any part of my globe at any time.”
She smiled tightly and took the tour of her new home with him. When he left, she walked back into the garden and stroked the flowers and trees, sure that they were somehow linked to what she was becoming.
Four months passed before she was ready to leave the house of Rekfa. She walked to his home and sat in the living space, waiting for him to return.
A whirlwind arrived and she got to her feet. “Hello, Avatar, do you remember you said you would take me where I wish to go? I wish to see Abrieth and Lerodan at Yodin’s home.”
Rekfa nodded and he grimaced. “They have left my surface. When he was confirmed pregnant, they left and claimed his property.”
She looked down at herself and nodded. “I see.”
“You do not. They have requested colonist status, and it has been granted. They will return by the end of the week.”
She looked up again and grinned. “Good. I still want to get out though.”
She paced and twisted her lips. “What is Yodin up to?”
“He is supervising a fertility festival on the northern coast.”
“Oh. I am guessing he wouldn’t want to be interrupted.”
“I think he would be delighted to see you there. He has changed since you have been gone. I believe he is on his best behaviour.” Rekfa winked.
She had gotten used to always speaking to the planet. Jurad was the thinker. He enjoyed being the silent voice in the planet’s head. Jurad came out at night, and he was a lovely dancer, if a little stiff.
“Could you take me to him?”
“Of course. I think he will be impressed at the changes you have made.”
She ran her hands nervously over her hips and she was hopeful. “You think so?”
“Not just the physical ones. I am very glad that you no longer equate muscle with strength. You look more comfortable with your own body now.”
He wrapped her in his arms and touched her new curves.
Aster had to admit that she had missed her breasts. The softness over the muscle had been a battle of will, but she had won and she was proud of her triumph.
In a whirl of wind and light, they lifted up and flew across the land, frightening Arez in his bird form and racing him up the coastline.
The roaring of the wind in her ears tried to drown out what she heard as they approached, but she could make out the moans and groans of the party in progress.
When Rekfa landed, he made a face. “Apologies. You should not be exposed to this.”
“Why? With few exceptions, most living beings arrive through this kind of acrobatics. Sex is quite fun with the right partner.”
She looked around at the couples in various poses. “I am guessing that the local economy depends on cushions.”
Rekfa laughed. “Call me if you need a ride home.”
He disappeared in a whirl, and she looked for the empty spot in the bodies. When she found him on the dais, overlooking the activities, she walked carefully through the writhing bodies toward him.
A few enterprising men and women stroked their hands up her calves as she passed, but she exhaled gently, and when her breath touched them, they dropped back in blissful delight.
That trick was one of her favourites, and it worked on all manner of wild animals.
Yodin was pouting. There was no other description for him watching the bodies twisting and humping in all sorts of permutations, with his chin resting on the fist of the arm propped on the arm of the chair.
His dark features were positively saturnine as he stared into the main cluster of participants.
“Your face is going to stick if you keep frowning like that.”
He lifted his head and looked for her. “Aster?”
Smiling, she removed the hiding field that Rekfa had shown her how to generate. It only worked on Yodin, but that was enough.
“Who else is going to tell you the truth? Everyone else here has a busy mouth.”
She finished clearing the party on the floor, and she smiled brightly at him. With a bit of nerve, she extended her hand to his. “Good
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