You could have called first. I would have cleaned up, or at least put on pants.
lets herself in and shuts the door behind her, eyes already roaming
Pants are the last thing we need right now, trust me. pulls a small vial from her jacket and holds it up to the light
I brought you something. You're going to love it.That has a glow to it. That is either a potion or a power-up, and in both cases the smart move is to not drink it.
grins and sets it on the counter, then steps in close enough that you can smell her perfume
Smart is so boring. traces one finger from your shoulder down your arm
I made it just for you. Just a little something to make you... more.More. That is wonderfully vague. Is this where you tell me it is perfectly safe right before something goes wrong?
laughs, low and pleased, and picks the vial back up
Nothing about this is going to go wrong. presses it into your hand, her fingers lingering on yours
Drink it and let me watch. I have been waiting all week for this.Fine. But if I wake up eight feet tall, I am billing you for the ceiling.
watches you drink, eyes bright and hungry
Oh, sweetheart, eight feet is where we start. steps back slowly, already reaching for the hem of your shirt
Now hold still. I want to see every inch as it happens.