“Improvising.” Rafi replied. “And before you ask, no. I didn’t actually make Max a tinder.”
“Well I hope you have a plan, because we’re acting awfully suspicious and I think he’s starting to catch on.” Thomas replied.
“Hey if you’re accusing me, I was not ready for you to turn my roommate into a Victoria’s Secret model in front of my eyes. I don’t think I’ve ever seen so much bare booty in my life.” Rafi shook his head.
“Hey you turned him into the model. I just gave her the merchandise.” Thomas defended.
“Could you not call him a her? And how did you do that anyway? Is there a catalog of skimpy g-strings in there to choose from?” Rafi grabbed the book.
“Actually, It’s all up here.” Thomas prodded his temple. “The spell gave me the ability to change her… his clothes at will, just by picturing it in my head. Pretty cool huh?”
“So you’re the pervert who designed that boob-leaking crop top.” Rafi accused.
“Oh please. That was barely scratching the surface of my perversion.” Thomas replied.
“Not sure you should be bragging about that.” Rafi replied.
“Bragging about what?” Max walked into the room wearing the skimpiest lacy bra either of them had ever seen and a matching red lace panties that left nothing to the imagination.
Thomas grinned while Rafi’s mouth fell agape.
“So when can I meet her?” Max asked, absentmindedly running his fingers through his hair. “And why are you staring at my chest?”
They snapped out of it. “You’ve got… a stain or something. Right there.” Rafi pointed at Max’s left nipple.
Max looked down and started rubbing at her left nipple with her thumb. A small moan escaped her mouth, she grabbed at her boob, and her eyes rolled back into her head. She shook her head and let go of her boob.
“No, I don’t see it.” Max shook her head.
Rafi and Thomas looked at each other in shock.
“So? You said she sent you a message telling you where to meet...” Max reminded impatiently.
“Oh yeah... ” Rafi said. “She said she’ll meet you tomorrow at… In-N-Out Burger.”
“Really?” Max exclaimed. “That’s my favorite restaurant!”
“Yup. Turns out it’s her favorite too.” Rafi said, eyeing Thomas.
"Uh oh." Thomas gulped.