That depends on how you end this night, doesn't it?

As Casey drifts to sleep, your eyes fall onto the mutagenic formula. The tube she showed you still sits on her purple desk-slash-nightstand. So _this _formula gave you a tock after you brushed your teeth with it, and it made Casey's tits larger and gave her nipple-tentacles, when she creamed herself with it. What else can possibly be achieved with it?

You snatch the purple tube and turn to Ashley, who is cuddling one of the larger pillows and presents you her firm muscular glutes. You unscrew the tube and squeeze two large dollops of paste onto these lovely cheeks. Ash stirs in her sleep, but you hold her back tight with your left hand and whisper some soothing noises while you distribute the paste quickly on her buttocks with your right. This wakes her up and she lets out a soft "huhhhn?" Kissing her neck, you declare softly that you're just spreading some lube, proving your point by moving the excess formula into her butthole.

"Pssshhh. Not... not now, okay?" Ashley mutters, swatting weakly at your hand and you move it away - your work already done. "Sorry darling." you whisper, but you don't fully mean it. This is going to be an exciting new experiment. You pat Ashley on her back and she "psshh"-es again, slowly half-waking up. "You're a lot... you two... haaaah, I am the insatiable one... like... you know?" You mutter an acknowledgement, and Ashley already drifts back to sleep. "Where are these two even getting the energy from?" is the one coherent sentence you can make out.

She hasn't moved a lot, and you watch how the paste quickly sinks into her skin, while you stow away the tube in Casey's nightstand. Then you get up to wash your hand clean of the rest of the formula... and... ohhhh crap. There is also nothing of the stuff left on your hand either. It has all sunk in. The majority has landed on Ashley, but your hands were also exposed to the mutagen now. Oh fuuu... you still rush into the washroom and soap your hands, and rinse them really good. Maybe... maybe nothing bad will come out of this?

Anyway, you gather that this little experiment can't do much harm. After all, you have found your wishing ability is still there. Even if you are now restricted to one wish per day, you can still reverse bad side effects, on any of you. And this incredible (and frankly, impossible) formula is an interesting thing to play with... and wishfree, apparently.

The shrill morning drill alarm wakes you up thoroughly, as is it does Casey. Her head lifts up from your boobs and she sighs shortly, before stretching extensively and getting out of bed with an amazing backflip. Ashley, already dressed, helps her donning the swimming suit, while you do it by yourself, also stretching.

Then you troop up to the pool, where your team of twenty-two freshmen - 3rd training squad - are the first to train, because of the daily rotation. It is warmups, then laps through the pool, and half an hour later, you are done and the warmed-up 1st squad takes your place while you have all the time until classes to go back downstairs and have breakfast. Most of you choose fruits and other healthy stuff, while you obviously stick to fruitjuice and yoghurt, which you slurp out of a can, appreciating all the mostly wet people around you, who practically glow with energy. This dorm is a LOT.

And then your trio of friends already crosses the pool again, deliberately in a formation with Casey at the tip and you in her wake to her right side. She is of course the slowest by far, but she's still a damn good swimmer, and you don't even break formation when you climb out and march to the individual lockers.