"Eddie," I said.
"Eddie?" Melanie repeated. "Why him?"
Amanda answered that question. "Because he's a perfect match for you. He's smart, witty, more than a little shy. You're just the person to bring him out of his shell. Besides, he's always thought you were cute."
"You mean he thought the old me was cute. I hardly look like that anymore," Melanie replied.
"Do you honestly think he won't find you attractive now?" Amanda asked in an almost amazed tone. "You're still you, right?"
Melanie looked at herself in the mirror again. "I don't know," she said. "It's hard to tell. I feel so different. I feel confident...empowered almost."
"That's what we wanted," Amanda said, "for you to just have some self-confidence. Here, I know how to make sure. Do you like dogs?"
"Of course I do," Melanie replied, "especially small, lap dogs."
"And what's your opinion of shopping?" Amanda asked.
A look of disgust crossed her face. "Other girls spend way too much time doing it. Just get what you need and go home," she said.
Amanda smiled. "I'd say you're still you. Let's get going."
I stopped her before she could bound off the bed. "We have to do a few things first, you know. I mean, I think people might be worried when they see you two."
"You're right, Joe," Amanda said.
"I wish that everyone else besides the three of us, Cara, and my sister would remember that you two have always looked as you do now," I said. I had a few more wishes to make. "I wish that both of you would have an entire wardrobe of clothes that fit you waiting at your homes. I also wish that you both had some clothes right here that you could put on and wear now."
A set of clothes appeared next to them. They quickly put them on as I put my own clothes back on. They were both wearing almost identical outfits now. Their shirts were tight and low-cut, showing ample cleavage. There was a slight exposure of midriff for each of them as well. They also both had tight pairs of jeans which amply showed off their well rounded asses.
"I never thought I'd wear clothes like these," Melanie said.
"Neither did I," Amanda confessed. "But I don't think that it makes us sluts."
"I certainly don't think so," I said, offering my two cents.
Amanda walked over to me and gave me a quick kiss. "You're such a sweetie," she said. "It's so nice to have someone who will defend my honor."
I lapsed into an acting role and in an old-English style voice said, "Show me the knave who would insult thee, and he shall feel my wrath." They both laughed at me, and I found myself laughing along with them. "Sorry, I won't do that again."
"Please don't," Amanda said. "What are we waiting for, let's go."
And with that we all descended the staircase and walked out the front door. It was on to Eddie's house.