"Just jealous, little miss Kim! You're just..." Nikki stopped, and hunched over.
She bowed forward, grabbing her stomach with both hands, before releasing another almighty belch.
"'Scuse me ladies," Nikki sniffed, "Either it's this booze, or something I must've had for lunch."
Jessi and Mary exchanged sly glances, while Terri gasped and covered her mouth in surprise.
The potion is working, Terri thought, and Nikki didn't suspect a thing! That was part of it's magic, she'd been told, that the potion did something to the chemical balance in the brain so the victim automatically accepted their changes as completely normal. Not that Nikki needed to know she was changing, in fact it was simpler that way, no complications, no panic when she found out. The results would be the same, whether Nikki realised she was cursed or not.
Suddenly Nikki's cell phone chirped. Without even answering it, Nikki leapt to her feet and grinned, "That'll be Mark! He's waiting in his car."
Nikki sauntered over to the door and adjusted the spaghetti strap of her handbag so it dug neatly into the centre of her spectacular cleavage.
"Don't wait up for me girls," she waved and turned to leave. For a moment she paused, then emitted a loud, long fart. Nikki snorted a laugh and fanned her butt as she opened the door. "Wheew! That was a good one! Not so silent but still, very deadly!"
The other girls waited for Nikki to leave before speaking again.
"It's working!" Jessi laughed. "Did you hear that fart? Gross!"
"Ugh, yeah," Mary grimaced. "I can't believe that potion is working so quickly. By the end of the night Nikki should be...