Rin groaned and rolled to try to find her ringing phone.  By the time she’d fumbled it off its charger, she was mostly awake.  “Sandy?  Why are you calling so early?”

“Katie did not appreciate your little stunt.  She had to go home dressed only in her bra.”

Rin was suddenly very, very awake.  “Her bra didn’t change back?  Shit!  Oliver...”

“Chose his fate knowing this was a possibility.”

“But it shouldn’t have been!  Daddy had it tested, he said it was safe.  Even if she was wearing Oliver, he should have changed back.”

“She was in the bathroom when we changed back, and when she came out, she was definitely wearing the bra that used to be Oliver, and it wasn’t changing back.  I heard her grumbling about a mess, maybe she washed him?  Would that matter?” asked Sandy.

“I don’t know!  Dad didn’t say anything about water.  Oh, man, I’m going to be in so much trouble...  I’ve got to call my Dad, see if he has any idea how to fix this.  Find Katie, please?”

Sandy sighed.  “All right, all right.  James and I will do our best to track her down.”

Rin called her father next, and told him of the crisis.  Once he stopped cursing, he dug up the report on the doorknob, and skimmed it.  Then he started cursing more.  “They skimped on the out of range testing.  Reverting near the doorknob is fully reliable, even if worn, confined, damaged, or penetrated.  I don’t see anything about damaged testing at range.  Or dampened.  Sorry, sweetie.  You’ll have to track him down before the day is up, but if you do the doorknob should be able to change him back.”

“Does this mean no more spin the doorknob?” asked Rin, pouting.

“That depends on how much you trust your friends.  This Katie sounds like a piece of work.”

Rin giggled.  “Yeah.  She’s something else.  Last night she was a bottle.”  She blushed when her father asked what everyone else had turned into, and refused to tell him what she or Terry had become.

“Sounds like you had fun.  Maybe keep the parties a little smaller, or... supervised?”

Rin sighed happily.  “Okay.  Try not to sell this one too quick, pretty please?”

Her father figured that the new risk factor would make it harder to sell, so that cheered Rin up.  He agreed to have it reassessed, and mused that Rin had a birthday coming up soon.  She squealed happily.  “That’d be the bestest present ever!”

Once the call was over, Rin’s excitement faded.  She still needed to find Katie and rescue Oliver.  Cringing, she called Katie’s number.

Katie answered, “That was one hell of a mean trick you pulled.  I had to borrow a t-shirt to get home without getting arrested for indecency.”

“Hey, if you’d brought them back to your apartment like you should have, it wouldn’t have been an issue.  Did you really intend to keep all of them?” asked Rin.

“You said I’d have a whole day before they’d be stuck.  I wanted to tease them.  James and Sandy didn’t seem upset when they changed back.  Why didn’t Oliver change?”

“Sandy thought it might be because of something you were doing to Oliver when they changed back.  What were you doing?”

“I... when I heard Sandy I was... washing Oliver in the sink.  I quickly dried him off as best I could, then put him on.  But he’s dry now.”

“He probably missed his chance to change back,” mused Rin.  “But the doorknob can change him back.”

“So if I play keepaway for a day, he’s mine.  Alll mine,” giggled Katie wickedly.  “Byee!”

“No, wait...” but Katie had already cut the line.  And when Rin tried to call her back, the call went straight to voicemail.  She’d either turned her phone off, or blocked Rin.

Rin slumped.  “Now what am I going to do?”

A muffled voice from under the covers answered her.  Terry was tangled up in the sheets and needed help working free.  Once he could see Rin, he grinned.  “Hey.  Thanks for last night.”

Rin smiled back.  “I spent half the night worried I’d done the wrong thing.  You didn’t mind...”

Terry’s grin widened.  “Getting used?  I felt like I was made for it, it was the best...”  He frowned.  “Wait.  Did you mess with my mind?”

Rin nodded weakly.  “You seemed to like it when Oliver made me an airhead.  I wanted you to be a happy little cock.  It wore off, right?”

Terry looked downward, poking his member.  “I...  Yes and no.  I would have happily stayed as your toy, you were my world, my reason for existence.  That still resonates.  There’s an allure that isn’t going away.”

Rin bit her lip and nodded.  “I still feel it a little myself, and I didn’t get used.  While I was your airhead, all my hangups were just... gone.  I’d have made love to you right in front of all our friends if you’d asked.  It’s scary, and also... liberating.”

Terry laughed.  “Liberating.  Being a toy was liberating.  I understand, and at the same time, the words don’t make any sense.  You really liked being a bimbo?”

Rin stuck her tongue out at Terry.  “That’s not a nice thing to call someone.”

