It was a short drive. Tom only took like 10 minutes to get to his buddy Jimbo's place. He walks into the minuscule dump of an apartment and he's immediately met by the typical, stale odor of the place. "Dump" might be a slight bit of an euphemism, actually... The place was a true pig sty, even by Tom's standards of tollerance! Stuff lying everywhere, discarded clothes, boxes crammed full of toys, CDs, magazines and other miscellaneous paraphanelia...old and newer boxes of pizza, empty beer cans... Yup, that's Jimbo for you, a real slob! Tom smiled though, he doesn't mind the messy lifestyle, that's what made Jimbo the guy he was! Surely enough, here came Jimbo himself. The man comes to greet Tom, looking his usual way. A bit overweight, a bit on the short, stocky side, hairy, bearded and with a cold beer in hand. He was wearing army green shorts, a pair of worn out sneakers, a long sleeved plaid shirt(lumberjack style) and a back turned blue cap over his freshly done buzzcut. Jimbo gives Tom a friendly punch on the shoulder, followed by a shameless burp. "Whassup dude!" He tells his buddy, cheerfully. Tom returns the gesture by punching Jim in his round gut. "Eh, the usual, man, just thought I dropped by your place and have a beer or something, you know, just to chill a bit..."
Jimbo nods knowingly as he goes to the ragged old couch, pushing some crap out of the way to make more space. "It's Ava, ain't it? You need a breather away from your girlfriend eh Tom? Well, can't say I didn't warn you man, that chick is a hassle! She is hot though, can't blame you on that aspect!"
Tom shrugs. "Shit, dude, we've talked this over already. Yeah, she's a bit strict and stuff, but I do like her a bunch! C'mon, let's not talk about Ava now."
Jimbo nods. He throws Tom a cold beer from the bucket. "'Kay man. Here, have a cold one. Plop your ass down on the old couch, I was gonna watch a Jackass movie anyway, you can join me if you like!"
Tom sits down and takes a swig of beer. He drops his gym bag next to his feet and dust rises from the grungy rug as the bag hits it. "Sounds great Jim!"
"Hell yeah. Hey man, 'scuse me, I'll be right back, gotta go take a leak... Hah hah!" Jimbo chuckles at his own mouth fart and he stomps his way into the bathroom...
"Perfect", Tom thought and he quickly and silently grabbed the little flask of magic potion from his pocket. "This had better work... Oh man it's gonna be wicked!" Tom makes a smug face as he pours the contents of the flask into the half empty beer bottle Jimbo left on the coffee table. Thankfully, the beer didn't alter in color and hopefully it didn't alter in taste either, Tom considered. Well, he sure doesn't intend to test it out. No way, this magic cocktail was all for the totally oblivious Jimbo!
When Jimbo returns, he sits his hefty body down next to his buddy. Tom hands him the spiked booze bottle. "Here bro, drink it before it warms up!" Jim didn't need to be asked. He grabs the bottle and takes a long swig. "Heh, like I'd waste any good beer, or cheap beer, hah hah. Well, y'know, it's beer man, it's all good!"
Tom chuckles. "Right-O Jimbo!"
The two friends knock bottles and they just keep on chatting, watching TV... Soon, Jimbo had drank all the liquid in his bottle and he plops it loudly on the table. He rubs his eyes, looking a bit woozy. "Hey bro, feeling ok?" Tom asked in feigned concern. "Woah... y'know, maybe not ALL beer is good after all, man... This tasted kinda funky..."
Tom rubs his hands in anticipation. Will the spell work? Now was the moment of truth!
Suddenly, Jimbo releases another loud, gassy burp before the incredible happens right in front of Tom's expecting eyes... In only a couple of seconds, the whole bulk of Jim's body seemed to deflate, to hollow out! It was surreal to say the least! Like a big, oversized balloon running out of gas, Jimbo just crumbled, folded and crumpled upon himself, just like a heavy cloth. Soon it appears as if he disappeared into a pile of the clothes he was wearing. Tom grabs the emptied out shirt and shorts, curious to see where Jim, or what's left of him, ended up. Unexpectedly, what he found under the pile of clothes, was a rather small but very stretchy looking full body suit... It appeared to be made of a black and shiny fabric, like rubber or maybe latex. The suit looked like it covers the whole body, from the neck down, and it apparently had a zipper running from the neckline to the crotch. It almost look like some kind of fetish type catsuit, something that could be seen in erotica... Picking it up, Tom thought the fabric felt pretty sensual. He soon noticed something else was under the pile of Jimbo's clothes... A collar? And a small key, too! "Whoa" was all Tom said, before he decided to open his gym bag and stuff the "magical catsuit" inside, along with the collar and even the clothes and sneakers that Jim had been wearing. He pocketed the mysterious little key, zipped the bag closed, turned off Jimbo's tv and rushed out of the apartment.
Destination: home, Ava, and a crazy, crazy new twist to his life!