After a few seconds of admiring her new physique, Mary put a hand to her chin, thinking. "Well, hang on. I touched the shirt, then you put it on." Aisha took a break from thinking about the medallion to look back at her friend. "Yeah? Is that bad or something?" Mary shrugged, sitting back. "Well, no. Not really. But we don't know if this whole thing works purely from touch or if wearing the clothes also works. We definitely know coming into contact with fabric which is being worn by someone else changes their body respective to where the clothing was worn, like that woman on the bus and her breasts."
Aisha opened her mouth to speak, but closed it, thinking. "Yeah..... I guess-" Mary interrupted her. "Hey, let me try something." Taking the medallion off and paling it on the table, Mary ran upstairs and left Aisha alone to think for herself. What was all this? Was it just a very, VERY lucid dream? Was it a prank? Was she high, or-? No, not that last one. Aisha had never done drugs in her life. Well, except for that one time in college. But the smoke made her cough and she hated how paranoid the stuff had made her. So there was no was this whole thing was a hallucination. Though, at the same time, there was still a chance this was real life, which was even more alarming.....
Mary came back down, a few pieces of clothes in her arms. Humming the theme to an obscure 60s show that Aisha as a fan of (she loved it when Mary humored her nerdy side like that), Mary placed down a pair of jeans, a beanie, and some panties. "Okay. So we've done the bra and the shirt so far, right? Let's see if: A. it works on something other than the torso and B. if you can just put them on. I haven't worn any of these in, say, five days. So it's safe to say that the medallion won't count them as being worn or anything. But at the same time....." Mary stopped, embarrassed. "What?", Aisha asked, a concerned look on her face. "Well, I touched the t-shirt before I put it on. So we still don't know the full capacity of this whole thing yet. That is to say, we don't know if it only works when the person receiving the change has gotten their hands on the unworn clothes. So..... whatever you choose, maybe I should put it on you? Just to test and see what happens?"
Aisha looked at Mary, confused. Why would they need to test this? When ever would it be possible for someone to put clothes on without touching them? Did clothes ever just magically fly onto someone's body? Aisha looked at Mary, whose eyes contained a possible, visible sense of excitement and anticipation that Aisha wasn't sure how to feel about. That is, if that kind of sense of excitement and anticipation was there at all. Looking over her choices, Aisha picked the.....