“Even if they’re magically airheaded?” asked Terry, grinning.  “Or would you rather be a slut?”

Rin shuddered.  “I don’t know.  I just liked not having control.”

Terry raised an eyebrow.  “You’re the most self-controlled person I know.”

“And some days I hate that part of me so much...  I just can’t let go of it.”

“So you want me to use the doorknob to turn you into a slave?”

Rin stared off into the distance.  “I...  Yeah.  For a while, anyway.”  Slowly she worked out the idea.  “I want... to not be... this me, in charge.”

“Not you?  How far do its mental effects go?” asked Terry, concernedly.

Rin shrugged helplessly.  “No idea.  Whatever you can imagine, just like with the physical?”

“That’s a little scary.  At least it’s only for eight hours.”

Rin winced.  “About that...”  She quickly told Terry what she’d learned about how water could make the doorknob changes permanent, and how she’d learned it.

Terry’s eyes went very wide.  “And you still want to play with this thing?  Rin...”

“I know!  But if we stay near the doorknob it’s safe.  And...”  She bit her lip.  “A little danger gives it an edge, right?  The idea that maybe you’ll like other-me better and keep me that way...”

Terry shook his head.  “This is a side of you I never knew existed.  I need to think about this.  Food will help.”

Rin giggled.  “Men.  Always thinking with their stomachs.  If not something a little lower down.”

Terry smirked back at her.  “Hey, it was your fault I didn’t have anywhere else to think with, last night.”

Rin rolled her eyes then rolled out of bed and headed to the kitchen.  While they were eating, she told Terry about Katie’s taunt.

“Do you really think she’d keep Oliver like that?”

“She was pretty pissed at me for leaving her stuck, naked, wherever she ended up last night.  I wouldn’t want to count on her being rational about it.  If she stays irrational for the next...”  Rin glanced at the kitchen clock, “fourteen and a half hours, then Oliver will never be human again.”

“Your Dad has all kinds of estate-sale magic waiting for the right buyer.  Can’t any of that turn him back?”

Rin shook her head.  “Reducing a person is easy.  But taking something that’s supposed to be as small and simple as a bra, and ending up with a functional human?  Way harder.  He probably knows someone, but... stuff like that is hellaciously expensive.  We have to find her.”

“Alright, alright.  I don’t suppose you have any way to track her?”

“She turned her phone off.  But James and Sandy were going to try to follow her.”

Rin called Sandy, and discovered that the two were in a taxi, following Katie in a bus.  “Did you get to say ‘follow that bus’?” giggled Rin despite the seriousness of the situation.

“James always wanted to say that.  Oh, wait!  She’s getting off.  We’re just outside Edison Mall, damn, she’s moving fast.”

“I’ll head there myself.  Watch for her!”

Rin quickly threw some clothes on, and was ready only moments after Terry was. She drove the two of them to the mall, and darted inside.  A text to Sandy got a reply to meet them by the fountain, the dominating feature at the middle of the mall.

“Did you find her?” huffed Rin as she dashed up to her friend.

“A couple of times.  She got some clothes, and managed to duck away and change a couple of times.  Last we saw she was in a blue dress, but we haven’t seen her in about twenty minutes.  I’m sorry, Rin.  I think we lost her.  But we may have found Oliver.”

Rin looked puzzled until Sandy pointed into the fountain.  There, hooked on one of the spray-heads, was a black bra.  “We have to get him out of there!”

A mall security guard showed up about then, having been summoned by Sandy earlier.  He had a long skimming net in hand, and used it to fish the bra out.  “Tell your friends not to play pranks like this, will you?” he grumbled as he headed off again.

They studied the bra, and Rin shook her head.  “Not him, but I’ll try anyway.”  She tucked both hands in her purse, and winced as a burst of red light from within indicated she’d touched both ends of the magic doorknob.  The bra stayed stubbornly a bra.

“I guess she’s not in the mall,” sighed Rin.  “This baby has a radius of a couple hundred yards, if she was here, Oliver would be changing back.  Now what?”

“Go by her usual hangouts?” asked James.

“I guess,” agreed Rin half-heartedly.  “But if she’s trying to avoid me, she’ll stay away from places we know about.  Sandy, you know her best.  Is there somewhere she’d like to hide?”

Sandy shrugged.  “Probably one of the parks, she likes jogging.  That’d get her away from easy access, too.  I could call around and see if any of our running buddies has seen her...”

