"Unbelievable." Rafi said, mouth agape. "You don't feel any different?"
"I feel a little confused about what you guys are trying to pull here." Max answered. "Is this like that one time we tried to convince Patrick he was invisible?"
Thomas threw up his arms. "You got us. See Rafi? I told you he wouldn't fall for it."
Rafi decided to play along. "Damn it you’re right. I thought he had forgotten about the time with Patrick. Good memory, Max.”
“Thanks. I’ve got a big brain.”
“And a bigger ass.” Thomas said under his breath.
‘What?” Max asked.
“He said you’d better rest.” Rafi saved. “You’ve got a six-hour lifestream this evening and you’re gonna need all the strength you can get.”
“Good call. I’ll be in my bedroom if you need me.” Max said turning around. Both of his roomates stared with their mouths open as he walked away, hips swaying and bombshell booty bouncing with each step.
As soon as she was out of earshot, Rafi and Thomas turned to each other and let out a simultaneous, “Oh shit!”
“I can’t believe he didn’t notice!” Rafi exclaimed.
“I can’t believe how hot she… er… he is.” Thomas said.
“Eww. Dude, that’s Max you’re talking about.” Rafi replied.
“He doesn’t look like Max. Don’t pretend you weren’t watching that hip sway too.” Thomas defended.
“Still, man. It’s the principle.” Rafi said. “Let me see that book.”
Thomas handed the book over and Rafi flipped a couple pages past the spell they’d used. Thomas pointed to one spell in particular. “This one looks interesting.”
“What does it do?” Rafi asked.
“Follow me.” Thomas responded, heading to Max’s room.
They peered into Max’s room and he was laying on his stomach on the bed. It looked like he was trying to trying to get into his usual sleeping position but his new boobs were in the way. Max’s denim-clad ass was sticking right up for their viewing pleasure. Thomas whispered the spell with his hand on the book.
“Myara Al-Stak Malit”.
Max’s bleached blonde hair turned chocolate brown everywhere except for the tips. His white tank top was transformed into a black mesh crop top that barely covered his nipples. His denim jeans shrunk down into a skimpy black thong, allowing his previously-squeezed derriere to gush out, making it look even bigger than before.
“Holy shit.” Rafi whispered a little too loudly.
Max lifted his head and turned around to see Rafi and Thomas in the doorway.
“What the fuck are you guys doing?” He snapped. “You’re watching me sleep now?”
Thomas and Rafi just froze, unsure of what to say. It was Rafi who eventually saved it.
“Hey man, sorry to wake you but Thomas just shared some great news with me that you’ll probably want to hear.”
“What is it?” Max asked, suddenly curious.
Rafi turned to Thomas. “Well, can I tell him?”
Thomas looked confused, but he decided to slowly nod. Rafi turned back to Max, who was brimming with anticipation.
“Spit it out.” Max said in a whiny female voice.
Rafi cleared his throat. “Now Max, it’s been almost a year since Layla dumped you, and you know how I’ve been telling you it’s time to get back in the game?” Max nodded. “Well, Thomas and I made you a tinder a few weeks back… and you’ve got a match.”