[p2 0hffe] Jill Runs into Roxanne

As Jill opened the door to make her way out of the bathroom, her attention was quickly drawn to the queue of people as they each shouted out after someone who seemed to be barging to the front of the line. Leaning on the doorway and craning her neck in some sort of attempt to see what was happening, Jill soon saw a familiar face emerge from the group.

Roxanne was still wearing her wonder woman outfit, but something had changed, which Jill couldn't quite place. The most noticeable difference being that the once boisterous drunk was avoiding making eye contact with anyone as she kept her gaze towards the floor

A woman tapping her on the shoulder reminded Jill that she was still leaning against the doorframe, the annoyed glare making her quickly step out of the woman's way with a muttered apology. With Roxanne taking the brief opening as an opportunity to slip by, quickly stepping past Jill without acknowledging her in the slightest, gaze staying downcast as she pulled out her phone and began tapping away at the screen. Reaching out with one hand as she reached the sink and opened the tap.

Taking a handful of water to splash her face, she seemed to take a deep breath before looking back at her phone. Whatever she saw seemed to startle her as her eyes went wide and she quickly slipped put her phone away.

''How drunk am I?'' This time using both hands, she splashed more water on her face before leaning forwards, resting her hands on the edge of the sink.

Jill assumed the question was rhetorical, as Roxanne still hadn't acknowledged seeing her there. In fact, she wasn't sure if Roxanne had even realized that she was standing right behind her.

A suspicion that was confirmed a moment later as Roxanne gazed up into the mirror.

''FUCK!!'' She exclaimed, quickly turning around. ''Jill?!'' She watched as Roxanne seemed to look her up and down.

''You look... different... somehow?''

Jill was about to respond, not finding any good explanation for the sudden weight loss and gaining of muscle tone. However, her thought process was quickly interrupted as another woman pushed past her towards the door.

''Hey!'' Jill shouted after the woman as she left the bathroom. Sighing as she saw the woman disappear and realised how pointless it was.

When she turned around Roxanne was gone too. Quickly looking around, she caught a glimpse of the Wonder Woman outfit as she darted into an empty stall. Quickly stepping across the room, she caught the door just before it shut all the way, pushing it open

Seeing the distraught look on Roxanne's face, Jill reached forwards to place a hand on her shoulder reassuringly. Deciding to find out what was troubling her so much.

''Roxanne are you...'' Jill stopped and quickly retracted her hand the moment it touched Roxanne's shoulder, as soon as she laid her hand on the bare skin, something like a soft static shock seemed to jump between the two, leaving Jill's hand still tingling as she looked away from it and back at the woman in front of her.

''Fuck!'' Roxanne had recoiled at the sensation and was swatting at the air between them, before settling down and leaning forwards rubbing her temples ''What's going on?!'' Jill was getting worried and instinctively wanted to ask Roxanne some basic questions to see if she was having some sort of a negative reaction. However, any attempt was cut off as Roxanne spoke first. "And what happened to your clothes?"

''Not sure, seems like they fit better now anyway" Jill tugged at her shirt, trying to find a good explanation as she looked down at her outfit.

What she saw, however, was not the Jesse Faden cosplay she had arrived wearing. Her jacket had shrunk and lost its sleeves, being reduced to some sort of black fabric vest, left open over a black tank top. A red glove now on her right hand, with a stretchy armband over her elbow. Further down, her black jeans had been replaced with some sort of white capri pants that seemed to be of a similar material to yoga pants. She worried for a moment, patting at her vest in search of all the personal effects she had been carrying in her jacket pockets, relaxing a little as her hand came across a messenger bag hanging from her side, which seemed to be full.

As she looked back up at Roxanne, she couldn't help but linger on the woman's bare legs, slowly drawing her vision up along her body, momentarily lingering on the thought that the girl would look even better with some muscle tone, maybe also doing some work on her stamina for some intense physical sessions. Her vision continued to creep upwards, lingering again around her chest and up along the soft bare skin of her neck, making Jill want to reach out and touch her again. Her attention was pulled away as a hand swatted at the air between them.

She froze for a moment as they made eye contact again, Roxanne seeming to blush slightly. Jill couldn't explain why, but at that moment she suddenly became much more aware of the building heat inside her, beginning to reach a hand out again as her mind went hazy and filled with images of a sculpted Roxanne, sharing in a workout session which quickly devolved into the pair of them on the ground. Feeling her breathing start to get ragged as she started to fan herself with her hand.

She was dragged back from her fantasies as Roxanne quickly lunged towards the doorway in an apparent attempt to escape. Failing miserably as the door frame pressed the two women together. Despite the tight confines of the doorway, Roxanne seemed determined to escape, shifting about in an effort to slide past. The moment of contact sending an unexpected thrill through Jill's body. One that made her focus on feeling of Roxanne's hand landing on her waist and even more on the woman's breath on her skin as she struggled past, with the two just inches apart.

Once again, she was staring into Roxanne's eyes. Feeling fantasies beginning to creep back into her mind. Hoping Roxanne was going to push her back into the stall... For a moment, they were both completely still. Looking away as she realized nothing was happening other than the two being stuck together in a doorframe.

As the two broke eye contact, Roxanne darted into the next free stall, while Jill paused for a moment, squeezing her thighs together.

