Miguel let himself fall apart, then reformed himself sitting cross-legged. "So, Mark... You can fly, now."
The twin goddesses nodded, one of them lazily rising into the air in all her naked glory. "That's right. It's insanely comfortable, by the way. I'm planning to try sleeping like this later. Oh, and check this out!"
The flying Mark waved a hand, and golden lightning arced out to surround Miguel, who found himself rising into the air.
"I can levitate other girls if I concentrate! Maybe guys too, I haven't checked. It definitely doesn't work on inanimate objects. We experimented with it earlier."
"Becca, you've got streaks!" Min interrupted. It was true: Becca's white hair now had lavender highlights.
Becca nodded, embarrassed. "Yeah, I kinda had one of Miguel's boobs in my mouth when she exploded, and swallowed some. Sorry, Miguel."
Miguel shrugged. "I'm literally made of soda, now. Pretty sure people are supposed to drink me." He held up a fizzing hand to illustrate the point, then let it splash into his tits. "Actually, I'm pretty sure I drank more of you than you did me. You must've expressed your own weight in milk to make me this big."
Becca blushed a slightly deeper pink. "I'm pretty sure I make more when someone's milking me, and you were kind of doing that towards the end there, so..."
Miguel grinned. "In my defence, you're delicious."
"So are you," Becca shot back.
Miguel laughed so hard she almost lost coherence.
"Anyway," continued Min, "Those streaks look great on you, Becca. Are there any other changes, though?"
"Maybe?" Becca shifted position, checking herself out. "I'm not sure. I didn't swallow much."
Miguel rolled luxuriantly onto one side, and smiled seductively as he trailed a finger along one quietly fizzing thigh. "If you want some more, there's plenty right here..."
"Ooh, that'd be hot," the Marks murmured - and Becca felt her reluctance drain completely away...
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