"That's enough," Jace said.
At first, he just wanted to have so fun. At worst, he figured Sarah would have just pulled a weapon on him or sothing of the sort; he never imagined she would actually go ahead and start feeling him up!
But he hadn't stopped her, mostly because Sarah was feeling conflicted as to whether Ellen was actually Ellen or Jace, and she was genuinely getting turned on by the whole situation. All of this was actually good for Jace, as he could feel his potion digesting a little because of this situation.
Nonetheless, this was as far as it could go.
Sarah's face was still near his. He looked into Sarah's eyes; her expression was completely blank, her lips parted—likely due to the surprise. "Sarah, I know you have so weird kinks, but I never imagined you would cheat on Nat—"
Before he could even complete his sentence, Sarah snapped out of her daze, stood up, and threw a heavy punch right at Jace's jaw.
'Punch!'
The impact was strong enough that Jace was literally thrown off the couch, landing on the floor six feet away.
"Oww!" Jace clutched his jaw.
He had, of course, seen the punch coming with his Clown premonition, but it seed like Sarah was pretty angry with him, so he had deliberately let her hit him to quench her anger.
But he had to admit, that punch packed quite the power. It was to be expected, since a Sequence 6 Hypnotist possessed bulletproof scales on their body and had significantly enhanced physical attributes.
Nonetheless, he had actually softened the bones in his jaw using his Bone softening power, so it didn't hurt as much as it looked, but he still had to play along and pretend that it hurt.
"That was uncalled for, Sarah!" he groaned.
"You bastard! You went that far and played with , and for what?! To digest your potion? I'm gonna kill you, Jace!" Sarah spat in pure anger.
She bent down, pulled the revolver from under the couch cushion, and pointed it directly at Jace.
"Whoa—whoa! Calm down, Sarah," Jace said, quickly getting up from the floor with his hands raised high in the air.
"What did I even do? I just took on a female appearance and beca friends with you in order to digest my potion," he justified himself in simple words.
Sarah placed her finger firmly on the trigger and pulled the hamr back with a tallic click. "Took on a female appearance and beca friends with ?! Then what was that earlier thing all about!?" Sarah demanded an explanation, rage flushing her face.
Jace sighed and put his hands down. He carefully dusted and adjusted his green dress, since he was still technically in Ellen's form, even though his voice had reverted to his original one.
"That's not on , that was all you. I thought you would use hypnotic Telepathy or pull weapons on to interrogate , but you just straight up started violating ..., Now calm down, take a seat, and let's talk about it," Jace replied reasonably.
Sarah took a few deep, ragged breaths. She finally set the gun down on the table and sat back on the couch angrily with a pout on her face. She realized, logically, that this was partially on her as well.
After a minute of cooling down, Jace was the one to break the silence. "You know, it was my initial plan to take on your appearance, trick Natalie into believing I was you, and live with her for a few days."
That successfully caught her interest. The anger instantly faded from her expression, and Jace could see a sudden glint of excitent dancing in her eyes.
"Then why didn't you?" she asked, staring intently at Jace.
"Well, Natalie is a Hunter. Her senses are incredibly sharp, so she likely would have figured it out right away. Perhaps it will be possible later, once I digest more of my potion," he answered.
"I see. Then let's do it later," she said.
Jace realized at this point that Sarah wasn't actually genuinely angry at him for tricking her. The only reason she had flared up was due to the fact that she had secretly enjoyed touching 'Ellen', which likely made her feel incredibly guilty.
They started discussing various things about what they did in past few months, even going so far as to brainstorm how they might actually pull off a trick like that on Natalie in the future.
After several minutes of talking, Sarah finally asked the question she had been dying to ask. "So... how was it?"
"What?" Jace asked, a look of slight confusion on his face.
"You know... sex with Natalie," Sarah asked shyly, quickly averting her gaze from Jace.
They had actually never talked about this topic, as this was their first real eting since that night.
"O—oh, that, huh?" Jace's voice turned instantly awkward, and he looked away, not entirely sure how to handle the subject.
"Did you ask Natalie? What did she say?" he asked instead of answering directly.
Sarah finally turned back to Jace, saying in a low voice, "Well, at first she always ignored my questions. But after pestering her about it, she finally said that... you were very docile and receptive... and that she completely dominated you... until you were moaning and crying in pleasure." Sarah carefully looked Jace's expression as she said the lines.