Rin agreed that sounded like a better idea than driving around randomly, so the four of them found a bench while Sandy started calling.  She told most of the truth to her friends, that Katie was wearing a transformed friend and if they didn’t find her in time, he’d be stuck.  Enough people had heard of similar stories that they were only too willing to help, and called other friends who knew Katie.  Soon they had a hit, Katie had been seen jogging in Pidgeon Park.

Rin drove the others to the park at reckless speed, getting more than a few shaken fists and racist epithets thrown her way as a consequence.  When they got to the park they fanned out.  Sandy soon spotted Katie, but she was on the far side of the lake.  Katie heard them yell, and darted into the woods.  The others ran around the lake and tried to give chase, but the mazelike proliferation of trails beyond the lake made the chances of catching her slim.  Worse, on the far side of the park there were several busy roads, each with bus stops.  By the time Rin had wheezingly made it to the far end of the park, Katie was nowhere to be seen.

Rin tried a few pulses with the doorknob anyway, but everyone admitted that their search had proven a bust.

By the time they got back to the car, they’d had another ping from one of Sandy’s jogging buddies, and headed out to yet another park.  And after that was a bust, another.

Eventually they returned to Rin’s apartment without ever catching another glimpse of Katie.  Rin collapsed on her couch.  “I either need to do more jogging, or never go outside again,” she complained.

Terry made sympathetic noises, then started some tea.  While the four of them were gathered around the table, sipping at their drinks and brainstorming further ideas, there was a tap at the door.  Terry hopped up to answer it, and let out a whoop.  “Katie!”

Rin grabbed for her purse, and the doorknob flashed red once more.  Katie was barely inside the door when her blouse started to overflow.  She desperately tried to unbutton it in time, but wasn’t fast enough.  The blouse tore raggedly down one side, and Oliver’s growing form tumbled to the floor.

Katie sighed as she surveyed the ruin of her top.  “You didn’t have to be quite so fast on the draw, I would have given him over.”

“That’s not what you made it sound like this morning,” groused Rin.

“I just wanted to make you guys sweat.  There are at least four hours left, right?”

“Yeah, except ‘a day’ gets a little fuzzy toward the end.  Hopefully he’ll change all the way back.”

Oliver sat up and gave his head a shake.  “Woo.  Yeah, I’m fine, thanks for asking.  That was a hell of a trip.  What were you doing?”

Katie smiled at him sweetly.  “Jogging.”  She ran in place for a few steps, giggling as she saw Oliver’s eyes track her bouncing breasts.  “I could use my best ever sports bra back.  Round two?”

“Are you serious?” demanded Rin, arms clutched protectively around her purse.

“Oh come on.  You said it’s safe if we stay in the building.  And Oliver’s fine, see?”

“Right as rain.  Well, more obsessed with Katie’s boobs than I was beforehand, but I think that’s understandable in the circumstances.”

“No lingering aftereffects?” asked Rin.  “Like a desire to change back into a bra?”

Oliver shook his head.  “I was very much me, especially after the deadline.  Getting to snuggle up against her chest all day was a blast.  5 out of 5, would transform again.”

“You could have been stuck forever!”

Oliver shook his head.  “Katie would never do that to me.  The rest of you guys... maybe.  But not me.  We’ve known each other for years and years.”  He held his hand out to Rin.  “Toss it to me, let’s make this interesting.”

Rin rolled her eyes, but did as asked.  Oliver caught the doorknob mid-air, and proffered it to Katie.  “Bra me.”

A few seconds later, it was Katie that got illuminated by the doorknob.  “Oh bother,” she groused.  Then as the change progressed, she started to giggle.  “You didn’t!”

“I did.  You’re going to become a bra just like I was.  Well, not quite like I was.  You’re going to be a happy little bra who thinks she always was one.”

“Oooh, I can feel that starting.  But who will be my owner?” asked the dwindling woman.  “Sandy’s too big, and Rin’s too small.”

“I will,” said Oliver.  “If someone would do the honours...”

Sandy volunteered, and Oliver passed the doorknob over to her very carefully, both making sure not to touch the far end so that mastery passed from Oliver to Sandy.  He took the far end once Sandy had a good grip, and sure enough, he was soon growing breasts.  Before long, a very naked Katie stood before the others.  Terry found Katie’s left over clothes from the night before, and tossed them to Oliver.

“Neat trick,” said Rin.  “Think it’ll work reliably?  There’s a fifty percent chance you just got lucky.”

Oliver shrugged as she started getting dressed.  “Dunno.  Hey, I’m feeling...”  She frowned.  “Did you do something to my head?”

Sandy giggled.  “I heard about what you did to Rin, and you messed with Katie’s mind, so it seemed only fair.  You’ll be a girly girl, and one other thing... say your name.”

