<div class="floatleft"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/1/18/LBB_Michael.jpg)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Michael</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">● Cut and bandaged finger.<br/>● Astonished.</span></span></div></div></div></div></td><td></td></tr></tbody></table></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">A shimmer appears over Chloe and suddenly her dress disappears, leaving her clad in sexy underwear.  Damn...  Shit just got real.  How can it be?  Magic?  Real, honest to god magic?  Everything I know about the world is suddenly suspect, but the for some reason I am more surprised at the specific spell's effect on Chloe than at the fact that it happened.  Is she really a minx, hiding that side of her even from her friends?.<br/><br/>"Are you OK Chlo?" I ask with concern in my voice, even though she would be the best equipped to handle this out of the three of us, given her beliefs.  She giggles.  Did it affect her personality?  Or just made her more comfortable expressing it?  This thing can be dangerous...<br/><br/>Circe looks preoccupied as well, getting up and going to the kitchen with a bemused expression on her face, then returns wearing a nurse uniform -- a very lewd nurse uniform.  How was she affected as well?  Maybe the wink.<br/><br/></span><div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/92/Devin_naked_2-500.jpg)</div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;"><br/>"Uh guys, I think we should slow down and figure out what's going on."  But Chloe has none of it, reaching for the book and reciting the spell again, touches my arm.  A tingle again.  What would happen?  I always thought of myself as a 'what you see is what you get' kind of guy.  Does it mean that...  Crap!  I look down at myself realizing that I am standing there completely naked.<br/><br/>With a gasp, my hands fly to my crotch trying to cover myself, and I dash into the kitchen.  There should be an apron there...  Yes!  Pink and with a flowery pattern but I am in no position to be picky.  I quickly tie it around myself and walk back into the room.  "I think we should put that book aside for now.""</span><br/>