But his face remained entirely blank. After a mont, he closed his eyes, rubbed his temples, and said, "Sarah, it looks like you have been lied to."
Jace then explained exactly what had transpired that night—that it was actually Natalie who had been docile and receptive, and it was her who had been moaning in pleasure.
"I... don't believe it," Sarah whispered. But in reality, it actually made sense. It was no wonder Natalie had been so reluctant to talk about it, and as a Spectator, Sarah had definitely noticed sothing off when Natalie had spun that story to her.
"Believe what you want, but I still can't believe you get to hit that every night." He was, of course, talking about Natalie. Jace had to admit that Natalie's body was amazing; he couldn't help but feel a bit envious of Sarah.
"Hehe~" Sarah chuckled softly, her voice suddenly turning seductive. "You know, if you want her, I could just ask her to do it again. Do you want that, Jace?~" A glint of amusent and mischief lit up her face.
'Does she really think she can play gas with ?'
Jace smiled. Since he was still in Ellen's beautiful appearance, his smile looked beautiful aswell.
"You are such a naughty girl, Sarah~" he said, shifting his voice back to Ellen's soft and seductive tone.
He hooked a single dainty finger into the modest collar of the green dress, pulling it down slightly to reveal the fair swell of his fake breasts, and leaned forward with a sensual gaze.
"You like , don't you? Isn't that why you touched earlier? If you want to do it again, I really don't mind~" he purred in a smooth, teasing tone.
Sarah's gaze involuntarily lingered on 'Ellen's' cleavage, and she swallowed hard.
But then her brain short-circuited as she rembered that the pretty woman sitting in front of her wasn't a woman at all.
She snatched the poetry book right off the table and threw it directly at Jace's face.
'Thwack!' Jace casually swatted the book away with his hand, laughing.
"Take your true appearance or get out of my house," she snapped, looking away with flushed cheeks.
Jace chuckled and did exactly what she requested.
He altered his form, shapeshifting back into his true male appearance. "Here. Happy now?" he said in his regular voice.
Sarah turned to look at him, but her face froze instantly. She clamped a hand over her lips to hold back her laughter, but failed miserably. "Pff!—Hahaha!"
Only then did Jace realize that, despite having his male face and body back, he was still wearing the green, lacy won's dress.
"'Ha ha', very funny. Now, can you please give so proper clothes?" he asked in a annoyed tone.
"Haha—no way!, Jace, you are not getting any other clothes here. Besides, you look quite pretty in that dress, haha!" Sarah replied, tears gathering in the corners of her eyes as she continued to laugh hysterically.
Jace sighed. "If that's how you want to play it, fine."
He initiated the shapeshifting process again.
His hair grew out long and flowing, his jawline softened into elegant lines, and his chest swelled beneath the fabric once more.
But this ti, it wasn't Ellen's face. This was a completely unique face he had created by mirroring his own natural features. This was a female version of Jace—his own face, replicated in a feminine features that anyone looking at her would assu she was Jace's identical twin sister.
"How about this?" Jace asked, looking straight at Sarah. His voice was technically his own, but pitched much softer and higher, sounding exactly like a girl's.
Sarah, witnessing the shapeshifting ability for the first ti, stared in amazent at the flawless transformation.
She instantly moved closer on the couch and began inspecting Jace's new body, starting directly with his face.
She held his chin, pulling lightly at his cheeks and running her fingers through his long hair.
Then she checked his neck and moved down to the fake breasts, fondling them with an expression of professional curiosity rather than lust. Finally, her hands traced down to his narrow waist.
Jace sat perfectly quiet as Sarah thoroughly inspected the physical changes. But just as her hand slipped lower and brushed against his thighs, he firmly caught her wrists with his own hands, stopping her.
"No, no. Buy a dinner first~" Jace joked with a smirk.
But Sarah didn't seem to find his attempt at humor funny at all. She kept a completely straight face, her gaze dropping downward, staring intently at the crotch area covered by the green dress.
She tilted her head up to look Jace in the eyes. "Is it... still there?" she asked a little hesitantly, though Jace could swear he saw a flash of sothing strange in her eyes.
"Yes, Sarah, it's still there, this is just a physical transformation not a genetic" Jace explained softly.
He distinctly caught a flash of slight disappointnt in Sarah's eyes.
'I gotta go ho. This chick is weird as hell.'
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A/N:- This might be the biggest chapter yet.
*1 Bonus chapter per 100 power stones.
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