A friend.

Jen finished the tale and looked at the newcomer. She was already feeling clearer-headed, and she had to assume the same was true of the other two. Looking over, she was surprised to see their grungy clothes replaced with tight jeans and sweaters. They were also clear-eyed and eager looking.

The stranger rubbed his temples and thought about what he had just heard. "Well, the good news is that there's no ringleader in this clusterfuck. How y'all screwed up this badly, though, I'll never understand."

All three women looked chagrined. Jen realized that she felt an enormous, crushing sense of failure. That must be his ideal image setting in. "I'm so sorry... uh, I never got your name."

"Neil," he muttered. "I'm Neil, and Toby here is one of my best distributors." He looked the woman over and she blushed. "Or was. We need to figure out how to fix this now."

Mark spoke. "Well, Neil, there may be a silver lining here. Why don't we use our new assets to help? Maybe now you've got three distributors instead of one, and we're all hot girls to boot."

"And have two med students go missing in a way that's traceable back to us? Use your brain, dumbass."

Mark shrunk like she had been slapped. The trio now looked completely different from Grink's fantasy. They were all thin, statuesque women with deep red hair, medium but perky tits, and shapely asses. Jen noted that she was growing increasingly infatuated with Neil and worried about what he thought of her. She knew it was the pill but she couldn't fight it. She didn't want to fight it - that might upset Neil, and right now she couldn't imagine a worse fate.

"I'm so sorry, Neil." She sat next to him and put a hand on his thigh. When he didn't move it, she felt an instant thrill. He liked her! She felt giddy, almost starstruck. "Is there any way we can make it up to you?"

Grink caught on and sat on the other side of Neil. She took his hand and placed it on her own thigh. Neil grunted in approval and squeezed, eliciting a small, seductive gasp from Grink. Mark moved behind him and started slowly massaging his shoulders, leaning forward enough that her perfectly round breasts were pressed against the back of his head.

Neil relaxed and leaned back. "I suppose we can arrange something," he said with a smile.