I make it anatomically correct. Don’t you dare fucking start that shit again!” My voice makes her jump. Anime Malicious, more like. Have I made a friend? My muscles scream at me while I scream at the cave walls, cracking them with my power. Why must he insist on pissing me off? Has she really been here so long? She’s almost there; she just needs one little push. I sink blissfully into the tub and giggle when I notice the tip of my belly button poking out of the warm water. She half-carries me to Asmodeus’ throne room and leads my convulsing body toward the bed. As soon as it brushes against me I’m thrown over the edge, my middle lifted off the bed as if by a puppet master. She looks at me with utter horror and I feel a rush of embarrassment colour
