Eyes widening in shock from seeing his hand transform, Katelynn instinctively reaches out for his hand without even thinking of being hurt by it. It’s Jack after all and she trusts him with her whole heart not to intentionally hurt her.
“Wow..” she whispered, fingers sliding along the tendrils. “Would it be..weird if I said that even like this you’re really handsome?” Her cheeks blossomed into a blush, nibbling on her lower lip.
It was so weird. His hand had changed shape, but he could still feel with it – more acutely than ever, in fact. When Katelynn’s fingers twined with his, he could feel her pulse and the electric impulses in her skin.
He watched the blush spread across her mask-like white face, and wished he could smile. “I d-don’t think I am, but you’re sweet to s-say so.” Not hesitating this time, he reached out and stroked one tendril down her cheek tenderly. “I know you’re as beautiful as ever.”
Trying not to pull away and hurt his feelings in case he took at as a sign to not touch her, she merely looked down. It was sweet and she always enjoyed his caresses but she had seen herself in the mirror. “No…I look strange. I’d probably scare someone if I went out but…”
Unable to help it she reached out to smack her palm against his butt again and then pulled her hand back rapidly, holding onto it with her other arm. “I can’t stop doing that either..! My body wants me to go outside and do that to everyone on the street.” She was shaking slightly from trying to stop her feet from moving to the door.
“Maybe you can tell them it’s a costume?” he suggested weakly. “Or, uh, maybe use one of the watches?” He didn’t trust himself to use one, though. His limbs changed shape too easily now – one wrong move and the watch would slip off.
He made a comical squeak of surprise as she smacked his butt again. “Well, I don’t really mind, but I think other people would. Could you, uh, just stay away from people until this wears off?"
Jack wrapped one long black arm around her gently. Now that Katelynn had brought it up, he was feeling a strange urge of his own. He wanted to find … children? But why?
Jack Maple 