Warning – contains raceplay and forced transformation
“What the hell are you doing?”
“I”m supposed to be here, remember?”
“Oh.” she said, wondering how she could forget she had invited him over? “OK. What were you doing here anyway?”
“You were…” he paused, distracted with something on the small gizmo he had in his hand “…you were about to apologize for being such a bitch to me.”
She scoffed. “I really doubt that.”
He typed away furiously at the the small screen in front of him, then looked up with a distrustful smile. “Oh, I think that’s exactly what you’re going to do.”
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