Mark enjoyed watching the naked, but fur-covered Aidan scratching himself silly while still reading his book. Maybe that would be his next target, but he had to get home soon, and didnīt want to bore Aidan to death right now.
The next day was just as long, if not longer for Mark. He itched for another change for Aidan, and all that was hindered by his and Aidanīs classes.
This time he and Aidan were in Aidanīs flat rather quickly. And just as quickly, Mark got Aidanīs attention. Aidan, from now on you will have a craving for fruits, primary bananas. You will also start to groom you fur instead of showering. And you will easier be throwing tantrums and throw things around, but be careful about it to not hit anyone with them.
Aidan looked at him in bafflement. It took him a few second to respond. Mark, please. You know I love fruits, just not bananas. Do you want me to destroy my flat that you make me more aggressive? Also, wonīt I reek like hell if I only groom myself? Please, donīt do
Can I have a banana from you, please? Aidan finished as his mind altered, and seeing Mark have some bananas lying right next to himself was too much for him.
Sure, here Mark said, grinning, as he throws the bananas over to Aidan. Aidan catches them easily mid-air, and was quick to stuff his mouth with one. Mark laughed at the display, more so when Aidan just throws the peel away with no care in the world.
Soon, the bananas are all eaten, and Aidan, angry for not having more, threw his school bag around, and Mark was sure more than one of Aidanīs finer tools would be broken by this. Not that he would need them much longer anyway. Just tomorrow, as far as Mark was concerned. It wasnīt long before Mark left Aidan on his own, heading home.