Quintin decided to keep his eyes off her as much as he could out of respect, looking around the kitchen at all the utensils, then a strange feeling came over him.
He felt his skin crawl and his gut knot, looking down he saw his size also degrading 'I'm shifting back!? Here!?'
He looked up at Katja who cheerfully tossed the steaks in the pan.
Along with his return shift he felt his energy leave him as well, when it was done he felt ten years older, out of breath and trembling.
"Okay, not long now..." She said turning to him but froze when she caught him naked in the middle of the kitchen floor, with a peep she turned around.
"Quintin!? What happened!?"
"I, don't know" He said breathless "I'm sorry, give me a second okay" He said turning to the door and slowly stumbled out like a drunkard.
