"So, wait - you've been going around giving girls super powers?", Whitney asked looking at Arnold, her eyes and body posture suggested that things with her were taking a turn, one that Arnold had initially expected but had hoped wouldn't happen.

"Why? Is this something you do to pick up chicks, Arnold? Oh my god, that's it, isn't it!?! You did this to try and get into my pants. I thought you were different Arnold, but you're worse than all of them! Men!", she shouted to the heavens in exasperation.

Arnold was about to voice his rebuttal when Whitney said, "Well, you started on her first - what was the plan? Turn someone hot enough and powerful enough and they might fuck you as reward? Well, go ahead then, give it a try with Tricia here - see just how strong and sexy you can make her, and see if that makes her want you. I fucking doubt it. Seriously, MEN!", with that Whitney shot out through the hole in the ceiling she had made earlier, leaving Arnold staring at the space in the store she used to occupy - and beyond that at Tricia.

Arnold had a thought ringing around in his mind thanks to Whitney - see how strong and sexy you can make Tricia. And the little voice in the back of his head was saying, 'Oh yes, I can make her REALLY strong and sexy - but she's gonna hate me for taking off on her to go change Whitney. This will be fun.'

Arnold groaned - part out of concern at his future, part out of arousal at the fact that Tricia's clothing was starting to look tighter still.