”Believe the scary girl with a gun.” Bacchus said with a mock grin on. ”Would have gotten along well with the girls back home.” Bacchus said more to himself than to Effie. Any girl with a gun was scary. It was even scary when they have pulled the trigger on you before.

”I get it. Bacchus said putting his hands on his new rear. ”Hand’s to myself, love. Got it.” Bacchus said really doubting bad things could happen. Then again it was her original body. Maybe she could kill someone with a touch. Maybe that’s why she had gloves on. Maybe he should be listening more to her.

”Ohm yer not gonna need that gun by the way. Ever hear of overkill?” Bacchus asked her knowing she had no idea what his body was capable of.
(OCC: Feel free to move them to location of the culprit. )

>>”I get it. Hand’s to myself, love. Got it.”

Sveta mentally opened a tab. She would just chalk up all the things she was going to do to this guy once he was back in his own body, and she back in hers. Private parts and soft spots would be meticulously marked on that list.

"Maybe I'll leave you alone before we switch back. I bet you would learn so many new tings."

>>”Ohm yer not gonna need that gun by the way. Ever hear of overkill?”

"I've heard of kill." she grumbled, checking the gun and tucking it away. However awesome he thought his powers were, she didn't trust herself with controlling them.

The neighborhood where she had last saved Damien was not far, and they made it without drawing too much attention. Sveta turned a corner into the alley, and turned to look at her own body.

"So, I have a working theory here" she noted "Just play along."

With that, she reached out, and shoved her own body hard against the brick wall. It was surreal in so many levels, but if she was right, it would draw the guy out of hiding.
Hopefully before she did too much damage to herself.

”You’d be doing yer self a favor.” Bacchus said as he silently ignored everything else she said as they walked back to the location near where he had found himself when he first appeared in his new slender body. Only making comments when he felt like it. That was until they turned down an alley. ”Play along?” Bacchus smirked at her, ”So you are curious-ohi!” Bacchus yelled as he was pushed up against the wall.

”The hell do you think you’re doing!?! Besmirching my good name! Bacchus Brickson does not hit or push women!” he said out of breath trying to catch what breath he had lost after he was slammed against the wall, which hurt a lot. Blowing the blonde hair out of his face he sneered at his old body. ”You hit any harder your old body might not be working so great.” it was frustrating that she didn’t know what his body was capable of. He had little control as is with his senses with someone who had no idea how to control the strength or density? Might mean she’ll be cleaning up her old body with a mop bucket and a vacuum.

Regaining his footing and his breath he threw one of the expensive shoes at his old body it wouldn’t hurt but he needed to get the point across. ”Back off!” he threw the other hoping to damage them. He didn’t like being this frail and weak. He missed his old body. ”Help! he cried hoping he could end this charade soon he normally hated to draw more attention.

>>”Play along? So you are curious-ohi! The hell do you think you’re doing!?! Besmirching my good name! Bacchus Brickson does not hit or push women! You hit any harder your old body might not be working so great.”

Just what part of 'play along' was lost on this guy?!...

Sveta frowned as she watched her body bounce off the wall and start yelling. He really was botching the whole thing - she could only hope their target was still out of earshot. Seriously, though? Crappy acting.

"I said..."

A shoe was chucked at her and she ducked out of the way. Oh great. That was a good shoe.

>>”Back off! Help!"

That was better. Done for the wrong reasons, but better.

"Shut up!" she growled, and it sounded much more satisfying in a deeper voice "Shut. UP!"

She grabbed her own body by the shoulders, holding her firm, trying to prevent other projectiles.

"Hey!"

It wasn't Damien. Not his body, anyway. The guy that was moving towards them down the alley with all the makings of a knight in shining armor was taller than Damien. And better built. And waaay more handsome.

"Take your hands off the lady!"

