Slowly I wake up again with a purr as I stretch and sigh ever so blissfully. Even just a glance at one of my arms shows me that using so much of my power is starting to tan my skin as if I was my own silvery sun, and I can’t help but feel beyond delighted in it, delighted in knowing just how perfect everything is now that I’m a member of Chronos. Everything changed so quickly and I’ve changed with it, but only for the better.

I have a purpose, I have aim, and I have a job that lets me help the people that are so used to helping others they don’t know how to help themselves. My silly little shadow refused The Lady’s invitation, but now she gets to be happy anyway. I cuddle up with my kitty who fell asleep right along with me, and all I can think about is just how happy I am and just how perfect all of my new life is.

My kitty cuddles me back, and I can’t help but be amazed at just how wonderful she is. I’d known her in another life, but now she’s so much happier than she ever was before. “Morning my lovely little kitty…” With a giggle I nuzzle more against her, just faintly kissing her cheek as I stretch and squirm against her. “Bestest little kitty ever…”

She purrs and stretches right along with me, and as always just loves the attention. She always does, always attentive and never in a bad mood. She’s even better than a normal kitty! Today is already looking good. Yesterday was great, I can only hope today will be as fruitful.

Every day since I’ve gotten here just gets better and better and better… Giggling with pure bliss is something I just can’t resist as I reach up to lightly claw behind my good little kitty’s eat. “So very lovely… I never want to let go or get up… I might just have to get you a little kitty friend so you’re not so lonely if I ever have to go on any longer missions…” Very slowly I squirm back just enough to plant a soft kiss to the very tip of her nose. “I probably will have a new assignment sooner or later. Come on kitty, we need to get up and start the day!” Giggling and stretching a little bit more before getting up I start to combat the enemies that never go away forever even around Her: Gravity, and fatigue.

As if my head had a day planner installed in it my day stretches out before me. I have a meeting with Her in the early afternoon, and until then I have a lot of options. My Pillow is nowhere to be seen, and I worry about her just a bit before I suppose that she must be busy with something important, and I still don’t know just how well my work on Dust took… Not to mention that Pink soap and shampoo is still just waiting in the shower.

My life is perfect. Sure, there’s the struggles with the other girls, but to be perfectly honest since I love winning or losing even if I might not like losing as it’s happening, it’s a win either way. I’ll need to check on Dust later, at the very least to tease her, or at the most to get myself a nice little kitty, or a pretty gothic maid to attend to her… But it’s the first thing in the morning, so I should see about taking that shower. I can just imagine how wonderful that pink shampoo will feel. I can’t bring myself to want to resist, and a little indulgence can’t hurt. “Kitty, keep yourself occupied little dear, I’m going to go clean up…” With a wink I step off into the bathroom.

Kitty mewls out from behind me as I step into the bathroom and yet another surprise is waiting for me. On my mirror a soft cotton pink color is smeared over it, spelling out “The shade would look great on you.” Sitting just underneath the mirror sits the lipstick that was obviously used to write it.

I bite my lip in worry as I lift up the lipstick and open it up, just staring at it for a long moment. Should I? I know what will happen. I know that I know what will happen. It still doesn’t stop me though as I delicately slide the color across my lips. It’s just such an addictive taste even if I know that it could quite possibly melt my brain right out, or just turn it off.

Looking in the mirror my now soft pink lips grin back at me, surrounded by my silver stained skin, but my lips look completely transformed. They look almost like tasty candy right on my face.

Slowly I slide my tongue out to trace over that smooth sweet candy. I can’t resist, and I hope that I won’t regret that. They taste just like… No, no the special taste is just at first, but below that is a wonderful under current of pure sweetness, that feels like a softer, more subtle version of Pink’s lips. I watch the mirror for just a little bit longer before I finally pull myself away from he mirror to start up the water and wait for it to get warm.

I’m not sniffing the air, but suddenly a strange smell starts to fill the room. The steam rising in the shower smells and feels like a freshly licked mint, and the water seems to just be slightly colored… It seems that the showerhead is the same color of pink as a growing amount of things in my bathroom. I have to wonder when Pink found the time to do this.

