Rhoda strode into the mall with as much self-confidence as she could muster.  Most of it was bravado, inspired by a desire to beat her girlfriend’s dare.  She just had to spend an hour in the mall, wearing...

Rhoda glanced around and noticed her reflection in one of the storefronts.  She looked... mostly normal.  The line of shiny black latex around her neck could be mistaken for her usual collar, as she’d worn a long-sleeved shirt with a high neckline that hid most of the outfit underneath.  It peeked out at her wrists where the sleeves flared.  Rhoda shook her head.  It didn’t show.  Much.

It wasn’t until two stores later that she noticed how the bright mall lights would reflect off the polished surface under her shirt, making her glow if she stood in the wrong light.  That would explain some of the curious glances she was getting.  Rhoda felt her cheeks flush, and she tried her best to stay out of the brighter pools of light.  But there were so many!

After another five minutes of walking and getting increasingly flustered at the open stares she was getting, Rhoda looked for somewhere to get away from the crowd.  A poorly concealed utility door between two storefronts tempted her to try the latch, and to her surprise it opened.  She stepped into the drab corridor without a moment’s hesitation, and sighed her relief.

A moment later the noise from in front of her caught her attention, and she realized she wasn’t the only one who had used this corridor to get away from the crowd.  Two figures were pulled tight together, kissing and rather more than...  Wait, was that...  Diane.  And Lucy.

Rhoda squeaked in alarm and as the two broke from their embrace she panicked, and used her magic to disguise herself.

Rhoda felt the spell go off, and squeaked again.  She glanced down at her body, wincing at the amount of shiny red latex now on display.  Her long sleeved top had become a crop-top, and her slacks were now a knee-length skirt.  “Oh bother.”

“Rhoda?  If I hadn’t seen you change, I would never think this was you,” exclaimed Diane.

“Uh...  Surprise?”  Rhoda’s voice sounded different to her.  Deeper.  She raised her eyes to meet Diane’s appraising gaze, and realized with a start that she’d also grown.  She was looking down at Diane, and eye to eye with Lucy.

“You didn’t tell me you could shapeshift, too.  That’s so cool.”

“It is?”

Diane nodded eagerly.  “You look hot.”

“Ahem.”

Diane looked guiltily to her sweetie.  “I... I mean she looks hot in all that latex.”

Lucy grinned at her saucily.  “She does at that.  Damn, girl, where did you get that?  And where’s Catalina?”

Rhoda’s blush was back, redder even than her catsuit as she rubbed her hands over its sleeves.  “I...  I...”

Diane gasped.  “You’re wearing her?  No way!”

“How the hell did you figure that out?” cried Rhoda.

“I can still read you like a book, even as an anonymous, sexy giant.”

“Sexy?” asked Rhoda.

Lucy and Diane nodded in unison.

“If I looked like that, and nobody could know who I was, I’d totally go dancing down the mall and to hell with the reactions.  Can you...”  Diane wiggled her fingers.  “Change others?”

Rhoda slowly nodded.  “Yeah.”

“Anonymous twins dancing in the mall...” mused Diane.

“Are you sure?”

Diane grinned at Rhoda, her widest, most convincing grin.  “Let’s do this!”

Before she knew what she was doing, Rhoda’s hand snapped up, palm facing Diane.  Her magic twisted around her friend and mentor, drawing her upward and changing her platinum blonde bob into amber waves of hair.

Lucy growled happily as her girlfriend grew to her height and build, and pulled her into a more ferocious than usual hug.  “Damn.  We need to go on more double dates, somewhere magic friendly.”

Diane squeaked her approval, then gasped for air when Lucy set her down.  “If it gets me more hugs like that...”

Lucy studied Diane.  “Something’s missing.”  Diane’s clothes had changed to match Rhoda’s new top and skirt, but not the rest.  “You need a catsuit too.”

“I do!” exclaimed Diane.  She looked over to Rhoda.  “Can you...”

Rhoda slipped a wand out of her purse.  “I’d have to persuade it that Lucy is me.”

“Do it!” exclaimed Diane, her excitement letting a little of her magic leak into her voice.

A moment later, Lucy started to shrink, dwindling to the point where she barely came up to Diane’s shoulder.  “Oh.  Oh wow.”

A moment later, she collapsed to the ground in a pile of shining green latex.

Diane stared at the spot where her sweetie had been.  “I... oh.  Oh right.  What was I thinking?”

“That we’d be sexy twins,” said Rhoda with significantly more confidence than she felt.

Diane smirked, and started to strip.  Rhoda turned away with yet another bright blush.  By the time Diane was done, Rhoda had her pigmentation mostly under control.

Two sexy, anonymous women clad in skin-tight shiny red and green latex danced through the mall, bopping to the mall music.  They got plenty of stares and comments, but afterward, nobody could say who they’d been.