It had been so long - or at least it felt like so long - since that fateful day in the park when Gabi's life got so terribly derailed, that it required a lot of probing questions from Toni to wring out Gabi's suppressed memories of the two boys at the rally. The two boys who nobody else had seen, but Gabi was sure she had. Two boys with a wooden stick they pointed straight at her.
"And you're sure they looked right at you, after you called attention to them?" Toni confirmed.
"I'm positive." Gabi confirmed. "After Barbara and Mary-Anne started fighting and Barbara changed into an exact copy of her - of Mary-Anne, I mean. That's when I saw them."
"And you pointed at them, then..." Toni coached, even though they'd already been over it once.
"Then it happened to me." Gabi sighed.
All three women sat back in their chairs, each with a very different expression on her version of their identical face. They made a strange tableau. Three perfectly identical, tall, black-haired, long-legged, twenty-ish beauties with gigantic bare tits, high heeled pumps, and navy blue thong g-strings sitting at a wooden table like conspirators, or an R-rated version of poker night.
"So I was right." Toni finally broke the silence. "It's the same two boys we saw, Ashley. The boys you gave the poster to."
Gabi's eyes widened again. "Are you saying somebody's causing this?"
"Well, of course someone is," Toni snorted impatiently, "what did you think this was?"
"I don't know... a virus?" Gabi looked sheepish.
"A virus?" Toni laughed. "A virus that makes you dress in high heels and a thong? A virus that makes you six-two, or whatever we are, twenty-one, and gives you boobs bigger than your head?"
"But how could somebody do this?" Gabi protested.
"Maybe it's magic!" Ashley gasped, her eyes as big as Gabi's had been.
"Magic isn't real, sweetie." Gabi corrected.
"It's the only plausible explanation." Toni contradicted her. "It's totally against all the laws of physics, so, it has to be magic."
Gabi made the sign of the cross, awkwardly as it was the first time she'd done so with her new enormous tits. "Dios mio; magic!"
"Don't worry, it's not that kind of magic." Toni looked cross. "It's not 'black magic', it's just- I don't know- ordinary magic. Hocus-pocus."
"Like in Harry Potter!" Ashley smiled at the thought that something as fun as magic was in the air.
Gabi looked unconvinced. "All magic is black magic. Besides, if it's magic, then how do we get cured?"
"There's no cure for magic, but we can reverse the spell." Toni sounded optimistic for the first time.
"How do we do that?" Gabi didn't share in Toni's optimism. "If these boys are using magic, how can we fight them?"
"Well, I've been reading up on it, and there are two options." Toni leaned in, looking conspiratorial. "First, we can try to catch these punks and get hold of whatever spell or wand they're using. Second, we can wait."
"Wait?" Ashley and Gabi spoke in unison.
"Yeah, we just have to wait." Toni continued. "It's like this: magic takes energy, right? And where can you get all that energy? It comes from irony. Ever wonder why magic always backfires?"
Neither Gabi nor Ashley looked like she had ever wondered that.
"Well, it does. And the reason is irony. When you do magic, you release powerful forces of irony, and they make things happen that you didn't want to happen."
"Do you mean those boys didn't want to do this to us?" Gabi looked amazed.
"No, no. They wanted this exactly." Toni shook her head. "They just released huge amounts of irony, and there's no telling where it'll strike."
"This could get worse?" Gabi despaired.
"No, not for us - for them!" Toni pounded the table for emphasis. "If we wait, some ironic twist is bound to happen as a result of this, and it'll have to rebound onto them - the guys who did this. It always does. Something'll happen that backfires on them, and then we'll strike!"
Gabi looked unconvinced. "How long do we have to wait?"
"That I don't know, but I'm not going to wait. I'm going after them." Toni announced with grim purpose.