Willow went up and down the aisles of the lingerie section until she found Jenna sitting on a bench. She was texting on her phone. Paranoid, Willow peered over her shoulder to make sure she wasn't actually changing another sentence in the transformation app.
Jenna finally noticed her and turned, giving her a shit-eating grin. "Ay, Willow, what took you so long?"
"You are knowing damn well," the blonde huffed, letting out her pent-up exaspertaion. She glowered down at the Latina and put her hands on her hips. The motion of her shoulders caused her thick hair to fall over one eye, making for an unintentionally sexy pose.
Jenna covered her mouth and giggled. "You're such a babe like this. How do you like it?"
"You're changing me back right now. I'm not finding this funny."
"Come on, chica, it's just a little fun. Nobody knows who you really are, so even if there's something to be embarrassed about, they'll never remember you after you change back."
Willow frowned, pouting her cute lips, which only added to her alluring aura. She hated that Jenna had a point and wasn't about to admit it out loud. "If you're not going to be reversing any of this, let me be doing something to you." When she finished speaking, she grunted and rolled her eyes. "I'm sounding so dumb."
"You sound cute," Jenna said whimsically, still tapping away on her phone. Eventually, she turned the device around to show her girlfriend the screen and let her take it. The app was now displayed, and Jenna had already generated a sentence about herself.
Willow took the phone and checked the sentence, which read: "Jenna Grande has mid-back-length hair, light brown skin, unpainted nails, and thick, dark eyebrows." Willow glanced down at Jenna, who was watching her with curiosity.
"You're being too excited for this," the blonde groaned. Getting no reply, she turned her eyes back to the phone. She liked these things about her girlfriend. There wasn't something that stuck out to her as a fun change. She could make her bald, maybe. But that felt like punishing both of them; Willow still wanted to enjoy oogling her. Jenna's changes to her had largely been making Willow sexier at her own expense, so she felt like repaying her in kind.
"Ah, I'm knowing good change to make." She typed a few letters and then confirmed.
Jenna looked down at herself, trying to notice what had changed. She didn't see anything, but after a second, she felt something shuffle down her back. She "eep"ed and jumped off the bench, whipping around to see what it could have been. All she caught was a dark blur scoot across the lower corner of her eye. Then something brushed her legs.
She turned to a nearby mirror and gasped. Her ponytail had gotten longer, by quite a lot. Now her dark hair was falling in a tightly gathered column straight down to her lower legs.
"Woah!" she exclaimed, forgetting to be subtle considering they were in a public place. "That's longer than I even thought I could grow it!"
"It's beautiful, too, and it is being pain in ass to keep clean," Willow said haughtily, and--she was shocked to discover---with a thick accent. It was some kind of eastern Europen accent that she couldn't quite place. "Hey, you're doing something to me again!"
Jenna looked at Willow through her reflection and shrugged, smirking. "Yeah, right before I handed over my phone. I had to get one more in before giving you power over me." The way she spoke, it sounded like she was giving a perfectly reasonable justification for her meddling. She turned around and walked back up to her girlfriend, running a hand through her long ponytail. A little wave rippled all the way down it. "It should help you. Now you have an explanation for speaking so weird."
"I wouldn't be having to be talking so weird if you aren't changing me like this." Willow furiously called up another sentence.
The phrase "Jenna Grande has mid-calf-length hair, light brown skin, unpainted nails, and thick, dark eyebrows" disappeared and was replaced by "Your mischievous girlfriend can easily understand Spanish and English." Perfect, she thought. She changed "English" to "Willow."
"Ay, qué estás haciendo?" the brunette asked.
"I'm swiching up playing field. Who is best English speaker now?" Willow turned the phone around to show Jenna the screen.
Jenna squinted at the words. Concentrate as she might, she couldn't figure them out. "Esta tontería?"
"What language are you speaking right now, Jenna, babe?" Willow asked huskily.
"Ing--" The Latina's eyes opened wide. "No... Willow!"
The blonde smiled innocently. "I'm supposing you are having to be relying on me as translator for while."