This worries me just a faint little bit, or rather it makes me think that I should be worried about this, but the more that steam starts to flow and I slowly slide in… Pink showerhead, pink lipstick, pink soap, pink shampoo… This is not the smartest thing I’ve ever done, but I know at the very least that She would never let anything go too far, so it’s a modicum of safe… With a smelting shrug as that mindless water streams over me and makes me quiver I reach out for the shampoo. I’ve been curious about that since the first time I saw it.

The bottle is bright and happy and pink. On the front it says “Rinse and repeat!” in bright and shiny letters. Slowly that slightly sweet smelling pink steam continues to fill the room, and feels better by the moment as it does.

I smile to myself with another shiver at the water as I squirt some of it out and take a deep breath to inhale and smell all of that steam as I raise my hands up to start to massage the shampoo into my scalp.

It feels like any other shampoo at first, but a little bit cold as it slicks into my hair, feeling slightly sweet as my fingers work it more into my scalp, lathering it up. The steam smells like childhood, and the shampoo oddly feels nothing like the soap had, it just feels like normal shampoo as I work it in, but it does make my scalp tingle in a special sort of way, but any shampoo can do that…

To be honest, I’m the slightest little bit disappointed. It’s just a little bit, but maybe a little bit of me wanted that feeling of writhing as all of that pink soap swirled down the drain… But I keep it up, indulging in the sweet smell of the steam, and after I rinse it off, I do just what it says and start it over again.

As the next dose of the pink goo gets worked into my scalp, it almost feel like the first coat is still there, tingling, setting and… It almost feels like it sinks, like maybe its drifting down through my scalp and through my skull, cool sweet shampoo working in as my fingers just keep massaging it, as that first dose of goo rests against my mind, and I can feel it starting to coat over it.

A soft little sound slides out from between my candy lips as I feel that sweetness slide deeper as my fingers continue to press. It feels just so nice, and my eyes melt closed as I relax and just let it coat up my mind…

My fingers feel like they’re running across my slicked up mind, as if they’re working up a lather inside of my head and forcing that soapiness to run in every little nook and cranny. It’s like her pink sweetness is filling up my silvery brain… It almost feels like it’s coating it just as easily as the lipstick coated my lips, turning silver to perfect pretty sugary pink. It’s just so tasty, yummy, sugar, spice, all that good stuff and more…

Keeping the faint moan in my lips is practically impossible as I feel it sinking deeper, inside of me, and I just feel so very soapy, so very pink inside of all of my silver, and I run my tongue back over my lips, melting in the water, the taste, the smell of the steam.

Jarring me for just a moment a soft mewl comes from the doorway and my cute little shadow kitty peaks her head in questioningly. She was probably drawn by the sweet smell of the steam as that soapy wet lather just keeps melting deeper into my brain, coating it, changing it, making it not just coated in it, but making it all of those wonderful sensations, and my lips taste like ice cream against my tongue.

“Kitty…” My voice almost sounds like a mewl, or it is a mewl. I don’t know, its easier and better to just feel that sweet pinkness, that steam, my brain melting into that sweet sugary sensation, lips just so delicious and I can’t help but keep tasting them as I can feel myself turning limp.

My kitty pads in slowly, looking up at me with another soft mewl as she watches me, and I just smile and sigh, working that goo in more. Biting my lip, my pink pink lip, I watch her and pull my fingers away, moving to just let it rinse out from my hair as I sigh, feeling just so… So… Pink. “Such a… good kitty…”

Warm water just keeps running down my body, leaving perfect lovely trails of sugar, as that water pounds against my head and all the way in to where that soap is still soaking my brain, as I just let the shampoo drip down and out and off, and my brain just feels so slick and soapy and perfect, making the water feel even better as it keeps moving against me in just a beyond perfect way. I’ve never felt quite like this before, never quite… Kitty pads a bit closer and mewls again, and I just smile.

