Long.

"Long, you say. Very well. It'll be ready in a minute."

{If Insanity < 40}"I would appreciate it if you don't **** it like you're told to." — The movements behind the counter stopped completely. — "I mean, your goal is to trap me somehow, isn't it?"

"No **** can do what our drinks can. I have an advice for you: take a smaller first sip."

The barmaid got back to prepairing the cocktail after that, while Jen had a strong urge to stay there and actually following the advice. This was a sensible compromise, one she could take.

"If I feel weird, I can just apologize, stand up and go away." — the girl was thinking.

{else}"Give it your best. I'm an experienced consumer, I can tell if a drink was made with heart."

"Consumer's experience is our top priority." — the sweet voice said back, sounding much less confident for some reason.{endif}

Sitting on a tall bar chair was not very comfortable, but was associated with a lot of good memories buried in her subconsciousness. As Jen could not fish them out of there just yet, this connection was purely emotional. The chair's seat itself was a bit wobbly, as if not secured to the legs properly. The girl thought it was weird, as every thing she ever touched in this mall before was of unimaginably good quality.

The impact of a glass object against the counter told Jen that 'Long' was ready. Her fingers slid up the tall, tall glass carefully until finally finding the straw at the top. The smell was complicated with strawberry being slightly stronger than the rest of its elements. The girl wrapped her lips around the straw and {If Insanity < 40}took a miniscule sip, as advised.

It was tasty and almost thick. She wanted more, but waited for some hidden tricks. These did not hesitate to show up. Jen's latex mini dress was especially tight around her hips while she was sitting, so she was immediately aware when it grew down, covering just half an inch more of her legs.{else}took a deep sip from the tall glass.

It was tasty, almost thick. It was giving her a sense of fullness without actually being very nourishing. Jen liked that a lot and was about to have another take on the straw, when she felt a change around her thighs. Her mini dress was growing down quickly, stopping right above her knees and pushing them together. Now, all of a sudden, it was a tight midi dress!{endif}

"The cocktail does that? It makes my dress longer?"

"That's precisely what it does. The changes reverse after 10 minutes. If you want it to go on for longer time, order another drink. However, if you want the changes to stay... A sip from this convenient glass of soda is gonna secure them."

{If Insanity < 40}"You were right. **** can't do that. It's pure magic."

{else}"I've never seen anything like this. Is this... magic?"{endif}

"It's much easier to call it that than try to explain. I don't understand most of it myself."

The temptation of checking out the drink's effect in full **** was strong, and there was no major cons. There was going to be more of this lovely latex dress, and, furthermore, it was all temporary!