Seeing the darker, bulkier version of my wife saunter off with an obvious eagerness that only seemed to match that of the gait she took when entering the bedroom was rather enjoyable, mainly due to how she looked now compared to before.
That exotic and beautiful shade of sapphire that she had once been was now a far darker and more intimidating ocean blue that had been mixed with some streaks of purple somehow made her more... alluring than I had thought.
Maybe I had something for this more 'demonic' variation than I had believed I already had, or perhaps it was just because it complimented her attitudes so nicely; it made her seem larger, stronger and gave her a presence that began to match her Mom.
