Predictable Results

*Alright,* I smirked to myself. *So far, so good. Now to heat things up...* I muttered quickly under my breath, "I wish I had the hottest, sexiest body Dani's ever seen, the kind she has most intimate fantasies about..." There was a momentary flash of light, and I frowned as Dani looked about five inches taller. *What, she's got a thing for short guys?* Then I looked down. Breasts. I had... Two. Large. Feminine. Sexy. Breasts! What I was wearing looked more suitable for Lara Croft than Aragorn, and certainly would never be worn by anyone who wasn't a *girl*. "It was really brave of you, Jan, saving me from that dog-thing..." Dani smiled at me flirtatiously. "I wish there was some way I could properly thank you..." I had to smile back. I mean, after all, it's not every day some hot lesbian chick flirts with you... "I'm sure you'll come up with *something*, Miss Dani."