Once he was in the grips of his own body he normally knew what followed next. A tightening of a finger or a quick turn up or down usually resulting in a broken limb or worse. Bacchus was for the first time in his life actually worried for what happened next. Not because someone else was in control of his body who had no idea how to control it but because the one piloting his body insisted on touching him. Meaning he might end getting hurt if it continued.

Bacchus tried pulling his weak arm away from his old body but only managed to flail a bit. Flailing hurt more than he thought it did. He wasn’t used to flailing. Giant’s don’t flail.

”****, you serious?” Bacchus stopped flailing and stared at the knight in shining armor now very uncomfortable with the situation. Hopefully the knight wasn’t expecting to get a kiss after he attempted the rescue or worse.

>>”****, you serious?”

Sveta wasn't sure who that comment was aimed at, and she didn't really care either. She let her body go (hoping she didn't leave a bruise, damn her new hands were large), and turned to the knight in shining armor. She had an interesting vantage point: For once, she was looking down at a guy instead of up. Her new body was a couple of inches taller and more bulky. That didn't mean, however, that the other guy couldn't put up a fight...

"Or what?" she challenged.

"Or I'll have to hurt you until you leave the lady alone" the other man smirked, and heck it was annoying. Sveta smirked too, although she was a lot less sure of herself.

"Fine. We can play it out, man to man" she said, cracking her knuckles with a satisfying sound "I can respect a warrior. What's your name, kid?"

For once Bacchus was happy he wasn’t in the middle of a fight. His body now was too frail and weak. Taking a few steps back his tiny body was further away from his old one. If the girl had any idea what his old body was capable of it would have been a fight that was over rather quickly and the distance he now had between them wouldn’t have mattered. ”Am I supposed to sleep with the winner of this little ****fight?” Bacchus asked as he tried to put on his best damsel in distress face.

Bacchus smirked knowing it would irritate or infuriate the one who was currently in his body. ”I’m just a frightened woman. I need a strong man to save me and sweep me off my feet!” Bacchus put his hands in front of his mouth as he continued to oversell his current role.

"My name is Damien."

Yup, the dude was stupid enough to use the old name in the new body.

>>”Am I supposed to sleep with the winner of this little ****fight?”

Sveta did her damned best to keep a hostile face while her own self was devolving into a whiny b*** behind her back. She almost rolled her eyes. Really? How fast did the guy want to dismantle her reputation?

>>”I’m just a frightened woman. I need a strong man to save me and sweep me off my feet!”

"Shut up!" she snapped, her voice a satisfying grumble. At least that fit the character.

"Well Damien." she said, cracking her knuckles once more for emphasis "Let's see what you've g..."

BOOM.

It was some kind of a sonic blast or shock wave. She wasn't quite sure, but before she knew it she was flat on her back several feet away, looking up at her opponent's annoying smirk.

"Son of a b***!!!"

”That’s no way to speak to a lady!” Bacchus yelled at his old body as the two men were exchanging words then shortly after one exchanged some kind of blow. Bacchus looked at his body fly backwards and then land on his old backside. Bacchus frowned. Now she was making him look back. Bacchus the giant taken down with something as weak was that.

”What are ya doing! Fight!” Bacchus yelled in his feminine voice he was still trying to get used to. Looking around for something Bacchus noticed a few garbage cans a dumpster and the shoe he had thrown before. Bacchus threw the other one with all the might his fragile body could muster and it almost hit the knight in the side of the head. Bacchus cursed low when he missed apparently the hand eye coordination stayed with his body.

If the knight noticed it or not Bacchus didn’t care. He didn’t give much thought into what he was doing next as he ran over and put his hands on one of the garbage cans. It was full but Bacchus didn’t think about it much as he struggled to get his hands on it. He let out a few grunts as he struggled to try and lift it. Only when he lifted it he felt a strain in his back and legs and fell forward onto the can as the contents spilled once it fell to the ground. ”So weak!” Bacchus said as he struggled to push himself off of the can he was now laying out on top of.

>>”That’s no way to speak to a lady!”

