Seemingly nothing, though now he wants more.

“This tastes fuckin’ great!” Jerry hooted, before downing the rest of the bottle immediately. The older man burped, then yelled “C’mon, gimme another one!”

Lenny blinked. “What other one, you just chugged the whole thing. Whatever, do you feel anything happening to you?” he asked, getting up from the gaming chair. He gestured to the open seat, silently offering it to his neighbor.

The titular man sat down, getting comfortable as he said “Well, I guess I… huh. My face feels itchy.” Jerry had a kind of five o’clock shadow, having gone to Leonard’s door to complain before even brushing his teeth. He started scratching.

Leonard nodded. “Oh, do you wanna shave? We can wait, just get tha—“

“No, I just—I just gotta get it. Fuck, why am I so itchy?” The sensation seemed to spread to his chest and crotch. “Goddamnit, I can’t get it like this…!” He began to strip, peeling out of a white t-shirt and sweatpants.

“Whoa um… Lenny, I dunno if we need to be here for this…” Erica squeaked as she stepped back from Jerry’s writhing form. He had started flopping around on the ground, fully nude as he ground his skin against the rough carpet.

“… huh. I think his hair’s… getting better…?” Leonard pondered. Jerry’s graying hair was indeed becoming more colorful, getting back to the black it clearly used to be.

Moreover, his skin was becoming less wrinkled. Stretch marks were peeling away alongside skin tags and warts. It was like a block of marble being chipped away to reveal a human form underneath, if the block were initially shaped like a less attractive older man.

It reminded Leonard of Galatea, beautiful sculpture of Pygmalion. He mulled “Wonder why my mind went there so quick… oh.”

As Jerry’s face was scratched away, a softer visage was left. His man-boobs that were the product of an overweight physique were sanded down to conservative woman-boobs. Penis and testicles became smaller and smaller shapes, until a slit was the only thing left between now-slender legs.

The body before them was now that of a petite woman’s, to the amazement of Leonard and Erica. After a sigh of relief, made with a noticeably higher-pitched voice, the female form stood up, saying “Fuck, that’s better. Sorry, just had to get that, you know how it is.” In comparison, Leonard was still probably at least a couple of inches shorter, though maybe they were actually closer in height to each other.

Leonard’s eyes widened, and he coughed before asking “Uh… Jerry? You… you turned into a woman. Are you… okay? We can try changing you back, I just do—“

“What do you mean ‘turned into’, I am a woman. Also, my name’s Jenny, how have you not remembered that by now? Fuckin’ moron.” the apparent woman chuckled. “Why’re my pants so big…?” she wondered aloud, holding up Jerry’s old clothes.

Erica stammered “L-Lenny, I think he made the potions so he could have the cat-man character have sex with guy characters. Or, uh… f-formerly guy characters.” as Jenny put on the sweatpants and t-shirt, forgoing the tightie-whitey underpants that were far too big.

“Why doesn’t he remember being a man…? Is it cause it’s a Mod thing, easier if it doesn’t reference there being a change?” Lenny whispered, a hand on his chin. “Wait, what else did the potion do?”

“Hey, Leonard? I just remembered, this is your save file here, right?” Jenny shouted, sitting back in the gaming chair as she pointed at the screen. “And this is your player character, this guy here? ‘Rexxor’?”

“Uh… yeah?” Lenny answered.

Jenny looked at the graphical representation of the fantasy cat-man, visible because of the menu currently showing the equipment he currently was wearing. She bit her lip, fiddling with her shirt’s collar as she said “He’s a real stud, huh? I’d like to get a look at what’s in his pants, that’s for sure. Or maybe…”

The woman clicked an option that unequipped Rexxor of all of his armor, revealing the furred musculature of the Dragonborn Hero. “Rrawr, now that’s what I’m talkin’ about…! That’s fine if I say that, right? Not culturally appropriating or anything?” she asked, a hand reaching inside of her sweatpants almost unconsciously.

“J-Jenny…? That’s a… video game character…?” Leonard pointed out.

“So? I’ve heard you do worse about worse. How’s that statue of the little girl doin’, by the way? Is she still ‘actually 1000 years old’?” Jenny smirked.

Leonard’s face turned red. “It was a gift from a raffle and I told you that I was going for the Milf one!” he shouted.

“Yeah sure, whatever you ****. Just undo your magic thing, I’ve got a Saturday to spend…!” She chuckled, licking her lips as one hand went back under her pants and the other started clicking around and showing different angles of Rexxor’s character model.

Lenny was about to say something, but instead just sighed “Sure, will do.” and held out the Snatch Steal card. A faint shimmer removed itself from Jenny, and he left with Erica for their own apartment.

“Do you have any pictures of Jerry? Like, stuff he would’ve been in before he drank the potion?” Erica asked as she started clicking on Lenny’s laptop.

He sighed “I’m checking, but we didn’t really talk much before. When he moved in, I think he took me out for drinks, but…” as he swiped through his phone for any photos he might still have. “Ah! There, I got one!”

It was an image depicting Jerry and Leonard, sitting in a booth at a bar. Leonard had slumped over onto the table with his eyes rolled up into his head, and Jerry was laughing uproariously with a big mug of beer in his hand. There was a pizza that his face had fallen into, which was probably why Jerry was laughing so hard.

“Uh…”

“I’m very small, I can’t drink a lot before I pass out.” Leonard groaned.

“Gotcha. Should we… show Jenny this? Would it matter?” Erica asked.