"Alright 18, when I say 'Return to normal' you'll do just that, and remember exactly what just happened, okay?" Yamcha said
"What do you mean, silly? I am normal" 18 giggled.
"Of course you are." Yamcha laughed "How about another cheer, 18. A nice sexy one for your favorite all-star!"
"Sure thing!" she chirped, winking at Yamcha.
"1, 2, 3, 4, here's the man we all adore!" she boomed as she began to sexily hop around Yamcha.
"5, 6, 7, 8, A man all ladies want to date!" she adds as she takes a moment to gently grind on Yamcha, before skipping to the center of the room, swaying her hips as she goes.
"9, 10, 11, 12, I'd love to have him for myself! Goooooo---" she began, as she turned and started shaking her ass
"Return to normal"
"oooOOD DAMMIT YAMCHA!" 18 roared, turning to face him with her face bright red, from both anger and embarrassment,
"Oh. Hey 18, how are you?" he joked. She quickly rushed to him, grabbing him by the collar of his shirt.
"DON'T. What the hell did you do to me?!" she fumed
"N-nothing! I didn't do anything!" he chuckled.
"Bullshit! Tell me what you did or I'm blow your damn head off!
Yamcha...