What's a Friend For
"Isn't this great." The girl with my best friend's eyes babbled excitedly "I was trying on some of my sister's clothes because, um, never mind why, that's not important right now..." She blushed a rather pretty shade of pink before recovering and plunging on with her story. "Anyway, as soon as I pulled on this collar thingie poof ! I turned into this real cute girl. Like omg, look at me I'm gorgeous now right?" She giggled, not a laugh or a chuckle but a true giggle, full of more genuine joy than I'd heard in a long time, "Not to sound too vain or anything." She paused looking down admiringly at her own, admittedly impressive, cleavage. Well, they always did appreciate a nice rack. It was reassauring to see that turning into a girl hadn't changed everything about them. "Anyway," she continued "I was thinking, you know how bummed you were that you didn't have date for your brother's wedding?...