Gothification

"Well, we've only been together for a short time, so you probably don't know that I have a Goth fetish," you admit to her.

"So what are you saying? That I'm not good enough for you, because I'm not some weirdo Goth girl?"

"No, no! You're great!" And that's the absolute truth. "But if you were Goth ... I mean, like, wearing the black clothing, leather, latex, fishnets, having the dyed hair, the piercings, even tattoos ... that would be so much hotter. But it's not just having sex with a Goth girl. It's more like having the opportunity to change an everyday girl into a Goth girl. Like corrupting the innocent."

"You think I'm innocent? After what we've been doing for the last three months?" she asks, smirking.

"No, but you get my point, right?" you ask.

"Yeah, I get it. And if it's what you want, then I'll do it. It might be a bit jarring for people who know me, suddenly deciding to be a Goth and all, but if it makes you horny, then it makes me horny too," she says with a smile.