he trailed off. And is now staring at us staring at him in the mirror. And to make matters worse, Joy recovers first...

"Uh, hi, Nick, this is just, uhm, you see, I... no, we..." Joy deflates. Her bullshitting skills leave something to be desired - after all, she was born... no, came into existence literally yesterday. "Alright, I got nothing. Nada. Zip. It's exactly what it looks like."

"Really?" Nick's voice sounds weirdly strained, and I can see him turning white as a sheet. Gripping the side of the changing cubicle, he continues. "'Cause it looks like my best bud is a Siamese twin. Which is impossible. I'd have noticed that, I think. So what... the fuck. I... I need to sit down..."

And of course, where else would Nick sit down but on the stool in our cubicle. It's getting crowded in here. I turn Joy and me around and lean into a corner to alleviate the room situation and look at my best bud. He looks like shit... hey, I'm his best friend. I'm contractually obligated to say and think stuff like that! But still, I need to start explaining.

"Listen, man, I... we have no idea ourselves what happened," I begin. And that's also were I stop. How do I explain to my buddy that my cock turned into a smoking hot, super cute and all around adorable girl? That I fell in love with?"

"It just... happened. One day - boom - I just wake up and... am!" Luckily, Joy picks up the slack. Well, lucky for the pacing of our story. "After that, a whole lotta stuff happened, and Matt first thought I was a dream, and, uh... yeah, we decided to get me some stuff to wear and then we met you."

"So... all the time? Even when we were gaming together? You... you guys were like this?"

"Never knew anything else!" Joy replies, sounding rather chipper for someone that's dependent on me for even walking her everywhere.

"That's... fuck. This so fucking crazy, I... I had a fucking crush on a girl that isn't even real!"

"I'm plenty real, thank you very much!" Joy tries to sound flippant, but even though I've only been with her for about a day, I can tell she's hurt. And even beyond that, I get it. Someone telling you you're not real has to hurt. And besides...

"Dude, you had a crush on Joy?" Major bro code violation. Also, I seem to be using humor to get through this situation; I've never seen Nick like this and am a little out of my depth.

"I--shit, I can't deal with this!"

With that, he jumps up and storms out of the changing cubicle. By the time Joy and I have put on our harness, he's gone.