The Truth (but leave out the necklace)

"Cassie, I need to tell you... " Maria began.

"I know you're infatuated with me, but please keep your adulations to yourself until I ask for them, ok?" Cassie waved her off.

"Cassie, I entered your dream last night!" Maria blurted.

"Right, and how would you do that?" Cassie asked.

"Well...I just...can. I'll prove it! We were at an art gallery showing paintings and sculptures of how my body used to look, before you altered it!" Maria said.

Cassie turned white as a sheet as she realized Maria knew that she admired her body, and was jealous enough to alter both Maria and herself to make sure Maria couldn't compare to her beauty. She felt a pang of guilt, as she hoped her she was the one who was making her dreams come true.

"Wait, if you entered my dream, how come I was able to control you and manipulate your body, and even our reality? Shouldn't you be on control?" Cassie asked, half worried, half intrigued.

"Well, it seems that whoever the dream belongs to is in control of everything as soon as I enter. I didn't realize the extent of the influence until now. The night before, you were able to change my body in real life, so I was trying to get it back last night. It...mostly worked." Maria trailed off.

"I thought I was the master of the universe, and since both of us were changed, I thought I was in charge and everyone else would just accept the new reality as if it had been going on the whole time. Since you remember how things were, I guess I should change you back. Sorry about your clit. Though I am surprised you got rid of all that hair pretty quick." Cassie explained.

"Well, I am tired after that incredible orgasm you gave me..."