Implications of what happened to him notwithstanding, Nick embraces it with gusto.

"Holy fuck..." The murmur is barely audible as Nick sits up after a while, ripping off the last shreds of his clothes. "This... this..."

"Nick, man, listen, we can figure somethi--"

"Fuck yes!" With an almost manic grin, eyes wide open, Nick jumps up and pulls the fat orbs of his breasts apart to look down at himself, face disappearing behind his curly tresses. "I... I look hot! For the first time in my life, I think I'm hot! My brain finally shut up! My dysmorphia... gone!"

I can't help but smile as Nick does a dorky little victory dance that makes his oversized schlong flop around and his boobage bounce. Somehow, as posthuman as he looks, with barely a trace of old Nick in his appearance, he has barely changed inside. Still the same old--

"Whoa, whoa, hey!" Scratch that, he's a lot more touchy-feely now. Not caring that Joy and I are half- and he ist stark naked, Nick has made his way over to us, pulling us from our chair effortlessly and between his soft, mountainous breasts in a crushing hug. "I love you too, man, but whoa!"

"Aww~!" Joy has none of my reservations, hugging Nick's neck as I flail ineffectually. "I'm happy you're happy, Nick!"

"Thanks! Hey, I think I'll go by Nikki now, how about it?" Setting us down again, Nikki twists and turns to look at her smooth skin that barely hides her muscles under a layer of fat. "And considering my looks, they/them feels a lot better than he/him. Wow, I should have done that years ago! That... I... I..."

And with the biggest smile I've ever seen on their face, Nikki begins to cry, overwhelmed by feeling good in their skin for the first time ever, and this time, Joy and I hug them to the best of our ability.

Half an hour later, Nikki has cried themself out and is trying to improvise some clothes, the mess we left is cleaned up, and Joy and I start ordering some food. Not sure how healthy it is to keep ordering takeout, but screw it. My buddy is finally not being bullied by their own brain anymore, we need to celebrate that! Although all my thoughts screech to a halt as Nikki returns from their bedroom - they have taken a bedsheet, twisted it in the middle and used it as a makeshift bra that's tied together in the back, producing cleavage we could stuff our heads into with ease, and a second sheet forms a sort-of dress, with Nikki's oversized schlong making a distinct bulge at the front that moves side to side with every step.

"Buh..." I begin, and Joy picks up the eloquent comment: "Guh."

"I guess you like what you see," Nikki grins, striking a pose straight out of a pinup picture, clearly having fun with their body and its effects. "Look all you want, but as soon as you've winched your jaws back up, let's order that food. I'm starving!"

"Uh... yeah, sorry..." No idea why they're having such an effect on us. Is the magic still messing with our minds? Or am I bi _and _into cute red-heads like Joy as much as I am into towering, muscle-bound dommy mommy's like Nikki? Since this whole mess started, it's just revelation after revelation. "Here, we already put in our stuff. You go ahead and order yours."

"Thanks!" Nikki takes the offered phone - and takes a distressingly long time to order, putting in more and more stuff. "Okay, done. I'm gonna send you the money - it's my treat tonight, I wanna celebrate! I..."

Sitting down on the second chair, their face becomes serious.

"Listen, guys, I... I'm glad I get to share this with you. The circumstances were... uncontrolled and more than a little perverted..." All three of us blush at the memory of us masturbating together, but Nikki recovers rather quickly. "And I know things are going to get weird for me from here on out. I'm... a lot more in-your-face, I might just be the tallest human in the world now, and my... assets aren't exactly modest, but as much as I look like a circus freak, I don't feel like one. I'm... I'm gonna be fine, and I have you guys. I'm so happy we're friends."

"Me too, Nikki." Joy leans forwards to lightly touch our towering friend's muscular arm, the easy smile they exchange making me grin myself. "But do me a favor and never call yourself a circus freak again, okay? You're gorgeous, just a bit..."

"Unconventional," I supply, and Nikki guffaws. It's the same short laugh they've laughed when I made dumb jokes in the past, and it puts me at ease more than anything. I was a bit worried that the potion magic messed with their mind on top of everything else - which is a crazy thought to have, but ever since the three of us have come into contact with magic, crazy has become normal.

"That's certainly a way to put it!" Leaning back, Nikki makes their chair creak; not that surprising, seeing as their weight has likely doubled or tripled. "God, this world isn't made for people like me. I'm gonna have to shop at Livin' Large from now on!"

"Or make your own clothes," Joy shrugs, tapping on my phone to check how much longer the order is going to take. Judging by her slumping shoulders, it's rather longer than she'd like. "Maybe we can try that together, it might be fun! Also... I kinda like not being the only girl - or girl-adjacent person - that's been created by magic. Everyone wants to be special, but being special? Not as fun as you'd think!"

"Tell me about it..." Nikki and I grouse simultaneously, snorting at our shared sentiment. We might like our new circumstances, but we can also recognize the downsides. "But, hey, what were you guys even doing all day? I mean, I saw you and everything. What was up with that necklace?"

"Oh, we got that from... oh." Raising her hand to her neck, Joy realizes we forgot the necklace in my room, but shrugs it off. Not like we need it here. "Got it from a honest to god magic shop. It can follow traces of magic somehow, like, we swing it and it reacts."

"Yeah, we used it in my room and it pointed to my bed, 'cause..."

"Oh, I do believe the two of you did some magic there!" Nikki chuckles with a lewd grin on their changed face. And somehow, that grin is exactly like the one that I know from them. It's uncanny, really. "Soo, you're trying to find the wizard, witch, wiccan or whatever that cast the spell on you?"

"Yeah. Although I do have a suspicion." Crossing her arms, Joy leans back into me, and I put my arms over her stomach as we cuddle, the sight making Nikki smirk good-naturedly. "I don't want to stereotype, buuuut... that Ellie girl looks the part, and she almost kicked down Matt's door. What if she knows that her spell went wrong and, I dunno?"

"Well, that breakup was nasty! Man, I still feel sorry for you, Mattster." The slightly pleading look I give them doesn't deter Nikki in the least. I'd rather not talk about this, but they are right. So I let them continue, no matter how much my heart pounds or how I break out in cold sweat. "I wouldn't be surprised if she tried to teach you a lesson and fucked it up somehow."

"It's plausible..." Sensing my discomfort, Joy pets my hand lightly, turning her head to peck me on the jaw. "But we should still use the amulet tomorrow. I don't wanna waltz up to a person that gives Matt a panic attack just thinking about her and then be wrong, you know?"

"Totally. We're just spitballing, and look at the poor guy." From anyone else, I would not take such a pitying look lying down. From my best bud, now turned into a smoking hottie? I don't like it, but I also don't feel the urge to snap at them. "Different topic. Do you think I'll fit through the door?"

That came out of left field with a goddamn haymaker. Joy and I dissolve into laughter, and Nikki grins as she crosses her arms under her giant bust, clearly proud of herself for breaking the awkward feeling that had settled over us. The rest of the evening is then spent with topics much more fitting for college students, like books, games, and movies. And of course the mountains of food Nikki bought. It's so late at night that it's almost early in the morning when Joy and I finally get home.