You don't, but Yu does.

Noticing your hesitation, Jane Yutong sighs theatrically. "Fine, I'll have to try it myself then. For science!"

As she opens the can, you notice that its relaxing herbal aroma is not as intense as some of the other variants have been so far. It's much... nicer, for lack of a better word. Looking for clues about the soda's effects, it's hard to make out anything in particular while she's drinking, even though the PHYS option is clearly enabled on the Juicer. You still let your eyes roam over her body, taking in all of her sensual curves. She's so much taller than you that your gaze doesn't have to drop very far to admire how her tits are stretching out the lab coat...

"My eyes are up here, little guinea pig!" In contrast to her unchanged looks, her voice is drastically different. Where Yu previously spoke in Jane's bright, peppy tones, her speech is now slower and more directed, and has more of a smoky timbre to it. You feel like she could whisper something from across the room and the words would find their way directly into your ears, caressing them tenderly before floating inside.

You're absorbed in thought about how you'd like to fill a whole bathtub with her voice just to soak in it, when the contents of her statement finally arrive in your brain. You look up at her face, only to notice that she's suddenly standing right in front of you, her eyes filled with a strange sparkle that catches your gaze and doesn't let it go.

"That's good, now listen carefully." Her hand strokes the underside of your chin, the light touch on your smooth skin causing you to involuntarily tilt your head upward.

"Listen to my voice. Look into my eyes. Feel my hands on your skin. There is nothing else." The sensations expand until they fill your whole perception.

"It's not important where you are. It's not important who you are. The only important things are my eyes. My voice. My hands." You feel yourself floating in a featureless void, looking at her eyes, hearing her voice, feeling her hands. You're not even sure there's a you anymore, these things just are. There's no past, no future, just the present. Just those crystalline eyes looking at you, that melty chocolate voice seeping into you, those hands keeping you steady.

"Don't fall asleep. Remain aware of everything I say to you." You give a slight nod. Your eyes remain open, taking in the sparkle from hers.

"Look at my face. Tell me who you see."

"jj-jane," you whisper softly.

"That's right. I'm Jane. There's another Jane in the room with us."

"We're the same person. We're both Jane. That's completely normal." You nod. You couldn't imagine anything else but sharing your space with two copies of your girlfriend.

"You love it when we change things about you." Of course. That's why you agreed to get hypnotized, after all. That's why you drank the soda earlier.

"You will stay in trance, hearing only my voice, seeing only my eyes, feeling only my hands, until you taste a new flavor on your lips. Then you will be able to perceive the outside world again." You continue floating on a cloud of bliss, carried by Jane's voice, guided by Jane's eyes, secured by Jane's hands.

You have no perception of time, but eventually, there are fingers parting your lips, and you can taste a novel flavor of Popple Quench.