>>1789444Your hair is now bright green. The hair on your head, that is. The hair between your legs is still black, what's left of it. It's been trimmed neatly into the shape of a heart. You can tell, because your panties are now crotchless. The laser has no effect on skin or flesh, it turns out. It passed right through your hands like an X-ray. But it deals with hair and cotton just fine.
You haven't had enough time to process all this before a third shampoo-hand shoots out of the wall behind you, reaches between your thighs and gooses you where you don't want to be goosed. When it withdraws, the loveheart is bright green as well.
"So with all that I feel like I deserve a bigger-"
The hand gives you a shove.
Moto is cut short by the bathroom door behind her sliding open and you tumbling out, soaking and frantic. She only half-turns before you slam into her, knocking her over onto the carpet. The phone goes flying from her hand. The stun pistol she's holding goes flying as well. You roll over one another a couple of times before you wind up on top of her, both momentarily too surprised to move. You look at her. She looks at you. She's six feet tall, platinum blonde hair, wearing a cocktail dress. You're five foot eight, bright green hair, wearing next to nothing. You both look at the stun pistol.
A) Grab the pistol
B) Use martial arts
C) Make a run for it
D) Cut a deal with her
