6. [new life]
Chapter 6
[new life]
H er chest heaved, which made her big teats jiggle. My eyes traced her body. She was plump and curvy. I liked her body. It was a nice one. Her green eyes were full of kindness and concern as she looked above me. But it was her jiggling teats that got most of my attention. I’m not sure why I whipped out the vines. It was primal, but her heaving chest jiggling her breasts was doing something to me. I shifted on my feet as a bulge arose in my pants. I ignored it.
“Are you going to let me go? I really need to take a shower,” she said. Her voice tone had shifted slightly and a new interesting scent filled the air.
I frowned and released her. She walked down the hall towards the bathroom. “If you are mostly humanoid, where have you been like…doing your business?”
“I haven’t consumed much to need to do that. But if I had, I would go to the woods like the animals.”
Lisette groaned. “How much magic do you have? If you can do that with vines, can you shift into a human?”
Her body jiggled as she stood in the bathroom. She removed the bra and her pants. The bulge in my pants thumped at my pants with eagerness. I wasn’t entirely sure what this was. She stepped into the shower and the water flipped on. “You only know what happened cause you saw me do it in the garden?” she asked over the spray.
“Yes.”
“We need to name you. Anything sound good to you?”
“I don’t know.”
“I guess it would be too on the nose if I called you Jack.”
“Why?” I leaned against the wall and crossed my arms over my chest.
“It’s a thing. Pumpkin Jack.”
“Oh. You will have to introduce it to me.”
Her laugh filled the bathroom, and I loved the throaty sound of it. I saw her cry so many times and the anger that consumed me as I remember what he did to her, I couldn’t handle it. Lisette deserved happiness. She deserved all the laughter and happiness in the world. She was perfect.
“Fuck, how could you stand next to me? This water is so fucking gross.”
“I grew in dirt.”
“Oh, yeah, that’s probably something. Shit, nature, piss and dirt. I think I need to deep clean my hair. Did I move much? I’m shocked it’s not more knotted than it currently is.”
“The magic kept you stable.”
“What if I need to cut these out?” she moaned.
I reflected on her gorgeous brown mane that reminded me of the trunks of an oak tree. “You’ll be beautiful anyway, with short or long hair. There is beauty in everything.” Something crashed inside the shower. “Human, do you require assistance?”
“No. I’m fine. Dropped the bottle. You don’t have to stay near.”
“Your gait was off. I am making sure you are fine.”
“How do you know that?”
“I have watched you for months. Your movements are off compared to now.”
“What do you mean?”
“I don’t know how to explain it. I know you are weak. That is all.”
She hummed. Silence stretched between us before the water cut off. The curtain shifted, and she pulled a towel from over the rail. The witch stepped out and looked at me. “Do I look steady?”
I shook my head. “No. You need to eat. I’ve seen you eating bars of some sort in the garden. Have you consumed anything since you woke up?”
A small smile appeared on her face as she looked at me with curiosity. “I probably should get dressed. I don’t want my tits distracting you,” she said with a laugh. She swanned past me and walked to her room. She pulled clothes out and dropped the towel. Heat filled my body, and I turned immediately.
“What is your name?” I asked. “It’s Lisette, right?”
“Yes, Lisette. But what is yours?”
“I don’t have one. Do I really need one?”
“Can I name you?” Something about her naming me sent a pulse of … something inside me. I wanted her to name me, like a claiming.
“I guess.”
She hummed and put her clothes on. The floorboards creaked underneath her and she paused. “Oh, you turned around. How polite.” Lisette stepped beside me and looked at me with her beautiful, kind eyes. Now I could see the swirls of brown near her pupils. She contorted her mouth as she looked at me.
“We should get you clothes, but that would involve going to town. I’m not good with glamours.”
I sighed. “I think…if I practice, I could shift my features temporarily.”
Another smile quirked up. “Oh, so definitely like Cinderella.”
“I’ll have to see.” It could hurt, but I like the witch’s smile and I want to see more of them.
Her eyes widened as joy crossed her face. It ached to see it. I had seen it so many times when she was gardening. If a new pumpkin sprouted, if someone bought a giant bag of vegetables, or if a kid showed her a bug. “It’s corny. You may hate it. Nolan. It’s like…if we go with Cinderella, Prince Charming, and then we go with reboots. And there it is.”
I shrugged. “Nolan it is.”
She tapped his chest. “It was almost Charming.”
“I would have accepted anything.”
Lisette tilted her head. “Food.” She pivoted on her heels and walked to the kitchen. “Would you like to eat?”
“I don’t know if I can.”
“You could try? I feel like pancakes! I can even make it pumpkin spice flavored,” she said before she cackled. “Oh god, that was bad! Sorry!”
“You are awfully perky for almost dying and being weak.” I liked to hear her laugh and see her smile. I needed to encourage more of those.
Lisette paused, holding her box of pancake mix. “This is my second chance at life. I’m going to recover and…I’ll figure it out.”
“I can help you.”
“You already have. You did amazing in the booth. I checked my card site. You’ve sold a lot for knowing nothing.” She blew a breath out. “Like I know I won’t have my normal pay, but that bit will be heaven sent.”
“I told you I watched you.”
She turned back to her cooking. “I’m making pancakes and if I faint, catch me.”
“Of course. Do I stand or sit?”
She paused, dumping the powder into a bowl. “Anywhere you want. Am I going to school you on like human-ing?”
I grinned “Yes.”
She laughed and hummed as she stirred the mix.
“This is the first time you’ve laughed in a while.”
Lisette’s smile faded. “I’ve smiled.”
“It never reached your eyes except for the few times it happened in the garden.”
“You weren’t there all the time.”
“I was there when you died. I carried you to your bed.”