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Yeah, the thing about smoke making you horny is unfortunately true. It makes going to some restaurants VERY awkward. But it'll take some time to set in, even inhaling it directly, and you're practiced in resisting the urge to breed by now.
It is really warm in here, though. Something about Hecate's couch makes it feel much hotter than it actually is. You remove your sweater and carefully place it on an arm rest, leaving you in your BAND SHIRT and ITCHY BRA. The feeling of cool air on your scales is only mildly dampened when those sweaty scales immediately stick to the faux leather couch as you lean back.
Hecate whistles.
"Nice, you brought the puppies I see. I should get hormones too, maybe they'll work on me the same way." You give her a playful jab in the ribs and she giggles.
"If I smoke, I'm spending the night. No way I'm driving home drunk AND high."
"Deal. You can sleep on the couch. Or wherever, really."
Vowing to yourself NOT to sleep on this nightmarish creation, you ask her to pass the blunt, and she does; You take a couple deep puffs. Calm immediately spreads through you. Smoke passing through your lungs is genuinely healthy for you, and feels wonderful. You feel tension melt away from you, leaving you relaxed, euphoric, and only slightly aroused. Certainly not a noteworthy amount.
You pass the blunt back.
"Any idea what you wanna do? I got a copy of The Holy Mountain. Pretty poggers if you ask me. We can watch it on the CRT or the flatscreen, your choice. Or we can like, look at memes or some shit. Any idea, luniebaby?"
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