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Brian said nothing to his roommate as he crashed through the door of his dorm. The two had been in a tense situation ever since day one, owing to a lack of simple chemistry. Brian was outgoing, only did his work to an extent that would open the door to graduation, and despised Abba. His roommate currently had three posters and a t shirt to emphasize his complete reversal of opinion. So when Brian flung open the door, tossed his bag on the ground and threw himself into his desk chair, the air remained petrified from conversation.

"Alex, do you believe in ghosts?" Brian finally said.

"If I did I wouldn't be so stupid to think they gave a damn about me."

Brian froze in a mute contemplation, trying to decipher what the hell Alex meant by the stream of pretension that just left his face. Eventually he gave up and opened his laptop.

A while later Alex broke the silence. "I'm out. Gonna be back in a couple days. Later." He walked through the question marks floating around Brians head and grabbed his jacket. "Don't touch my stuff." The door clicked behind him.

Brian turned back to his computer. "Fucking weirdo." His phone buzzed, his pupils swiftly dialated when he saw the contact. With a swipe he flung Felicia's name off the screen into the technological twilight zone which lay beyond the aluminum frame of his mobile device. "Nope..." Another buzz. Swiped again. Buzz. Swipe. Buzz. Swipe. Buzz. Swipe. Buzz.

"FUCK!" His computer screen slammed shut on its own in front of him. "Wh...what the fuck." He lifted the screen a couple inches, only for it to close on him again. Panicking he opened his phone and read through Felicia's messages.

-Hey you ok?

-Please respond, we should talk.

-or....I should explain.

-You know you shouldn't ignore someone who's best friend has powers.

-don't make us do it this way.

-you asked for it!

Cinematic horror music swelled to a climax as he slowly looked up from his phone. The door handle slowly rotated itself and in walked in Felicia and Lydia.

The white plastic ikea chair fell the floor as he jumped up. "NO. nononono get the fuck away from me. I don't fucking want anything to do with you." The two girls stood quitely and watched the helpless male lose his shit. His frantic words ceased to stream once a small towel flung itself around his mouth, creating different stream of grunts to grind out from his previously unobstructed mouth.

Felicia slowly crooked her head to Lydia and whispered. "I thought we were going to go easy on him."

"I'm going for more of a bandaid mentality. Quick and painful?" Lydia shrugged.

"Have it your way." Brians hands suddenly pulled in front of him, bound by some invisible ****, and yanked him against the wall. His head bobbled around, trying to see his invisible bonds. Lydia walked to him and put a hand on his shoulder.

"Brian baby. You need to calm down. Neither of us want to do anything to you...yet." Brians countenance was a black cloud of distrust, he side-eyed Lydia as she continued. "If anything you should consider yourself lucky. We want to ask you something." The towel around his mouth loosened and slowly slid down his face.

"Felicia, who the fuck is this?" He demanded. Felicia merely smiled and palmed her forehead.

"She was...you've met her. She was...on me when you and I were...."

"Felicia was wearing me when we were bumping uglies earlier." Lydia completed.

Brian sagged under the weight of Lydia's words.

"You were...her...underwear."

"And pants, and shirt. The whole outfit really.

Silence curdled in the room, and Brian's heart remained palpitatious as he analyzed the situation before him.

"But what the hell does this have to do with me? What does some shapeshifter telekinetic and her girlfriend want...with...me?" He noticed the expressions the girls wore, and his male mind jumped to the most natural conclusion to his question. Sex.

"Ooohh I think the boy is starting to get it." Felicia walked next to Lydia and playfully ran a finger over Brians chest. "Brian we both like you. We both want to fuck you. But Lydia has a couple ultimatums she wants to take care of first."

"Just a couple of things we need your opinion on." Lydia's voice flirtatiously dripped, as she caressed Brian's still suspended arms. "I use my magic for fun, I'll dominate you and Felicia sometimes, and you'll just have to give up control to me."

Felicia lightly gasped as her ass was groped by her jeans. "Oohhh...sometimes that'll come as a surprise also."

"Aaaand maybe you'll have to keep up with my repertoire. As you said, I'm a shapeshifter. Do you like, blond girls?" Lydia suddenly phased into a completely different person. Her hair was silky blond with soft pink highlights, and her outfit morphed into a tight fitting one piece bathing suit.

"Woah..." Felicia hushed to herself.

"Mmmm you like me?" Even her voice was different, higher and more feminine, she twirled around and stuck out her waist."Or do you want something more familiar?" Suddenly Brian's chemistry teacher was standing in the room, dressed in a tight white button up and black skirt, a ruler slapped in her palm. "Oh Brian...you and I need a one on one about your...performance."

Brian raised an eyebrow and shook his head. This was undoubtedly the sexiest thing he had ever experienced. "Well if you're gonna do that...I mean everyone has a huge crush on Mrs. Hawth-"

Lydia interrupted him. "Ohhh but what if we went with something a little more...interesting?"

Felicia's jaw dropped as Lydia transformed into an identical version of herself. "Lyd...what??"

Lydia posed in front of Brian, ignoring Felicia's exclamation. "Hey there babe, you wanna head over to my place later?" Suddenly the hem of her shirt pulled itself up over her breasts. "Ohh, my clothes are moving... what's happening?" The button of her pants slid through its fastener and her zipper delicately decended its track. "Mmmm Brian wh-what are you doing?" She panted.

Brian glanced at Felicia, her cheeks flush with color while she watched Lydia recreate the scene in her dorm earlier. "Ooook ok ok I get it...I think." Lydia's clothes ceased their molestation and neatly reset themselved over her, yet she remained in her doppelganger form of Felicia. She raised an eyebrow and glanced down at Brian's clearly tenting pants.

"Obviously you do, smart cookie." She raised a hand towards Felicia, who was telekinetically reeled in to her. Lydia wrapped a hand around Felicia's petite waist. "So that's it Brian. You get the girl..." Felicia smiled shyly at Brian. "And a little extra fun with me." Again Lydia's shirt lifted, flashing Brian her copy of Felicia's tits.

"Do they really look that good or are you fucking with me?" Felicia asked Lydia, ovserving her bra clad breasts beside her.

"Girl...just look at Brian." The two identical Felicias glanced down at Brian's erection.

"I guess the proof is in the pudding huh." Brian gasped as his pants opened and his stiff shaft leaned out in his boxers.

"Hhhhh you two...you two are crazy." Brian stuttered through the blinds of his arousal. "But...I'd be crazier to say no to s-something like this."

"Thaaaat's the spirit loverboy. Let's just get comfy hmm?"