Remembering where she was, Jill straightened herself out, glancing at the women at the nearby sinks as she tried to will the blush on her cheeks and the budding arousal to fade. The next thought that crossed her mind was the condition that Roxanne had been in when she entered the bathroom. Knowing how drunk the girl had been earlier, she rushed up to the door, fearing that Roxanne might be suffering **** poisoning or some sort of adverse interaction with the **** and other medications

''Hey, are you okay?'' She said, failing to peer over the tall door of the bathroom stall

No response came from the other side of the door. Taking a few breaths and trying to suppress the remaining arousal, Jill decided to ask again

''Roxanne, I need you to answer me. if you're feeling sick, we might need to get you to a hospital''

There was a moment of silence that seemed to last an eternity, interrupted by the sound of a hand thumping against the side of the stall, Jill was ready to try and break open the door when Roxanne finally responded

''Jill... I think you should go... I'm fine'' Roxanne sounded out of breath, as if she was struggling to get her words out, yet at the same time, something about her voice seemed to resonate throughout Jill's body, causing her to tremble in pleasure. Scolding herself for the reaction and worrying for Roxanne's wellbeing, she decided she had to find out if anything was wrong

"Roxanne, I'm not leaving until you come out here. You sound like--"

''No!'' The forceful Response cut her off. Seeming to echo through the room and wash away the last of her arousal. Though an image of Roxanne standing over her seemed to remain.

"I need ... just ..." Roxanne stopped talking for a moment. Jill heard a frustrated sigh ''Fine!'' Roxanne said, swinging open the door and causing Jill to stumble backwards slightly, regaining her footing and avoiding a fall.

"Look. Either I'm going insane or something funny is going on. I know you're feeling it too, so I'm starting to think it's the latter. I'm going to get to the bottom of this. You can come with me or you can leave me alone."

So far, Jill hadn't been questioning the changes to herself. She knew it wasn't normal and yet, between the distracting thoughts and her body feeling better than she'd ever remembered in her life, she had been avoiding letting herself worry. But whatever was going on with Roxanne, seemed to be much more serious.

She snapped back to reality at the sound of Roxanne stepping towards the door.

"Are you coming?" Roxanne said, twisting around to look at her.

***

Back in the halls of the convention, Jill was following behind Roxanne, losing the battle to keep her eyes from drinking in the woman's physique. Particularly as her Wonder Woman outfit left her long legs exposed. Jill could feel her breath getting heavy again as she continued to drink in the view, enjoying the way Roxanne's body moved as she walked.

Once or twice, she noticed Roxanne glancing back at her before turning slightly more to speak. "Come on!" She said, holding her hand out.

The moment their hands touched, Jill felt another slight shock, sending a tingle up through her arm that seemed to resonate in her whole body. Her mind started to wander again drifting into fantasies of Roxanne dragging her off some place private, the memory of being pressed tight together adding detail.

A giddy feeling rose in her stomach as Roxanne sped up, with Jill letting herself hope that she really was pulling her off to some place private. Even if another part of her was still vaguely aware that she shouldn't.

Suddenly, Roxanne let go of Jill's hand and stepped away almost doubling over as she put her hands on her temples. The unexpected stop leaving Jill to come to a a halt slightly ahead of her.

''What's going on!?'' Roxanne asked the rhetorical question with a frustrated groan.

Though her worries about Roxanne's health had faded as they walked. Now they were back, even worse at the prospect that whatever was happening to her was something Jill wouldn't be able to help with. Still, she had to do something.

"W-what is it?" She asked, unsure how to narrow down whatever condition might be affecting Roxanne.

''I just," Roxanne had stopped rubbing her temples and was now staring at the back of her hand. "I just feel like I--"

Jill moved to stand directly in front of her as she slowly rose upright, waiting and hoping for any sort of an answer she could work with.

''Your eyes!'' she recoiled backwards a few steps as Roxanne rose enough to look at her. An intense and unnatural glow from her irises giving a distinctly predatory look.

Closing the distance, Roxanne's hand reached across and landed on Jill's shoulder pushing her backwards gently at first, but with increasing insistence as Jill hesitantly stepped backwards.

Jill could feel the tension rising in her body as she bumped up against the wall. Roxanne stepped in closer with an exaggerated saunter and let her arm press across Jill's chest. The feeling of Roxanne's arm across her slight boobs making Jill's breath grow shallower even as the thought that they were in the middle of the hall flashed across her mind, making her squirm uncomfortably.

Roxanne planted her other hand against the wall, next to Jill's face. Eyes starting to glow again she started to lean in close enough for her to feel, Jill to feel that Roxanne was breathing just as shallow and heated. The feeling of her heart thumping in her chest growing stronger.

''Ugh, this is NOT the place, you two better leave or I'm calling security!!'' A woman with a frustrated expression was standing in the doorway out of the bathroom, hands on her hips as she walked towards them

In an instant, Jill's awareness of the room around her returned. And just as quickly, Roxanne's predatory look was gone. Eyes darting around slightly as she stepped back and released Jill. She mouthed an apology, though no sound came out.

Looking back towards the woman and then back at Jill "I'm ... going to go find the stall." Roxanne said, before stepping away. The woman watching her with a disapproving look as she passed her.

Jill was still leaning against the wall, trying to catch her breath. She readjusted her tank top, feeling like it was about to let one of her large boobs slip out. As she stepped away from the wall, she felt the room start to spin and started to lose her footing, feeling her boobs jiggle and threaten to spill out of her tank top again.

''What about you? Go on move it!'' The woman was demanding of her

The woman's tone made Jill turn around and snap at her ''H--hey. Scuhh- Shcrew you!''

''Oh my god, you drunken... I'm getting security over here'' The woman turned away and stormed off

''Bitch'' Jill looked away from the woman and towards where Roxanne had headed off, starting to walk that way. Adjusting her brown shorts and turquoise tank top as she stumbled slightly. She reached back and patted her backpack, making sure it was there before she started to search for Roxanne and the table with the cards