"How could she make me lose my job? All I had was medicine, and now that's gone," Ben said as he stomped into the plush apartment.

He pulled off his scrubs and threw them across the room.

"I'll show her what's it's like to lose something important."

Ignoring the minions, he stormed upstairs and found Glory's most precious possession.

He wasn't anywhere near purged of his anger when he felt his skin begin to stretch.

"Not yet. I'm not…"

Hard became soft, and she appeared.

Glory looked at the shreds of her new Versace dress, lifted her head, and screamed.

~end~