“I’m Katie,” said Oliver, then her eyes went very wide. “Hey!  I’m not Katie, I’m Katie...  Oooh, that’s a mean trick.  I can think my name, but when I say it...”

Sandy held the doorknob out to James.  “Want to add to the girliness?”

He glanced at it, then over to where Oliver was trying Katie on.  “As a ‘girly girl’ or as part of the lingerie party?”

“I’d enjoy wearing you, I think.  And I’ll make sure you love it.”

James grabbed hold of the doorknob, and his body was soon dwindling to a pretty confection of pink silk.  Rin and Terry watched in wonder as the dwindling clothes crawled toward Sandy devotedly.

“Your turn, Rin.  Which end do you want?” asked Sandy.

Rin blushed and whispered, “let Terry change me.”

Terry carefully accepted the doorknob from Sandy then turned to face Rin.  “I could change your mind into what we talked about this morning.  Is that what you want?”

Rin squeaked.  “I...  Do I have to answer?”

“If you don’t, I’ll choose for you.”

Rin reached for the knob, hesitated... then squeaked again when Terry nudged the knob into her hand.  “Oh!”  She smiled at him, and just before the flash, she murmured her thanks.

Rin looked down at herself, puzzled.  Everyone else the doorknob had changed had had their clothes melt away into their form, but that wasn’t happening.  “Aww, you didn’t change me?”

“Not physically,” agreed Terry.

Rin’s eyes went wide.  “My mind?  But I don’t feel any different.  I feel like me.”

“Yes, but you want to take off your shirt.”

Rin started doing so, and tossed her shirt aside.  “I still don’t feel any different.”

Terry raised an eyebrow then nodded his head toward where Sandy and Oliver were standing.  Rin squeaked and covered her chest.  “What happened?”

“You want to do a striptease for all of us,” said Terry, matter-of-factly.

Rin smiled broadly then, and put on a remarkably skilled show.  When she was done she squeaked again and covered herself as best she could with her hands.  “What have you done to me?”

“You think it’s perfectly natural to be naked.”

Rin’s hands drifted to her sides.  “Oh.  I think I get it now.  That’s so cool.”

Terry grinned.  “How do you feel?”

Rin bit her lip and shook her head.

“You want to tell me how you feel,” said Terry.

Rin started babbling about feeling so relaxed about being naked, and finding it a turn-on that she was naked in front of Terry and her friends.  “I want to bang you right here and now, with them watching, except I’d be mortified.”

Terry nodded slowly.  “I think I can do that for you.  Katie, Sandy, would it bother you?”

“Katie” sighed.  “I’m Katie, not ... oh bother, fine, just call me Katie.  I’m game to watch, but I might get a little... uh...”

Sandy giggled. “Just us girls here.  Well, and Terry.  Maybe we should fix that?”

“I think we’ve had enough magic for one night,” said Terry.  “Someone around here should be normal enough to keep an eye on things.  Rin, you think it’s okay to be open about your sexual desires.”

Rin gasped happily.  “Oh, you two will watch?  Great!”  She snuggled up against Terry and started working on his belt.  “Mmm, sweetie?”

“Yes, love?”

“You know what I want to want.”

Terry was having trouble articulating as Rin’s hand found its way into his shorts.  “You want to do what you want without fear,” he stammered out.  Rin’s eyes lit up and she dove in with gusto.

Katie and Sandy stumbled to the loveseat, watching in rapt fascination as their friends put on a very personal, very acrobatic, and very pornographic show.  By the time the others were done, Katie and Sandy were disheveled, wearing only their transformed bra and lingerie respectively, panting, and tangled up in each other’s arms.

Rin gave Terry a loving kiss as he slumped against the couch, spent.  “Mmm.  Now that was some spectacular sex.  I love having an audience.  How are you two doing?”

Katie and Sandy quickly sat up and scrabbled for their clothes.  Rin prowled toward them. “Oh, don’t stop on my account.”

“Uh, Rin, do you really want to do this?” asked Sandy.

“Poor Terry’s all tuckered out, but you two seem to be bursting with energy.  C’mon, let’s give him a show.”

Katie winced.  “I love the offer, but...” she patted her bra.  “I’d rather play with the real Katie.”

Rin pouted, and turned to Sandy.  “And you’re aching for James.  I’m so sorry, I’ll take care of it.”

She turned to the doorknob, and before anyone could object she grabbed it by both ends.  The red flash lit up the room, and very soon everyone was back to normal.  Rin looked down at her naked and messy body and let out a tiny sigh.  Then she shrugged, and snuggled up to Terry.  

Terry patted her shoulder tenderly.  “I never knew you were an exhibitionist like that.  Wow.”

