Sloth in a better mood

It was twenty minutes after Eve left that Sloth's snores stopped, instead it was replaced by gently grumbles. The pant-less personification of lethargic energy flipped her blanket away from her body and proceeded to yawn.

"OhthatwasafastsleepIcan't." She quickly spoke out. Her once placid look was instead replaced by a one of energized happiness. Sloth jumped out of Eve's bed and began to walk away from it.

"Idoneedtogetsomeclothesplanoutmydayand-" Sloth rambled on. She opened Eve's bedroom door and began to walk out of it. Her form comically began to distort as her hips became stuck in the frame. Even though she was for all intents and purposes and incorporeal being. That being said, Sloth was too incompetent at the moment to transform her body into a more intangible density. She didn't seem to mind though as she continued to ramble even while focusing on getting out of said frame.

On the other side of the door was Sister Thalia. who was surprised by the sudden opening of her fellow sister's room. She wondered what was the cause of this and quickly noted it was probably the wind. Sloth rambled for a few more minutes until she finally got herself out. She quickly yelped, which was unheard by Sister Thalia, and slammed right through her.

Of course, being incorporeal while still possessing some mass caused the poor, smaller nun to stagger for a moment. A look of shock was followed by her face looking a lot more....placid.

"What...was that?" Thalia asked as Sloth walked away from her. Sloth barged into the parish's bathroom and began to summon tools for herself to use. Things such as brushes and toothbrushes and wax removal and other specialties.

She finished this cleanup with a flourish of perfume and by the end of it the Sin had transformed from her cute, cherub looking face into a beautiful hottie. She then proceeded to get some tight, tight fitting jeans over her bum, which somehow shrunk them down to normal, albeit a little large, proportions.

"AndIam....comp...huff...lete" Sloth spoke, her eyes tuning back into their half-dazed understanding. Sloth looked down and saw her once large potbelly replaced by a flat, trim stomach.

"Oh my god, I'm gonna starve." Sloth whispered in shock. "I need some of that human food. Just have some folks sacrifice it to me. I think. Was I? Its too hard."

And so Sloth began to shimmy her way towards Eve's little town, intent on spreading her power. Maybe?