The sweet sugary feeling is filling my every pore and I can’t help but love it, especially that water pounding into my brain, sweet water, so slick and soapy, so sweet as I watch my kitty with a sigh. “What’re you up to kitty…?”

She mewls again, as if I should be understanding or something as she moves closer, still looking up at me and shifting her head, mewling as if asking something or just being curious as she sniffs at the steam. I mewl right along with her, watching her and blushing faintly. I feel so slow around the edges, I don’t think I could understand her all that well even if she was making sense. Maybe I’ll make it so she can talk later, that might be handy. “You… Do you want to come in sweetie?”

Shadow hesitates at the edge of the shower in her very cute black bikini like ensemble, mewling, pawing at the shower, as if trying to get my attention. Even as she does, the water just keeps pounding on my brain.

I don’t know what’s going on so I just watch her and blink a little, melting and sighing at all of that sweet watery feeling. It feels like its just sliding all inside of me, filling me perfectly. “Oh is… Is… Someone here? The door…?” I tip my head, wondering just why she’s so insistently curious. What does she want to say?

She just mewls again, pawing at the invisible line of the open shower. She’s still trying to get my attention, but I still can’t understand why. The water just keeps pounding into my mind, over and over again. For just a moment it seems to find a place that makes the sweetness flare and feel almost bright as that soap just keeps making me feel so slick and smooth inside of my head.

I don’t get what my kitty is getting at, I just feel so delightfully strange… slowly with a sigh I pull away from the water with a mewl, worried that what kitty is trying to tell ms is important. “Kitty…? Ooh, might need to make you able to talk, sometimes…” Carefully I try to stumble out of the shower and surprisingly don’t fall

The steam seems less in the room now, and once I’m out of the water it stops pounding on my brain even if that sweet taste keeps to drip over me. Kitty backs up, mewling, obviously wanting me to follow her.

Whimpering a little more I grab up a towel and start to wipe off the smears and the drips before wrapping the towel around myself with a bit of a pout. “Okay…” I decide to just follow her, biting my bottom lip again to taste that pink on it.

The towel is stained pink, and my kitty just keeps leading me out, nuzzling the door shut behind us and leading me over to the couch. She reaches up and just paws at it, mewling.

Curious and confused, feeling just so pink I move over to the couch and take a seat, patting beside me. “Come on kitty… I don’t understand?”

Shadow hops up onto the couch and just keeps mewling, but instead of worried she seems very happy, extremely happy just to have me out here on the couch. She seems beyond content to just nuzzle against me and cuddle close.

“I… oh! Were you lonely sweetie?” I tilt my head to the side and nuzzle into her in return, reaching up to pet her hair, and then slowly pet down her back. “Is that it…?”

In response all she does is mewl, but it doesn’t seem so much an answer and more of just her being cute. She keeps nuzzling into me before hopping off for a moment and disappearing, reappearing with a wash cloth, and starts to rub it over my hair, seeming to try to soak up all of the pink.

Watching her a bit dazed I still manage to smile bright enough. My body feels fine, it’s my mind that feels beyond slow. “Aww, you wanted to protect me from Pink, is that it?”

She mewls again and keeps rubbing at my hair, obviously trying to get more out but almost rubbing it deeper which makes me shudder just a bit. Her next mewl is apologetic as she just nuzzles against me, smiling and purring in her ever so cute way.

Smiling just a little bit more I sigh happily and just watch my kitty, clawing lightly over her scalp with the occasional giggle that’s more than just occasional. “Silly girl…you are so good to me.” She purrs and preens at the attention, nuzzling into me and stretching cutely as she rolls about looking so very much like a kitty in woman form.

“Aww! I’m so very glad I got a kitty… She’s been so sweet to both of us.” Purring a little bit myself I lean close to very gently kiss the tip of my little shadow’s nose. “Hmm… Wanna go pay a visit to one of my special friends with me?”

