"I can offer you power" said the pants. "I can make the paltry inhabitants of this world bend to your will. All I need is a willing vessel." And so she consented. The pact sealed, the waistline of the pants swelled and crawled up her chest, enveloping the living body as they went, like a snake swallowing its prey. "Now we are one. Let all who oppose us face oblivion!"
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