She kissed me, and in a matter of seconds I felt a sharp stabbing pain in my frontal lobe as my vision started going hazy. Being myself, I should have expected it to happen sooner or later, but not like this. DEFINITELY not like this.

I pushed her away and took a few steps back, fumbling as my back hit the wall. It felt as if my entire body was shape-shifting into a 40 year-old black man.

"Oh my God...your...your lips.."

"Yeah? Amazing aren't they?"

"What did you...what's making me--"

"Oh, this? It's just whiskey. I brush with it you know."