The cocky dude in her ex-body was quickly becoming the comic relief of the situation.

>>”What are ya doing! Fight!”

Sveta swore in Russian and got back to her feet - his feet - glaring down at her opponent. She was not sure where the blast had come from, but she was determined not to be knocked over by it a second time. Anger pulsed in her temples as she balled her hands into fists and took on a firmer stance. The body reacted to her will, her legs and fists growing bigger, visually bigger, and her height gaining serious inches.

Whoa.

Sveta's own body, on the other hand, tried to lift a garbage can, and fell on her face.

>>”So weak!”

"Oh, for **** sake." Sveta lunged at Damien, who didn't seem to feel the need to dodge. She expected the next blast a second before it hit, and while it did knock her back a foot or two, she didn't fall. In response to her will, her legs grew bigger too. I wondered where the limit was.

"Get out of the way" she growled at her body. Last thing she needed was her boosting Damien. "Get away from him."

Damien glared, winding up for a blast again, but Sveta lunged at him instead.

Bacchus struggled to get on his feet quickly and stumbled once before shouting back, ”I would but it is impossible for me to do it quickly!” Bacchus said muttering how this body was easy on the eyes and that was about it. ”Get bigger and toss ‘em yer making me look bad!” Bacchus said as he tried to melt into the wall once he got his back to it.

The new body was small and it seemed less of a target. That was until Bacchus opened his mouth some more to shout words of encouragement like, ”Stop getting hit!” or ”Seriously?” but really if the woman who was wearing his skin suit couldn’t figure out now what he was capable of she was either clueless or naïve.

”But he is soooo dreamy!” Bacchus said sarcastically. He took a few more steps to the mouth of the alleyway away from the pair as they continued to duke it out poorly. If Bacchus was in his body the fight wouldn’t even lasted longer than a second. This Damian guy would have been under his size 48’. He’d be likely to swap then. However Bacchus only had the tiny feet… and a pair of…. Without thinking Bacchus yelled to the two and lifted his shirt because this worked all the time as a distraction in the movies. ”Superhero!”

>>”I would but it is impossible for me to do it quickly! Get bigger and toss ‘em yer making me look bad!”

So she could get bigger. That was new. She had only been wearing this body for a short time, and she was not sure where the limit was. But apparently bigger was still on the table.
Her brain was so busy trying to win the fight without squishing the bad guy that the jokes didn't even reach her conscious mind.

Sveta attacked and dodged, slowly increasing the size of her fists and legs and arms and body. Every time she could take the blast a little better, and Damien was backing away slowly. She just had to make sure he didn't get away.

>>”Superhero!”

The distraction worked.
Kind of.
Sveta and Damien both turned to look.

Sveta was the one that reacted faster. She was mostly fueled by anger at seeing herself with her shirt pulled up, flashing... Well, herself. Luckily for everyone involved, Sveta was used to the sight of her own boobs.

Spinning around, she grabbed Damien by the shoulders and slammed him into the nearest wall. He made a very satisfying sound.

"You'd better start switching bodies back right the **** now." she growled "You might think I'm nice, but I can't vouch for her."

Him. Whatever.

The fight was done and it was all thanks to the girls. Lowering his shirt Bacchus strutted over towards the pair with his tiny nose held high like he was better than everyone else because he seemed to be. Stopping only to pick up one of the shoes Bacchus made his way over to the other two and tapped the heel into his free hand like it was a bat. ”While I’m enjoying my new assets I like the ones I used to have.” Bacchus said staring at the two. The shoe still hit her palm.

”Curious, you ever see what the heel can do to a man’s skull?” Bacchus started to laugh in his new voice, ”See it’s kinda interesting, while they don’t work really well for walking they make very good weapons.” Bacchus looked to his body trying to keep up the sassy tough girl act. ”Handsome can you please lay him down on the ground for me? Not sure I can kill him when he is taller than me.” Bacchus added a cold smile.