Male Drow

“I can feel power enter every part of my body.”

Janice focused on Doctor Fuckenstein passed out ignores the great power behind her radiate. Feeling a shiver as the air gets cooler she rubs her forearms gently. Watching him lay there she stands up keeping her gaze on his **** body the entire time. She needed to figure out how to wake him up.

“You girl answer me!” Bob demands from Janice in a loud thunderous voice.

Frozen in her tracts she realizes there is another figure in the room and that figure is Bob in a different form. She turns slowly around to see this behemoth eight foot muscular drow with dark leather and bronze edging in his clothes standing in front of the transformation chambers. White hair breezes lightly with tremendous electricity sparking around him as he finishes his transformation as a dark skinned elf. “You are certainly a specimen to study Bob” Janice looking him from head to toe with a studious eye for the details.

“Why I am no specimen of yours or that Doctors. I have the power to avenge my enemies who sent me to my ****!” Bob roars with rage flexing his new found muscles.

Janice fearful how this is playing out acts quickly “Sir, wouldn’t you first want to have some fun to loosen those tight new muscles of yours.” Hoping to loosen him might be able to get him back into the transformation chamber and turn him back or into something else entirely.

Intriqued by her words “Continue girl and I will spare you and the Doctor from my fight against my enemies!” Bob answers with a loud echo thrown throughout the building.

How should Janice approach Bob the Drow?