She tilts her head as if to nod, and mewls for a moment before cutely pawing at her own face obviously because of the kiss. I giggle at the sight and kiss her nose again before standing up and slipping into another set of the same clothes I was wearing before I went on my mission before I lead the kitty out and close the door behind is. “You’ll just love her… Hmm, this will be such a lovely site! Are you a happy kitty girl?” With a little sway to my hips I start to lead the way to Dust’s room.

Bouncing and nodding kitty follows along. She looks so very happy, and mewls from time to time as we walk. She behaves just wonderfully, and before long we’re at the door to the Goth’s room. With a grin I knock on the door and press my hips out to the side as I wait, reaching down to claw at my kitty’s scalp again as I wait. I can just imagine how well Dust is holding up after our run in.

There’s no answer from the door, but my cute little kitty does purr and tilt her head again. She sniffs at the edge of the door once oddly, shaking her head as if she got a nose full of dust, but then she mewls. Obviously she agrees with me, it doesn’t feel all that bad.

“Aww little dear, be careful, you don’t want to get too dusty.” Smiling wider I open up the door and step in, calling out as soon as I’m inside. “Hey, Dustilicious?” A long slow moan that rings out from inside of the darkness is the only answer, and that thick smell of dust already surrounds me.

The moan makes me shiver, and the moan along with that sweetly familiar smell lets me know just how well this visit is going to turn out. I start to step in, looking around slowly and not even trying to keep the grin off of my face. “Aww… Have you been dusting yourself to exhaustion little dear?” In the darkness her pale, almost glowing form moans and arches. All around her the gothic girl is surrounded by piles of dust, and she just keeps rolling in it. She doesn’t seem able to form words, just long slow groans.

My grin just grows wider as I kneel down beside her, reaching out to ever so faintly caress over her cheek. “And to think, you just love doing this to others, I doubt anyone had ever even dreamed of getting to do this to you…” She arches again, eyes that are such a dull, empty grey turn to me, and I can just imagine her seeing those lips as a silver in the mirror. She moans, that tight grey skull shirt covered in her dust as her pale arms very slowly flail.

My hand slowly moves down, and very slowly traces the outline of the skull and then the outline of both of the eye sockets. “My good little Dust… So pretty, and so perfect in your own little way…” Slowly my grin turns to a smile as I look over to the kitty. “Do you want Dusty to be your new little playmate?”

When I look to kitty she’s pawing at a pile o dust and sniffing at it, moving away from it and then sneezing. She looks just so damned adorable and I squeal happily. Slowly she pads over to Dust and sniffs at her before nodding several times.

I reach out to ruffle my kitty’s hair with a happy sigh before I lean down and lightly kiss just beside Dust’s lops. “You’re going to be my newest little dear… Along with my kitty and my pillow… Sounds lovely, huh? I’ll think of something extra special, just for you… Come on dear, I’m sure you can moan some sort of a word…”

She moans, that gorgeous pale girl on the ground, and it sounds like it might be a no but it’s so hard to tell. Kitty licks at one of those flailing palms before shuddering, and moving back to lick at her hand again. Maybe I didn’t notice it before, but the room seems even more thick with that dust than normal. I’m already feeling all itchy everywhere. Feeling that itchyness start to coat over me I squirm and shift. My mind is already so slow and silly, coming here might have been a bit of a dangerous move… “Aww… But doesn’t it feel ever so lovely…? Come on now Dusty, I know you can make it not effect me…” Already I’m letting a hand just wander over my shoulders and arms, scratching just a bit and enjoying that relief it brings.

“Feels… Gooood…” Her head lulls and my kitty nestles down in a pile of that gray dust as she starts to just lick at her hand like a dish of milk, purring loudly. The scratching feels so very nice, absolutely wonderful, like scratching an itch that I’ve had for hours, and those little itches start to spread all over, the thick smell getting just so strong as Dust keeps arching and moaning, looking so lost in her own haze. “So good… Really good…” Shivering I watch kitty and then Dust, and feeling confident that I’m safe I squirm, continuing to scratch, half closing my eyes as I just scratch and let myself watch both of them at once. “You’re so deliciously irresistible…”

Every moment I let myself not scratch makes the itching feel worse, yet better at the same time. Scratching it just keeps feeling better and better, it doesn’t do anything to fix it, no matter what it just keeps building and spreading… Dust’s lips turn into a loose circle as she starts to moan again, rolling very slightly, seeming to enjoy my little shadow’s tongue so very much as she withers, and the dust stirs up as she rolls lightly .

