016 [Action - forward dated to Saturday morning]

[deathsdoctor]

Sumire, quit it…

[Ah, the trials of pet ownership. Especially pet ownership on a Saturday morning when all you want to do is sleep in and the cat? The cat won’t quit until she gets a little love and attention.

Even if it means she has to use such underhanded tactics as kneading a guy in the breasts with her claws out.




…

… breasts!?]

HNN!

[Yeah, he – wait, no, she, has nothing more to say about that. Female. Woman. Right. Like he… argh… SHE had a run in with Emporio Ivankov, and this is just a Devil Fruit effect. Rolling out of bed now. Staring in the mirror.]




[Okay. One thing more.]

… hnnn… great. I need coffee.

[And a bra. Or better yet, bindings. Icons really don’t do justice to how bosomy Law is for such a slender frame. OP woman you know.

Or she can just let it all hang free.

… so tempting right now…

But coffee first. PRIORITIES.]

[You can catch the lady in question stalking into town not too long after. You see… the clothing problem hasn’t stopped at bras and other lacy unmentionable related troubles. Comes with the territory of being a slender but muscular guy and suddenly finding yourself in possession of some damn hips – we don’t lie – but as tempting as just saying fuck it all and going stark naked, Law rather likes her dignity.

After that, it’s the flower shop for some seeds for herbs. Lunch is next… maybe she’ll even poke up to Cloud Nine out of curiosity, and then it’s time for some hardcore training just so she can get used to this body. Her center of gravity is so off right now.

After that… who knows? Lady Law here will be all over the place. Catch her wherever.]

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Comments

[deathsdoctorine]

No problem.

[fierybluebird]

So how is your roommate taking all this. [Sly grin. He's the worst. The very worst.]

[deathsdoctorine]

[So awful.]

She is unimpressed with all this so far. Especially with the pervert this morning.

[fierybluebird]

Whoa, he got changed too, huh?

How bloody is the pervert now?

[deathsdoctorine]

... I wouldn't say the pervert in question was bloodied. Now mentally scarred on the other hand...

[fierybluebird]

[Smirks.]

Oh this I have to hear details about.

1/2

[deathsdoctorine]

Well, he was teleported into my bed while I was inspecting the damage in the mirror. Which yes, meant I was naked at the time. He immediately began to ruminate on the highlights on my body and how I stacked up to other women in Luceti.

As things would have it, his thoughts were appearing in bubbles above his head, so I got treated to a rather visual display of what was going in there. Apparently I'm stacked quite well, if you get my drift.

Done

[deathsdoctorine]

...

... so I decided to have some fun with him.

[fierybluebird]

Wow.

Oh? [Grin widens.] What'd you do?

[deathsdoctorine]

He kinda recognized me so I let him guess at my identity a bit.

Finally he realized I am, in fact, a man. And he had been lusting after a man. The Horror. [Amused sarcasm] Honestly, the way he reacted to the revelation was as if I had been swinging around on a stripper pole and then strutted up to give him a lap dance before that little bombshell hit home.

So he frantically began to deny everything, not aware his thoughts were showing. So I went about... [Sultry stretch.] reminding him of what really had transpired.