Zack faced the furious women. Listening to their complaints with amusement. Though it was impressive how many there were there. He snorted in contempt, "Not my fault you're insecure." he snapped back. Jabbing a finger to each one as he tore them apart.
"Too big a nose..."
"Too thick thighs..."
"Too small a bust..."
"Too tall and slim..."
"Too curvy..." He snorted with the last one. Zack knew that bigger was better, and biggest was best. He'd overheard enough conversations to know their fears and doubts. Hands rising to conceal the perceived insecurity that Zack had suggested. Even when he was wrong, he planted the fear with the conviction of his vitriol.
"You'd never survive as a woman. Especially not your own fantasy one." Eileen told him defiantly.
Eileen was gorgeous and intimidating in her beauty and confidence. She was the one woman he didn't want to piss off. But the silent, cold fury, and haughty demeanour told him he'd burned that bridge.
"Nonsense!" he snarled, amused by the very idea of himself as a woman. "I'd glory in my beauty, every aspect." he boasted. His confidence almost convincing. Seeing the impact his words had on the women he marched off in triumph absolutely sure he'd won the argument.
However, he didn't notice the eldrich flash of green, as he passed through the door. Activating the magic and ensuring that Zack would be true to his word... or at least Zoe would be true to hers...
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