Jon finished eating, all the while looking at his handiwork. The girls did look beautiful, and nearly superhuman. Their calves, their shoulders, their breasts! Just, woah. And even their hair seemed to shine with an unnatural light.
Jon shifted his hips, opening his legs. Damned erections in public spaces.
"Hmm... I wonder if I can make more like them..." He thought. "Yeah, that would be sweet. But wouldn't that cheap--" His thought was interrupted by a shifting behind him. The itching between his shoulder blades was intense.
At that moment he felt dainty hand tap on his shoulder. Cleaning his mouth with a napkin, he turned to see who it was.