It feels too good to resist, and soon both of my hands are moving all over, scratching at that itch, every so often stopping just long enough to make my body ache worse before I keep scratching, squirming and gasping at those moans and just how well Dust and my kitty are playing together… Slowly I reach out one of my hands to Dust and give her a very soft little scratch as I wiggle with a faint coo.

For whatever reason Dust seems to sigh and relax at my scratching, her own hand moving up to stroke down my arm. Her pale skin is clean as it always is, dust just sliding right off of her skin as it falls onto her, never sticking… But as her hand moves down my arm, it leaves a long gray trail.

She’s always so clean, and something seems wrong with that, but between feeling pink inside and feeling that wonderful itching I lightly start to grind against Dust as I scratch over myself. “That feels nice…”

Kitty just keeps licking at Dust’s hand, but now it seems like she’s holding it out, as if she wants it to be licked. She’s mewling and curled in a pile of dust, as Dust just keeps sliding her hand very slowly at the exposed flesh of my arms as she lightly pulls at me, trying to pull me down next to her. My silver skin looks so perfectly accented by those grey streaks, and I slowly move closer at being pulled down, and I move so very close, wondering if I should be worried, but instead I just nuzzle into Dust’s arm.

With the hand not still holding out her hand for kitty to lick she pulls me closer, and suddenly her gray eyes are disturbingly bright. “One of my little kitties came by, helped me out some… And so I thought…” Her hand reaches back, and claws down my back, scratching so hard at that beyond wonderful itching.

Staring into those eyes I whimper, arching and withering at her clawing touch as I just shudder with the little jolts of bliss caused by satisfying that itch as I keep scratching, feeling it itch more and more as it keeps getting better and better. “Oh… You’re probably upset… Huh…?”

“Oh no… it just means I get two new little dust bunnies.” She grins as she speaks, those teeth so bright and so white in contrast to her black lips.

All I can think of is just how silly Dust sounds as I giggle just a little. “She’s a kitty…” It makes perfect logical sense. I might be ready to be a dust bunny, but kitty can’t be a dust bunny. You can’t just turn a kitty into a bunny. That just doesn’t makes sense.

“Oh yes. She’s a kitty, but she’ll also be a dust bunny. Like you.” Her fingers reach up and start to draw those gray streaks across my face so perfectly. “Itches so deep, doesn’t it?” I can feel it sliding down into me, like little grains of impossibly small sand, as if it’s so small that it can slide right between the cells and just wiggle its way so deep inside of me.

“Oh yes… It itches so deep…” The feeling of those sinking streaks makes me shudder against her as I mewl, feeling just more and more dusty, more and more itchy… “Scratch it for me, please?”

Dust laughs as she brings a finger slowly down my forehead, and it feels like my mind is falling apart as the hand slides around my head slowly. “Oh, it’ll get so itchy all you can do is scratch. Scratch, scratch, scratch.” Her hand starts to pull me into those lips, and I can just imagine how lovely it will feel.

I moan at the feeling as my mind just falls apart, collapsing, as I press into her lips, mashing against them as if I could force all of myself into her lips through my own, still smeared with that pink lipstick as my hands keep frantically moving over me to try and soothe that itching.

“Going to be nothing but my empty little dust bu-” Like a bell it rings out in my mind, a bell of pure ecstasy in my mind, so loud and clear, shaking the dust off of me instantly. It’s almost time for my meeting with Her, and I have to be there on time. Slowly my head starts to sober up, much quicker than I’ve ever felt it before, as my thoughts start to gain more and more cohesion.

