A Friday Full of Ferin and Ferins

At last, it was Friday night.  Though both her and her roommate Danielle did occasionally work weekends, Friday still felt to be a sort of official end-of-the-week day, especially from their time in school.  They've kept it a running tradition to celebrate, either with a different sort of meal, spending some time playing a game together, or - regarding both of their growing interests in transformations - drinking down some potions Ferin picked up at her workplace, "Perfect Potions!", and then living the evening out with whatever temporary changes they received. 

Ferin returned from work that evening with a bag of four potions, as well as some takeout food.

"Heck yeah!  I was hoping you'd pickup food too!" shouted Danielle, who was lounging on the couch, watching the news while she waited for Ferin.

"I had a feeling you weren't going to have anything ready, even though you had the day off," Ferin said, shaking her head with a small smile.

"Ya know me too well," Danielle replied with a chuckle.

Ferin dropped the bag of food onto the kitchen counter, before walking over into the small living room where Danielle resided, planting the bag of potions onto the floor in front of them between the couch and the TV.  Ferin plopped herself onto the opposite end of the couch.

"How about we try something different tonight?" Ferin proposed.  "Let's have a potion before we eat, and then try and see how supper is like that."

Danielle's face brightened, a smile growing across it.  "I do like the sounds of that.  Let's see what you all got."  She grabbed the bag and opened it up, pulling out a potion.  "Multiple Tongues?  Huh, that could get freaky.  And... multiple... legs?  Arms probably would have been cooler ya know."

Ferin shrugged.  "I was, but then I thought legs would have been different to live with for a few hours.  Spice things up."

"Ha ha, whatever you say," Danielle rolled her eyes, and dug out another potion.  "Multiple heads!  Now THIS, could be interesting.  I claim this one."

"Darn, I was going to pick that one," Ferin pouted.  Her tailhead slithered over to the bag, peaking in and nabbing the fourth and last potion with its mouth.  Ferin quickly reached over and took it out.  "Oh no no.  Not letting you have any!"

Danielle stood up, stretching a bit.  "Be right back.  Just have to go to the bathroom, then we'll have some fun."

"All righty," Ferin acknowledged, as Danielle walked away, coming around the back of the couch, and put her potion on top of the back.  A certain tailhead noticed this action, and a certain human girl continued to the bathroom, smiling sinisterly. 

While Ferin looked at what her options were, her tailhead slithered up to where Danielle set down the potion.  It grabbed the edge of the bottle in its teeth, and used its long flexible tongue to pop the cork off, spitting it out, and started to gulp down its contents.  As they flowed down, Ferin straightened up, her eyes growing wide, only now feeling and realizing what was happening. 

"Oh no!"  She spun around, to see her tailhead merrily drinking the potion.  But before she could say more, a tightness at the base of her spine swelled, as the potion's effects began to manifest.  In a moment, a long and thick extension of flesh morphed from her spine beside her tail, extending out to an equal length.  But as she felt a new spine grow up to the tip, she felt it bulge out, parts of it becoming sensitive, bones forming, and the flesh opening up in several spots, filling up with sensitive organs.  Ferin now had two tails.  And each with its own head. 

But that wasn't the biggest problem.  The biggest problem was that her original tailhead had not finished drinking the potion.  Ferin winced as she felt another spot beside her spine grow out, more spinal cord growing forth from hers into the new tail, which soon grew its own head as well.  The two new tails snaked about in the air, happy and cheerful, delightful with their existence and serving as representations of the secret joy Ferin may... is... getting from this. 

"Oh no, oh no.  This isn't good!" she cried.  A part of her wanted to bat her tail to stop drinking, but the adrenaline and excitement within her wanted to it to keep drinking. 

***

Danielle returned back to the living room to find Ferin standing up, with seven big tails and their heads snaking about, some happy and delighted, while a few were curious about what was all happening.  A huge smile stretched across her face, before bellowing open into a laugh, as she took in what she saw.

"Wow, I was wondering what would happen if the tail drank it."

Ferin narrowed her eyes at Danielle.  "You... you left your potion somewhere where... yoooouuu!!!"

Danielle chuckled, before something behind Ferin caught her attention.  "Ummm... you might want to stop them from doing that, ha ha."

Wondering what she meant, Ferin turned around, and saw the new tailheads opening the other three potions.

"Oh fart..."

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