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So, she's never walked downstairs from her room and had her clothing suddenly change before. Jenny hasn't left Milliways since the disaster on New Thal and every day has been about the same for her: running, reading, studying, spending time with Bart if he's around.

But clothing changes? Yeah. So very new.

Her eyes glance downward at the change. Her trousers are now practically skin tight and laced up the side of her legs, exposing her pale skin. Black boots go up just to her knees and that white shirt she's wearing is too tight, too short, and too low cut. There are heavy gold braces on each wrist and her eyes widen.

Hands go up through her hair, now down and partially braided. There's some sort of cloth covering it and she wrinkles her nose.

But when Jenny sees the sword hanging off her waist, her eyes light up. Brilliant!

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This...

...is not a G-rated comment, folks. The narration is going to preserve her pristine mind and leave the exact details up to you.

Oh.

Oh.

It's a comment that makes her definitely flush head to toe, making her warm and uncomfortable in her clothing (or lack there of). Bart receives a surge of embarrassed desire before Jenny lets go of his hand.

Quietly, "Oh."

...Ahem.

She did ask.

Yeah.

She's just going to stand here awkwardly for a moment. Picking up on these thoughts and feelings during sex is one thing. But while she's not doing anything?

Yeah. The blushing continues.

WELL THEY COULD DO SOMETHING

...That is.

(Well, they could.)

Surprisingly, Jenny's too embarrassed to do anything right now.

Finally, after what seems like eons, she has a question. When in doubt, turn to question. "Is it like that for all boys? I mean. To see a girl dressed like this? If it wasn't me, would you...? Well, you know."

Awkwardly, "I don't know. I'm not all boys."

"Well, what about you?"

"No."

Jenny tilts her head, a small smirk on her face as she looks him over. He could be lying. She's read about teenage human males and she knows quite a few of them. Or maybe he's really sincere. Maybe she's the first girl he was ever really felt this way about.

While she prefers the second option (Bart, of course, being her first everything in so many ways), she also knows one thing.

It's fun to tease. And see how many shades of red his face can turn.

"So it's cause my skin is showing that you're thinking those things?"

He knows his girlfriend, and her not!innocence, and her teasing.

Thus, there is an entirely solemn and vaguely indignant, "Yes."

So not the answer she's looking for. Jenny chews on her lip as she tries to think of some way to make him blush. There has to be something.

"And my breasts, right? You like looking at those too, don't you?"

"I had noticed them, yes."

Still very solemn.

Her arms cross under her chest, emphasizing them even more. Bart has clearly been spending far too much time around her if this is how he responds.

"And?"

HE WILL NOT GIVE HER THE SATISFACTION.

"And what?"

HMMPH.

"And do you like them?"

STILL VERY SOLEMN, "They are very nice breasts."

(He is not, for the record, looking at them so much.)

Solemn Bart is not a fun Bart. It's actually a very boring, infuriating Bart. And so, Jenny has an idea.

Two can play at this game. She nods, now equally solemn rather than continuing her with her pout. The change in expression ought to be fearful. But before her boyfriend has a chance to question, she answers:

"Well, I think you have a very nice penis."

And as she states such, Jenny reaches downward to cup said anatomy as she pushes him back against the booth.

Y HALLO THAR JENNY

THAT IS DEFINITELY A REACTION RIGHT THERE.

It is a reaction and Jenny smiles gleefully at it. His face has turned some wonderful shades of red and as for other reactions, well, close proximity does reveal those as well.

Her thoughts radiate something about winning and about love and about how much better this Bart is from the solemn impostor that was there moments ago. There's also something about payback in there. Oh, yes. Definitely something about payback.

One hand still firmly on his crotch, Jenny places the other on his shoulder and uses it to push him down on to the booth seat. She crawls on top of him to pin him in place, hand finally leaving that part of him.

His thoughts?

Well, they're hardly coherent. Presence of mind, he does not exactly have right now.

Jenny giggles at them anyway. So much for Mr Solemn!

And then, finally, she leans down to kiss him - a painfully slow, wanting kiss.

There's definitely a thrill that comes from edging towards breaking the rules.

Bart...

...would be all for breaking the rules, really. If it weren't for the fact that Clark busting them for breaking the rules would be kind of a dampener on things. ._.

Well, Jenny hasn't seen Clark around. And kissing Bart right now is kind of far too fun to stop doing so.

So what if she takes one of his hands and places it on the exposed skin of her chest?

TOTALLY INNOCENT!

Then Jenny would be pretty much completely in control of this situation, really.

The narration fears.