This choice: "何ですか。私の体？？", even her voice startled her. • Go Back... "Helen?" Bob's voice quavered, as he took in the change.
"ボブ", she answered with a nod. Her eyes pleading for him to understand. The hint of his name mangled but clear enough for him to nod his comprehension, and see that behind those stranger's eyes, a friend lurked.
A beam of green light swept across the room. A high-tech aircraft hung in the air, the beam was fired by a figure lurking in the door of the craft. As the light swung towards him, he heaving himself sideways, Bob crashed into the wall. Half buried their it took him a moment, break free.
The entire time, Helen was outlined in a green halo. Ripping an arm free he smashed the wall, diving to intercept the beam, to save her. The beam snapped off, before he could put himself in harm's way. The whine of engines rose in pitch, as the craft powered up, and sped off into the darkness. Only the sound of a sonic boom giving a hint to it's direction.
Helen started to shriek in agony. Clawing at her clothes she felt like she was being dipped in acid... or as if her clothes were soaked in acid. She clawed wildly at them, tossing them to the corner of the room. She stared at them, as if expecting them to attack, leap back, their visceral betrayal impossible to comprehend. It was only once she was completely naked that her shrill cries lessened. Her heart beating out of her chest, as she realised the pain was gone. With a gasp, she stopped her cries.
Aghast in horror, he almost crushed her in his embrace, as he hugged her to his side. Helen quivered from head to toe, every muscle trembling in shock. For comfort and modesty, Bob took her dressing gown, and slipped it onto her shoulders.
Helen erupted forward, her shoulders twitching and writhing as she pulled free from the dressing gown. She wanted to stamp on it, but was afraid it would sting her once more. Recoiling from the pooled dressing gown, she hugged Bob.
Whatever that green beam was, or did, it was impossible for her to wear clothes until this was fixed. She shuddered as waves of humiliation washed over her.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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