“I’m not.  I just... it’s the guys, you know?  We’ve talked about so much, and I’ve shared so little.  I wanted them to see the real me.  And... I still feel that way.  That despite the doorknob, that was me.  And I’d do it again.”

“Showing off is one thing, but where did that awesomely sexy performance come from?” asked Sandy, who still hadn’t covered up after the loss of her living lingerie.

“Porn and an active imagination,” admitted Rin.  “So many things I want to do, and too hung up on my ‘Daddy’s little angel’ image.  I don’t want to go back to acting like that, and...” a smirk teased at her lips.  “Sitting here naked with all of you still feels deliciously naughty.  Though it does help that a few of you are naked too.”

“So you’d be up for an orgy?” asked Katie with a saucy grin.

Rin looked over to Terry, who smiled and nodded at her.  She turned back to face their friends.  “Yeah.  I think so.  Would you guys?”

The others shared looks, and slowly, one by one, everyone’s hand went up.  Rin’s eyes lit up.  “Really?”

“But maybe not right now,” cautioned Sandy.  “You’re not entirely in your right mind, and... I want a bit of private time with James first.  Next weekend?”

Rin grinned, and patted the doorknob.  “Next weekend.  Maybe we can have a pool party first, get a few people stuck as swimsuits to warm up.”

“Who are you and what did you do to Rin?” asked Katie.  “I like the new you.  You’re on.”

“Seriously?” asked Sandy.  “We’ve gone from ‘oh no, Oliver might get stuck’ to... playing with it?”

“You don’t want James clinging to your every curve?” asked Katie.  “Water dripping off him, trapping him there until you choose to change him back?”

Sandy hissed softly and slumped back.  “Yeah.  Fine.  Let’s go crazy.  You are a bad influence, girl.”

“Oh, you haven’t seen anything yet.”

Once the others had left, Rin hopped up off the couch and headed for the shower.  Terry followed behind.  “What happened to ‘why worry’?”

“One thing when it’s a show, but your gunk is starting to dry on me.  I want to be clean.”  Rin started the shower and hopped in.  Terry took off the remnants of his clothes and joined her, offering to soap her up.  Rin was usually skittish about that, but today... not so much.

“Mmm, this feels so nice,” purred Rin.  “Why didn’t I do this earlier?”

Terry laughed softly.  “I can guess.  Soapy showers lead to sex, and you’ve got some huge hangups about that.  OK, maybe more like ‘had’ some hangups.  Are you serious about the orgy?”

Rin sighed.  “I don’t know.  That was the other me talking, kind of.  The sex-crazed slut Rin.  I can remember being her, and I want to be her again.”

“You don’t need the doorknob for that.”

Rin moaned as Terry teased her nipples.  “God, that feels...  Isn’t a compliant fucktoy every guy’s fantasy?”

“Not mine,” said Terry.  “My fantasy is pretty much you lying naked and inviting on the bed.”

Rin turned around in the shower to face Terry, and got a faceful of water for her efforts.  She snuggled in closer, face to his chest.  “Really?  That’s your big fantasy?”

Terry shrugged.  “You had me as a sex toy last night.  Was that better than making love to me normally?”

“No,” murmured Rin.  “It was fun and different, but... given the choice, I’d rather have you scoop me up in your arms and carry me off to bed.”

“You squealed like a stuck pig the one time I tried that.”

Rin nodded against his chest.  “I was surprised.  But I didn’t really mean it when I said to put me down.”

“How was I supposed to know that?” protested Terry.  “I’m not a mind reader.  No guy is.  Tell me what you want.”

Rin whispered, “I want you to haul me off to bed whenever you feel like it.”

Terry turned the water off.  “What was that?”

Rin whispered it again, and got a smile from Terry.  “Is that your big fantasy?”

“Yes, except I hate asking for it.  Just... you know, do it some time.  Whenever you’re horny.”

“God, girl, that’s like... every night.”

“Sounds good to me.”

“And... the not asking?  What if you really don’t want it some night?  How can I tell?”

Rin thought it over.  “I’ll say something like...  Uh...  Red light?”

“Green light.”

“What?”

Terry grinned, and tried to lift Rin up.  The remaining soap-suds and water made her slip from his grasp.  “Crap.  I was going to haul you off to bed, but you’re too slippery.  And I’d probably fall and crack my head open.”

Rin hopped out of the shower and started to towel off.  “And the green light thing?”

“Is what I’ll say before I scoop you up.  Just to remind you, and maybe keep you from kicking me in the nuts while you flail.”

Rin finished drying herself off in record time.  “Green light.”