Yeah.

Joseph sat down next to Beth. He took her limp hand in his, causing her to look up at him. "Ok?" she asked timidly. "Ok?"

"Beth," he said shakily. "You are absolutely beautiful."

She stared at him. "...I am?"

"You are. You're smart, you're funny, you're my best friend. I love you, Beth."

Her fingers curled around his and she closed her eyes. Her breathing steadied.

"I love you and I want to be with you, Beth. When I think of you and me dating, I feel like the luckiest-"

"More about her body," Kat interrupted. "I think it has more impact when it's about how we look."

Kate nodded so Joseph followed their advice. "I think you have amazing legs," Joseph told the prone woman. She moaned slightly. "Whenever you wear those little jogging shorts I have a hard time looking away. I love your tits, the way the constantly jiggle just a little bit when you're not wearing a bra. I think-"

He was cut short as Beth cried out loudly. "Aaahhhh fuck, that feels good! What... what's going on?"

Kate stepped in. "How do you feel, Beth?"

The dazed woman took stock of herself. "I feel... incredible! How do I feel this good? The last thing I remember was Joseph talking about his gift- oh, fuck, he made me forget!" She punched Joseph on the arm lightly. "You made me forget and then remember! God, what a fucking trip. And now you brought me back by talking about my tits?"

Kat grinned. "Yeah, turns out getting compliments is like a direct shot of serotonin to the pleasure center."

Kate frowned. "That's not how neurochemistry works. But she's right, when Joseph encourages us it seems to have a euphoric and relaxant effect. Joseph, care to demonstrate?"

Joseph shrugged. "I'm just grateful to have Beth back. I think you're all incredibly hot in your own ways. Beth, you're the kind of girl it's hard not to picture myself falling in love with. You're cute in an interesting, intellectual way and you have a beautiful smile."

Beth looked like she had been hit by freight train. She opened her mouth but only moaned. "Me next!" shouted Kat, much to the psychiatrist's irritation.

"I mean, Kat, you're a classic hot chick. You've got that lithe, toned body and you know exactly what to wear and how to walk to get the most out of it. Your ass-"

He was interrupted by a laughing fit from Beth and Kat. He paused but Kat breathlessly motioned for him to continue.

"You honestly have an incredible ass. Like, hard not to stare at, hard not to fantasize about, hard not to just reach out and grab."

"Like this?" Beth asked with a grin and a slap. Kat jumped up, yelping in shock but not actually upset. Beth laughed even harder at this and Kate cleared her throat with impatience.

"And you, Kate... I mean, look at you! You showed up dressed like a Bond girl! Everything about your body is amazing and you've got the face of a model. Honestly, it feels a little surreal to have such an elegant, sexy, brilliant woman just standing in my living room talking to me, let alone bound to me through this weird gift."

Kate was grinning goofily in spite of herself. "Woof, that really does pack a punch. I can't remember the last time I felt this happy. This could become addictive." She paused. "That doesn't bother me, though. I think I'm just overwhelmed by all that positivity."

After a beat, Kat spoke up. "I can't be the only one thinking it." She looked around at the perplexed expressions on her friends' faces. "Compliment sex?"