Fine, just snap it already!

She dusted herself off. "How do I know you aren't just gonna beat me with magic? Do I have to decide before I know the game? Am I going to have to play naked?"

"That would defeat the entire point," I said. "I do like your style. Three questions. Three Prizes. Why not complete the set. Best of three. You pick one, I pick one, and we find one we agree one, if we cannot, then the audience decides!"

"Audience?" she asked.

"..." I snapped my fingers. We were both in the university cheerleader outfits. Though, Emily wore the standard colors of blue and white, while I took on a bit more, purple, and red theme. Guess that makes me the away girl. "Look around," I said. It was just an illusion. I wasn't planning to bring this many into my night of fun. But to Emily, it was a sold out crowd. Cameras, flashing every few seconds. Fairs fair though, I could see all the same flickers. If anything it was more of a tease for me though, fake eyes.

She covered herself. "This... outfit-"

"Is exactly what Chrissy wore to nationals when she broke her leg," I said. "I never intended to cheat, but you asked me how you'd know. Do you think the Satan wants to be recorded having to cheat against a teenager on live TV?" I asked. "Well, if you don't want the outfit," I paused with my fingers out.

"No... no no, wait. Just... give me a second," she said. "It really isn't fair comparing me to Chrissy with this outfit though."

"Oh? You have piqued my interest, as it were. How so?"

"She decided to wear this! You **** it on me!" she said stamping her foot. "Like, I get it. Your saying, why should I object, if I didn't object to her wearing it. But I wasn't her caretaker. It wasn't up to me to allow her. Like what time do you think this is!"

I walked over to her and grabbed her right shoulder and left elbow. "Is that what you truly think? You and Chrissy were both poor. Both needed money to get into school. Both got money from your sports. Right?" I asked, as I held her steady.

"I mean, yeah, I guess that's true. We were busy when we first started, I didn't ask her-"

"I know," I said, snapping my fingers. "..." Chrissy told me. She didn't resent him for it. He was a classic guy. He could be sweet. She just wished... he could be a bit less dense. I didn't mess with his mind. No, I created a tunnel to his home, cozy with comfortable clothes. But, he was all alone. "No Chrissy, no college friends. No college education. No reason to maintain that body of yours. At least not as well as you currently do. Does this really feel like a choice?"

He was breathing heavily. "Your saying..."

"What, did you think Chrissy just wanted to be outside in front of three hundred other men in a booty shorts?" I asked.

"I... I didn't ask," he said.

"Are those your magic words? You say them like you expect them to do something?" I asked.

"She always smiled though, she-"

I bent down. "Have you never smiled when you were sad? Well, enough of this, I have waited long enough. I have answered your questions. Keep the outfit. Discard it. If you don't want an audience, fine. I offer you no more. Deal, or no deal?"

"Fine, let's just snap it already. Who's picking first?" She asked.

"Lady's choice," I said.

"From one endzone to the other, straight line, no contact," she said.

"Huh," I paused. "A hundred meter foot race. I... well. Hmm," I rubbed my chin.

"That a problem?" she asked. "I don't mind running in this costume, I guess. But can I at least get a decent pair of shoes?"

"Huh? No no, just. Well, I guess I didn't know what I was expecting, but certainly not that." The shoes comment ruffled me a bit, I mean I made them to fit her perfectly! They weren't poor quality by any means! "..." I pointed to the home field endzone, which now had a table with some drinks and a chair. "We will start there, twenty minutes. Do as you please in the meantime."

Emily ran off and I sat down for a drink. Strawberry Tequila Sunrise. Strawberry was never that important to me, but I guess, it was a more beautiful memory to me now. I have never been to Mexico, at least not as Trish. I think the last time I personally was there was.... Yes, Yoloxochitl. They certainly have refined tequila since then. It isn't that far. Maybe that will be my first visit. Well, after tonight.

The sun had full set. "..." And with that, their was light. They give that him so much credit for such a simple trick. Well. Emily was coming back. Hmm, interesting. She found a hair tie. It was sloppy but she managed to tuck her hair into a bun. Her shoes were different and it looked like she got her face wet? I guess she ran to find the shoes? Wasting energy? She grabbed a cup of water.

"Just water?" I asked.

"Yeah," she said.

She only drank a light amount as well.

Hmm, I guess I should do some light stretching. I did some lunges, holding them, and some ab stretches. Glancing, she was bouncing and lifting her knees? Come now Emily! This is your contest! Take this one seriously at the very least!

"Are you not gonna stretch?" I asked.

"Huh? I am?" she said cracking a smile. "I see. You know a lot, but I guess, you don't know everything if you don't know that."

You whore! Ugh! Fine! Bring it! This... shouldn't take more than fifteen seconds. No cheating. There was an easy way to make it impossible. "..." There. I was immortal still, but my powers were bound for fifteen seconds after the whistle.

"At the whistle," I said, crouching down.

She bent her knee with her hands touching the ground in a more balanced way. That whore! I hated to admit it. But, she was more skilled in terms of this stuff., and I didn't remove an of her muscle power when I changed her. So her core abilities were any lower. Or, well technically she lost about six inches to her height. That alone would reduce her speed. But that was about the only change. But my body was basically a sculpted goddess. Bring it on! I actually smiled as I thought about it. It was kind of exciting. I didn't think it would be when she went off looking for shoes.

Vreeeeeeew