She taps her heels on the ground, looking you over. "Well, there's about a month until we arrive at my home planet, so-" "Wait," you
interrupt her, "We're already leaving?" "Yup." You frown. "Oh relax, I've enabled a time distorter to slow down normal time relative to us."
You tilt your head. "It means that only 7 hours will have passed in the 2 months it takes to get there, do the job, and get back from
everyone elses perspective."
"So," she continues, "I guess we can do whatever we want." You stare at her, still taking all this in. "What about piloting the ship?" "It's on
auto-pilot." "Oh."
An akward pause fills the air.
"So, since we're going to have a LOT of time together..." she says, smirking, "What do YOU want to do?" "Well..." you say, groping your
breasts once more. "Oh! I'll turn you back to normal right now-" "No, wait!" you say, as her finger hovers over the revert button. "I..." A grin
crosses over her face. "What? You don't mean to tell me you WANT to be my sexy doppelganger, do you?" Struggling to find the words,
you say...