(Multiple TF, TG)

Oh, my head. What did I do last night?

Sunlight streaming through the bathroom skylight forced Karen’s eyes open. She immediately shut them again, as it seemed someone was using a piledriver where her brain used to be.

Slowly she forced herself to open her eyes again. She noted three things. First, she was lying in the bath. Second, she was totally
naked. And third, there was someone else, also naked, lying on top of her.

Under tousled blonde hair, a face was gradually forcing its eyes open too.

“Um … hi?” she said.

*

Half an hour later both were women were dressed, seated at the kitchen table and on their third cup of coffee.

“So, thanks for the coffee, Karen.”

“You’re welcome …” Thankfully a name appeared out of the fog “… Tori. So, some night last night, huh?”

Tori giggled. “You could definitely say that.”

There was a slightly uncomfortable pause. “So, how much of it do you remember?”

“Not a lot,” Karen admitted reluctantly. “I remember sitting next to you at the bar …”

"Yeah, you came in telling the bartender you’d had a bitch of a week but you were going to cut loose this weekend. And when you opened your bag to pay I saw you had one of Mr Wintergreen’s bottles in there. And
I said, oh, have you just been to the Potion Place? I’ve just been to the Potion Place too. And you said, do you like to you-know-what? And I said I love to you-know-what …”

“Transform,” Karen said drily. “No bartender around now.”

“So we started talking about our favourite transformations and we had a couple of drinks. Well, quite a lot of drinks, really. And you ended up saying, did I want to come back to your place to transform?”

“Wow.” Karen blushed. “Sorry. I’m not usually the type of girl who transforms on the first date.”

“I totes understand. So, we came back here and opened some wine and you said, have you ever done the fruit girl? And I said no, I’d never heard of it. So you took your potion and you turned into a pile of fruit. And then you made a fruit face, where your eyes were cherries and your mouth was bananas. And it was really cute, so I took my potion and turned into a pile of fruit too. And then you made a joke about melons.”

“No!” said a horrified Karen.

“Afraid so. Then we turned back into humans and were making out on the sofa, and we drank some more wine, and you said ‘Hey, wanna see a magic trick?’ And you pulled down your pants.”

Karen buried her head in her hands and moaned.

“And I saw you’d turned yourself into a hermaphrodite, with male and female bits,” Tori said.

“So what happened?”

“Well, we went into the bedroom and I turned myself into a hermaphrodite too, except with the bits swapped around. And then we had sex.”

“Oh. Was it good?”

“Really good! I’d never done that before!”

“Me neither, as it happens. And then we went to the bathroom?”

“No, then we were lying in bed and we started talking about animals. You said, ‘You know what I love? Pumas!’ And I said do you love pumas or do you LOVE pumas, and you said, ‘The former, but the latter could
be really interesting!’ And you turned yourself into a puma, and I turned myself into a guy puma, and then we had sex.”

“Well, that explains the rips in the sheets.”

“And then we turned back into humans, and then we had sex.”

“Just as humans?”

“Well, you were. I was a banana.”

A really graphic memory flashed into Karen’s head and she turned a deep red. “So then we went to the bathroom?”

“No, then we went to the kitchen and opened some more wine. And you said, do you like melting? I said I loved melting. So you melted into a puddle and you formed a mouth – that was cute, by the way, you have to show me how to do that – and you said ‘Melt into me, baby.’ And so I did, and we made one big puddle, and that wasn’t having sex, but
damn it was pretty hot!”

“What else did we get up to?”

“So we turned back and finished off the bottle. We went back to the sofa and you said something about me lighting your fire. Then you turned into a three-bar radiator and begged me to plug you in and turn
you on. And I did, and you were screaming how good the electricity felt, so I turned into a table lamp and plugged in too. And then we
had sex.”

“How is that even possible?!”

“I’m a little hazy on the details myself. Then we turned back into humans and you said it was getting late but you had one more thing you wanted to do. So we went to the bathroom, and you put the plug into the bath, got in and turned into water. And I got in on top of you and turned into bubble bath. You really don’t remember this?”

“Sorry.”

“And then I started popping, and by the time I’d popped about half of my bubbles I realized you’d fallen asleep and I didn’t want to wake you, so I just kept popping until I was a soapy film on your surface, but I guess I fell asleep too.”

Karen sat back, wincing as her head pulsed. She poured another cup of coffee. “Tori, I’m sorry.”

“Don’t apologise!” Tori said, leaning forward. “Sure, we got a little too drunk, but I didn’t do anything I didn’t want to do or regret doing. Did you?”

"Doesn’t sound like it,” Karen admitted. "No, I'm pretty sure I didn't."

“In the bar you told me I was cute.”

“Actually, you are very, very cute.”

“So what’s the problem?” Tori threw her hands up. “And it was great to actually share transformations with someone. Usually I just transform by myself at home.”

“Me too. I guess it is nice to transform with someone, isn’t it?”

“The sex wasn’t bad either.”

Karen laughed. “Well, it sounds like we’ve well and truly broken the ice. How about we get to know each other better over brunch at the Bluebird Café? Half-price mimosas on a Saturday afternoon!”

“That sounds great! And,” Tori slipped in casually,” we’d have to pass by the Potion Place on the way back, wouldn’t we?”

Both women grinned. “That we would, Tori … that we would.”