Like Katie, Tiff couldn't help but yelp at the weird sensations coursing through her body. When the smoke finally cleared, where Tiff once stood stumbled out a stocky, rather muscular young man with a rakish hairstyle and mischievous freckles, only clothed in a lace bra and women's underwear.
"Tiff?" Katie asked uncertainly.
"Wow, that was a rush," Tiff exhaled, then giggled at the deepness of his new voice, an oddly girlish expression coming from the sturdy young man. Tiff looked down appreciatively, his smile becoming wider at the sight of his bulging underwear. "Looks like it worked!" Katie walked over, holding his friend's school uniform. "Well, mostly worked," Tiff's eyes narrowed, noticing Katie was still about three inches taller. Knowing what Tiff was probably thinking, Katie couldn't suppress a small grin. "Don't need this anymore!" Tiff giggled again, reaching around to unsnap his bra and toss it on the pile of clothes in Katie's hands.
"Hang on, let's first see if we can find some other clothes!" Katie yelped as he saw Tiff's hands go downward, afraid his friend was going to roam around stark naked. "What is someone sees us like this?" At first, Tiff looked like he was going to make a snarky remark, but reluctantly agreed.
"Fine, this place should have guy's clothes somewhere," Tiff smirked. Katie glowered, realizing that they would probably go rummaging through a dead man's clothes, but silently followed Tiff out of the basement, then up the stairs to the second story, which presumably housed the bedrooms. Locating one with a wardrobe, Tiff entered and opened the doors. Thankfully, mothballs and garment bags seemed to have kept the clothes in decent condition. Pulling out a few, Tiff tossed them on the bed, but then noticed the full-length mirror to one side.
"Okay, time to see how good that machine really is!" Tiff grinned, and Katie's jaw dropped as Tiff stood before the mirror in all his glory, having removed his last vestige of clothing. "Hmm...I'd say I could give any guy at school a run for his money," Tiff grinned and posed, examining his new body thoroughly. At first Katie averted his eyes, but curiousity got the better of him. He knew that the person before the mirror was Tiff, but at the same time, it seemed like a stranger. Noting Katie's intrigued stare, Tiff turned, giving him a full frontal view.
"Your turn!" Tiff chuckled, reminding Katie of his promise. Katie frowned, but made his way over to the mirror, and slowly and uncomfortably began to take off the uniform. Although he was aware of Tiff's appreciative gaze, he soon became distracted by his own body, which seemed even more unfamiliar than Tiff's. The large hands, the wiry muscles, and the slight roughness on the chin were all his own, and yet not. Before he realized it, he too was standing completely nude next to Tiff, who was looking down a bit sulkily.
"It's one thing being taller, but you being bigger down there is totally unfair," Tiff pouted, then reached over.
"Tiff, what're you -?!" Katie gasped, backing away.
"Oh relax, it's not like you're gonna have one always," Tiff needled, and since Katie didn't move away this time, Tiff reached down and fingered his new male equipment. Katie shivered at the sensation, nervous and uncomfortable, but to some degree aroused as well. Katie felt a strange stirring in his loins, and as he looked down, mortified, noticed that Tiff appeared to be aroused as well, which quickly brought her back to reality.
"What're we doing?!" Katie gasped. "You saw what you wanted, we need to change back!"