(Originally written by: LGV)
"The shoes. I won't have to worry about hurting guys if the pain won't last!" she said, her voice (and other body parts) dripping with excitement.
The change began with the sound of tearing fabric coming from below Jennifer. Looking down in unison, the group watched as her flip-flops were ripped into pieces by the emergence of a new pair of shoes. They were absolutely gorgeous, pitch black and tight as one would expect from high quality leather. They were so shiny that Jen could almost see her own reflection in them! They were long, too, extending halfway up her calves and hugging to her flesh tautly.
"Wow, these are gorgeous!" she said with glee. "Don't really match my sweatshirt or sweat pants, but I can't wait to try these out with a real dress..."
"Model for us!" Catalina said, her accent still jarring those around her.
Jen, still caught up in the moment, indulged the groups desire. She rose from the bean-bag chair and paraded around the play area, strutting her stuff like a model. Both Caleb and Cindy noted how much better her legs and buttocks looked with the heels on. Not larger, but definitely more shapely.
Unfortunately for Caleb, Jennifer had an ulterior motive. During one of her passes by him, she suddenly lifted her right leg in the air and slammed it into his face. The heel of her stiletto slashed into his eye painfully, causing him to reel back in pain as she left of a mad cackle. She took further advantage of the opening, proceeding to stomp on his chest with all the force she could muster.
"Jen, you're killing him!" Jacky yelled as Jennifer came to a stop. Caleb collapsed to the group, out of breath. Miraculously, he was uninjured. Even his eye was red but undamaged.
"He's fine!" Jennifer said, walking back to her seat. "Let that be a lesson to anyone who tries to cross me in this game..."
The rest of the group remained silent aside from Caleb's pained coughs. Jennifer always had a tendency to take things to the next level, but this was something else.
"Glad to see you're already using your gift, Jennifer. As you can see, there is no lasting damage so don't be afraid to indulge in it! But in any case, Caleb, it's your turn. What's your deepest, hottest, fantasy?"
Caleb, still in pain from the stomping...
