Yes, I can.

“Ok... where should we meet?” I asked.

“We can go to a motel nearby, the one next to the little strip mall on Willow Street.”

“Ok, I can be there in fifteen minutes.”

“I’ll be waiting ;)”

I put my phone away, and looked at myself in the mirror. I covered my face with my hands. I felt my excitement slowly dripping down my legs, and leaving a puddle on the floor.

I had never experienced this level of arousal. I didn’t even think it was physically possible. Did it have something to do with my body growing? My mouth was beginning to feel a bit dry. I didn’t know if it was from nerves, guilt, or the fluids I was rapidly losing from between my legs.

I cleaned myself up as best I could, and put in a pad to absorb any inconvenient emissions. I took one last look in the mirror and...

I felt them with my fingers. My mouth hung open.

I had grow two tiny horns on top of my head. They just barely poked up out of my skull.

On the way out of the mall, I bought a hat.