"Damn! Ah!" Nikki rocked forward and back slightly. "Sure you didn't slip me a date-rape drug or something? Gah!"
"No," Terri started, "It was just..." she stopped, mouth still open.
Nikki had started glaring at her when a sound similar to a stomach growling came from her. More specifically, her chest.
Nikki felt the pain leap from her stomach to her breasts, and leaned back now, arms twitching now from the oddest pain she'd ever experienced: matter disappearing. Her breasts were deflating.
"Whuf.. I, uh..." escaped her lips, and then with a sound like a small fart, she was flat. Dead flat. Her nipples didn't even poke through the sweater.
Nikki's open mouth turned into a wide grin.