"Alright, that's it!" Nancy shouted, her bitchy attitude returning. "I demand that you turn me back to normal."
Maybe I was beginning to feel the power I now had, but her shouting at me just made me want to play with her a little more. Smiling, I said, "Define normal."
That brought her up short. "What do you mean?"
"Well," I explained, "normal's relative, right? By normal, you could mean back to the way you were when I first came in here. Or, maybe you mean make you
normal for your current appearance."
"What? Now, look here..."
I didn't let her finish. "Now, let's see. What would be normal for a naked woman with golden skin." I let my face take on a "Eureka!" expression. "I've got it. I wish
you were..."