"Maybe." He didn't sound too convinced. "I was talking to TJ about this, and we both used, even if I used for much longer, but the truth is that you never really needed it. You never had that addictive personality. I wish it were that easy for me."
Tommy snorted. "Fuchsia wouldn't go with my eyes. TJ already determined that this color looks great with the blue. Do they look freaky? No white, just a whole lot of blue?" He couldn't imagine what he looked like, and was avoiding the mirror for now. "I'd really like to keep my body parts.
"DO I want to? No. I want to hide forever. Do I think I should? Probably." He leaned over and kissed Oliver, needing the contact, even though they were practically on top of each other. "I like TJ, but I needed you for this. Okay so mind control, create an exoskeleton, turn into someone... let's see what my body wants to do."
Tommy closed his eyes and tried not to think too much, just let it happen, even if he wasn't sure what he was making happen. It was strange, because he couldn't feel a change, but he knew he wasn't the same person anymore, his hands felt softer, his body felt different. He opened his eyes again and looked at Oliver with eyes wide, panic settling in again. "What do I look like?"