Rapid Adapting Programming

I hesitated for a moment before giving an uncertain, "Yes...?" Immediately, Raven buried her face in the shirt she had acquired, apparently humiliated by this revelation. "Is there something I should know?" I asked, suspecting the answer but wanting it confirmed. What came out was a muffled sound. I sighed. "Raven, lower the shirt, then speak."

Doing as I instructed, the demoness sighed. "When...um...when my...arousal reaches a certain point," she said, keeping her voice low, "I...um...can't...I can't really deal with it. So my brain sort of...dims itself so that I don't have to think about the consequences of my actions. What remains is a brain addled slut or something. Happy and horny, but too stupid to actually think about anything for more than a few seconds. It's always like being black out drunk, but without the hangover." As soon as she finished speaking, the shirt was over her face again. Oh my GOD, that was so cute slash creepy.

Filing this bit of information in my brain for later, I stepped forward and gave Raven a comforting hug. A happy sigh escaped her lips. "Alright, calm down," I told her in what I hoped was a stern, but caring tone. "Getting worked up over it won't help, right?" Her face buried in the crook of my neck, she let out a sound of agreement. I considered offering to do their wash for them, but it occurred to me that I had NO idea what settings to put them on. Raven would have a hard time indeed trying to shop in a shrunken leotard. "Anyway, Jinx doesn't know about it. She thinks your behavior was from the magic she put on the shampoo."

Raising her head, Raven sighed. "Good. The less embarrassing information she has on me, the better,"she grumbled. "Thank you, Johnny. I needed that hug." I smiled and booped her nose, an act that made her blush and smile despite herself. "No problem," I replied. "Come to the TV room when you're done here, okay?" She nodded, picking up the fallen clothing and resuming loading the washer.

Satisfied that she was feeling better and unlikely to cause trouble, I decided it would be best to get back to Jinx. Out of the two of them, she was my bigger concern. Back in the TV room, I found the little minx standing near the wall...her leg lifted up high. I don't know how long I was standing there, but she glanced up to find me staring.

"What? Never seen a girl loosen up before?" she teased. "...usually they have pants on," I replied. Shrugging, she lowered her leg. "Hey, I can't let a little thing like wardrobe stop me from keeping my body loose and limber." She clicked her tongue at me and winked. I shook my head, a wry smile on my face. I was going to have to get used to this...if it was at all possible.

Some time later...with me trying not to stare as Jinx stretched, Raven entered the room. "Okay, girls...now we need to go over sleeping arrangements," I stated.