Mark looked over the bottle in his hand. Other than the label with the pictures of the two dragons, it was completely blank. Sterile, almost. No barcode, no expiration date, no list of ingredients... The only thing he found was some writing on the bottom of the bottle, written in very small letters. "'Whom shall rule you, the man or the beast'?" He turned the bottle around and studied the two dragons again, their genders being easily identified due to the exaggerated human genitalia both of them had been drawn with. The "male" dragon looked like some greek statue as he struck a pose, with his massive, defined muscles and a large and erect penis, while the "female" dragon cupped her immense breasts with her clawed hands and her tail wrapped itself around one of her long legs in a somewhat seductive manner. The hell is this?
He peered up at the stairs over at the other end of the room, from where the loud sound of music could be heard. Alice was still barricaded in her room listening to her music and doing whatever else it was she did during her freetime between school and sleeping. If she had ordered the bottle she would have been at the edge of her seat waiting for them, and most likely would have picked it up the moment the mail had arrived. No, she obviously wasn't involved in this. Mom? Hardly. She didn't seem like the type to order a bottle of candy over internet or by mail order or something like that. The neighbours? Well, that was always a possibility. Maybe they had simply been sent to the wrong address. Mark merely shrugged and began walking towards the stairs. He could go and ask around later, but right now he needed to take a shower, and...
The doorbell stopped him dead in his tracks. Mark twirled around as the bell rang again, and he wondered briefly whom it could be before he suddenly realized something he had forgotten. "Alright, alright, I'm coming." He muttered. He had promised to hang out with his friend Evelyne (or Eve as she preferred to be called) after work but it had slipped his mind it seemed. He opened the door and greeted the young woman who was just about to ring the doorbell a third time, but froze as the door opened. "Oh! Hey Mark." She smiled at him and held her hands behind her back. "So, you ready to go?"
"Uhhh... Not quite." Mark smiled sheepishly. "I kinda just got home and still need to sort some stuff out. Come on in, I'll be ready in a second."
"Make that a minute. Or minutes. I've had to wait for you before, you know." Eve flashed him an impish smile as she stepped around him and entered the house, and Mark closed the door behind her. Eve was something of the "girl-next-door" archetype, a cute, slender brunette at 5'6 with her short hair made up in a little ponytail. She wore a simple pair of glasses, and usually dressed in simple and casual clothing that rarely did anything to draw attention to her modest body. She was something like a step above avarage in the physical appearance scale, something Mark thought suited her. They had been good friends for a few years now, and while he had entertained the idea of taking their relationship to the next level, he was just as happy to remain a simple friend with her.
"Soo, what do you have there?" Eve gestured to the bottle in his hand, which he had almost forgotten. "Just some candy". He shrugged and shook the bottle a little. "I'll go and grab a shower, I'll be ready in a..." He paused as he noticed the look Eve gave him, and he adopted a stern look on his face. "Minute. Minutes. Whatever, I'll come down once I'm done." Eve giggled at him as he stomped up the stairs in feigned anger. He passed by Alice's closed door and found himself inside his own room, with the noise from his neighbouring sister somewhat muted. He placed the candy bottle on his desk as he stripped naked and wrapped a towel around him. Unlike Eve, who he thought of as being a step above avarage, Mark figured he himself was at the very least two steps above. He stood 5'10, with a somewhat acceptable muscular build gained from the occasional gym visist. He wasn't exactly considered unattractive by the female population, though opinion was somewhat mixed about his dark hair which he always kept in an unruly, shaggy mess, but overall he was happy with what he got. Before he left the room he paused as his eyes once more fell upon the bottle, and the two dragons on the label. Nothing avarage about those two though, that's for sure. He smiled to himself as he for a moment imagined himself with the physique of the male dragon, with bulging muscles and a mighty erection. Girls like that female dragoness would no doubt be throwing themselves at him. "Wouldn't that be something...?" He shook his head.
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