The wonderful feeling of that bell makes me moan as I shake my head and pull back away from her, squirming. “Maybe, maybe later, She… I have to see Her… Take care of kitty okay?” I bite my lip and stand up to at first stumble before I regain my balance and just walk to the door.

“Huh… No… no… That’s not fair!” her hand just stays where it was holding my head for a long moment before it drops to the ground. “You… You… God damn it.”

I lean back against the door and for a moment I let myself look apologetic. “If it makes you feel any better, even now I’m only barely disappointed that I didn’t notice somehow that you weren’t melted. You’ll have another chance at me another time, Dust… But only one woman as the key.” I open up the door and quickly duck out, shutting it behind me as I walk towards the elevator and finally feel sobered up as I reach the familiar top floor.

Pink is waiting in the room as always, typing and clicking away before she stops and grins, holding up a pair of pink gloves and motioning to them. “I made you these.”

I flush just a light little bit, watching the gloves and then laughing very slightly in a worried sort of innocent way. “I’ll… Can I pick them up after I’m done with Her?” The only reason that I didn’t just melt into goo in the shower was because my kitty was there to protect me, but now kitty is a helpless dust bunny… I’ll have to fix that later. Power seems to swing pretty fast here. Things won’t always be the same, but they’ll always be delicious. “I have an appointment, you know…”

“Not for ten minutes.” Pink’s voice actually sounds serious as she tilts her head. Those soft candy lips grin as she continues to hold up those gloves. “Just imagine what they’d feel like.

Seeing those lips grin like that I remember my own must still be pink, unless it all smeared off of Dust and my kitty. “Okay… Promise I won’t be late?” Knowing I just might regret it later I reach out for those gloves slowly slide my fingers into them.

“Not quite as tough as you were yesterday, huh? Did you like your bath this morning?” Her eyes are just trained on my hands as she grins even wider. Pink might just not be quite so innocent as I thought, but something about her is still so enticing. Those gloves make my hand feel sticky, like they’re covered in syrup, and when they touch my bare skin, it feels like electricity, giggly happy electricity rolling through me.

With a squeal I slowly rub my hands over my arms, giggling ever so helplessly as I squirm, arching into my own glove covered hands. “Don’t feel like being tough…” It’s hard to speak for a moment as I just smile and giggle, purring and shaking at just how nice it feels. “Loved the shower… My little shadow kitty interrupted it though…”

“Your lips look much better that color you know…” Her own lips slowly press together as she speaks and squirms, looking just so sizzling as I keep giggling. “I was wondering… If you could make mine the right color again too. Turn them back to pink…” As she giggles it feels like it ripples out and pours into me, a sweet giggling wave of pleasure coming from my own hands and from that cute mouth as those giggles pour out of her.

I giggle more and more by the moment, moaning at that sweet pleasure as I press my own lips together, and just imagine that I can almost taste her lips when they press together. “Thanks… And maybe… But I like having left a mark on you…” It may sound sort of dark or something, but my voice is just sweet and giggly as I keep squirming and writhing to my own hands.

“Keep stroking yourself… In a few minutes I think you’ll be more open to it…” She just keeps giggling as she chews on the end of a pen as she spins in her chair, her eyes not moving from me even as she has to turn her head to keep it up.

The giggles just keep sliding, filling me up or something, its hard to tell, but I try to whimper a response as I just keep giggling. I don’t dare stop stroking myself, that stroking that just keeps making me giggle more and more, mewling and squirming at this wonderful feeling, and I thought I could feel all that Pink could make me feel… People just keep surprising me! “Silver is just as pretty as pink…”

“Pink is giggle, giggle is mindless. Silly mindless giggle! Sweet as candy you can be, all you have to do is giggle with me.” She giggles again and spins more in her hair, that cute hair flailing as she laughs.

I giggle right along with her, and each time she giggles, I giggle harder and start to sway side to side to stop from falling as I keep giggling louder, feeling that sweet mindlessness more and more as I feel more and more like a pretty piece of silvery candy.

