Of a sort.

Caroline turned to wash up but then had a thought. "Lisa, please remove the sweat and dirtiness from me."

Lisa nodded and she was suddenly fresh and clean as though she'd just showered. Lisa, meanwhile, simply went to the sink to wash her hands.

"Lisa, are you sure you don't have any hidden resentment or dislike in there?" she asked suspiciously.

Lisa turned and shook her head, wiping her hands on her shirt. "Nope. None at all. And remember, I can't lie to you."

"Then you won't mind a little test of your loyalty before we head out, will you?"

Lisa smiled and stepped closer to her. "I don't mind anything you do, remember? I can't."

"Ok," Caroline said matter-of-factly. "Give me your tits."

Lisa's smile briefly turned into a look of surprise. "You mean... like, you want them on you? Or just to possess?"

Caroline rolled her eyes. "What do you think? On me. Now."

She looked down and gasped. Where before she had been sporting a modest B-cup, she now had Lisa's hefty Cs attached to her torso. Lifting one up, she discovered that she still had her old breasts underneath.

Lisa, meanwhile, was now flat as a washboard. She pulled up her shirt to reveal a featureless, slightly convex chest. "Want me to take those for you?" Lisa asked and Caroline nodded. In a smooth motion, nipples appeared and puffed out as her chest took shape. Caroline breathed a sigh of relief as the smaller breasts receded from her abdomen.

"Jesus, I wasn't expecting them to weigh this much. How do they look?"

"Weird," Lisa replied. "They look too big, but I think that's just because I'm used to seeing smaller ones on you. I'll get used to it, though. They're definitely sexier than the ones you gave me."

Caroline was preening in the mirror. She squeezed her new assets together, creating a deep valley. "I didn't even realize you could have cleavage without a shirt," she said disinterestedly.

Caroline put on a pair of jeans and a snug t-shirt and the pair headed out. As they were leaving the building, Lisa made a request.

"Hey, if we're going out, do you mind if I get rid of these hangovers?"

Caroline nodded. "Good thinking. This ability really is powerful, isn't it? Let's go put it to some good use."

As they spoke they made their way to Caroline's car, which was parked on the street. As Lisa was about to get in, Caroline stopped her and gestured to look behind her. She followed her gaze to a young woman approaching them from down the block. She was walking her dog. "What do you think of her?"

Lisa shrugged. "She seems nice enough. I think her name starts with-"

Caroline interrupted her again. Lisa was getting used to her roommate's brusque new manner. "No, physically. You think she's hot?"

"I mean, I'm straight, but yeah. I would kill for a caboose like that! Oh, I get it. You want her ass?"

Caroline nodded, quickly adding that she'd like to swap. Lisa concentrated for a moment, then smiled. The woman paused and looked around in concern. She clearly felt that something was amiss but didn't know what.

Meanwhile, Caroline was craning her neck around to examine her new posterior. She hummed appreciatively. "Much better. Come on, let's go."

"Gollum, gollum," Lisa replied with a wink as she got into the passenger seat.