After a night of peaceful sleep, I wake up to a snoring Peter. I giggle at his open mouth and drool slipping from the side. He stirs in his sleep and slowly opens his eyes.
“Are you laughing at me?” he groggily says. I nod my head and he smiles.
He sits up and stretches as I scoot off the bed, placing both feet on the ground. I groan in pain. My thighs hurt like I worked out for hours straight. He smirks and chuckles behind me and I roll my eyes.
“Yes, very funny.” I say as I waddle to the bathroom and close the door. I go to the mirror and look at myself, I look and feel different. My eyes are greener and my skin is more even. My hair is a matted mess from the night before, I think back to Peter and his hands all over me. My face heats up and I smile. I turn the water on and lather m