Slowly pink holds up that little pink mirror from before. “What color are your lips? What color is your head ? If you used the shampoo, it sure isn’t silver…”

Giggles pour forth from both of us as I stare into the mirror and gasp. My lips are still perfectly pink, and they even still taste it! Wow, this makeup is really amazing! And ooh, my head, my head is… I just keep giggling, tasting, feeling, being so pink. “Pink… Tee hee… Pink… Sooo pink…” I flush just a bit, squirming and giggling and purring, watching the silver and pink girl in the mirror happily. She’s so cute!

“Yes… And wouldn’t it be nice to be a giggly pink little candy? Wrapped tight and sweet? All ready to lick up all and just Mmmm…” She squirms in her chair with more and more of those giggles, the same that flow through my gloves. “Wouldn’t it be nice?”

Shivering, shuddering, shaking I keep giggling louder and wiggling, nodding along with her, feeling so dizzy and lost and Mmm. “Would be nice to be candy…”

“And kiss my soft pink lips? But they’d have to be pink, Hmm? Tasty candy pink? Taste sweet delicious candy in your mouth way better than any lolly… Almost as good as rolling tickling giggles…”

“Ooh, it would have to be pink…” I try to pout for effect, but it just turns into a rolling river of pouty giggles as I squirm and coo ever so happily. Just watching her, makes me want what she says, makes me want her as my hands just keep making me feel better and better and better. “Make ‘em pink…”

“Yeah… Make ‘em nice and pink again, then I’ll make you pink forever… Pinker than you can ever imagine… You can be like the other girl, call me in the middle of the night and we giggle to each other as you stroke yourself with your pretty pink gloves…” She slides out of the chair and moves around her desk, dressed in her light pink and white outfit that looks just like a school uniform but not quite.

Slowly with a sweet little edge to it I giggle and nod, shivering and watching her, and I can feel just how giggly stupid and helpless I am, but I don’t care. It feels good! Giggle! Mindless! Fun! Giggling more I nod and hold out my hand and send a spark from the tip of my finger right between Pink’s eyes.

Pink shudders, and her lips lightly pull apart as her bouncing slows and she just sighs in such a dreamy pretty way. “Oh… That… Niiiice…” She giggles ever so softly and I can practically taste the silver sizzling into her synapses. I can feel that skin, warm yet cool, like heated metal had passed through, soothed its way through, so silly and pretty. With a giggle I press my finger into tht exact spot and send another spark into her. Oh, I’ll make her lips Pink alright… “It’s so niche isn’t it… All… Silvery…”

“Y… yeah… Really silvery… Was there before… Remember… Coated burned… Lips… Mmmmm…” She sways and shudders under the touch, eyes fluttering slightly as her lips part a bit more and she sinks into that silvery bliss faster than ever,

“Yeah… Your lips… Feel even better than before… Giggly… Taste like me… Still pink, or pink again, but so very much tasting like me…” I giggle and squirm, shuddering. Oh the joy of feeling that energy slide into her, feeling the inside of her mind just briefly, I could taste all of those giggles in a whole new way. “Get to be all pink, but still feel very good…”

“Uh huh… Pink and…” she seems like she’s enjoying it so much, and I know I’m enjoying the view, as I just keep giggling and rubbing my arms. “yeah… All pink…”

“So pink… With a silvery taste, silvery… Me…” Giggling with a faint little coo I lean forward and give her a quick peck on the cheek with another flurry of giggles. Mmm, I feel so happy giggly good! And now she’ll turn me pink! Pinker than a crayon! “Wake uuuup sweetie!”

Pink shudders as she pulls her way out, pressing her lips together as she makes a hard swallow and Mmms very happily. She shudders more and collapses back against her desk. “Oh god what… Oh god… It’s time to go in though…” she says collapsing against her desk.

“Did… What you wanted…” With a faint little sigh I pull away and melt slowly more towards the ground as I walk. I just wanted to be pink, but my appointment… I move over to her door, and squeese the handle. It feels so good. I slowly turn the door. I can’t wait to see what’s on the other side, even if I’m sure I won’t be able to understand it.