And with this chapter, we are officially at 100 publicly published chapters! Sweet Sands, y'all, that is a lot of words that you all have been here for! So much has happened over the last few months, both in the world I have the privilege of writing, and my own life.
I am so thankful to everyone for reading my work, and I hope beyond hope that you all continue along this journey with me.
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International travel had gotten both easier than ever, yet more restrictive in equal measure. Applying for a passport or travel visa to any country in the world, even the colonies on the moon, takes no more than ten minutes, with the approval being given in hours! However, the price for everything has risen to such a prohibitive cost that less than ten percent of non-Samurai people can afford to do it more than once in their lives.
-Excerpt from The History of Theme Parks: The slow death of tourism.
“Very well, Sire. I will let them know that we will wish to visit sometime in October, then. By that point, our troops would be fully trained and available for both patrols as well as static defenses.” Bahamut said. “I will make sure to block off that month with Black Log so that he will be prepared for it. We should be back by mid-November at the latest.”
“Very good.” I say with a light smile. “I'm sure it will be a wonderful time. Bahamut, see if you can't get a meeting time for me to speak with someone in Keiretsu so I can explain our goal. Outsider is correct in that we should try to stay honest with them. While we might have Doma's approval to hunt the Mikosanos, she isn't here right now, and it is their home turf.”
“Very well, Sire. I must warn you, however, that their available times would be when you would normally be eating dinner to the middle of the night. If that is fine with you, I will do my best to schedule a meeting as soon as possible.”
“Yeah, that's fine.” I say as my stomach growls. “It seems the two shakes I had were not enough for me.” I chuckle. “I'm off to an early dinner. Let me know if anything happens?”
Outsider nods, then returns to her station surrounded by owls and Ravens. Making my way back up, I am tempted to make my way to the drydock, but I shake my head. Instead, I send a message to the Family group chat.
[LilSam: Hey, you guys wouldn't mind if I explored the Cruiser after I eat, right?]
[Netwizard: Don't you DARE, Vic! We held off for days cause you were out of it!]
[BlindingCHA: He's right, Victor. You could at least wait for us to get home and eat first. Buddy's making a roast!]
[Foodbear: Tell you what, Victor. If you can wait for us, I will make a lemon cream pie tomorrow for you.]
[Netwizard: Hey! That's not fair, Buddy! Don't reward him for threatening us.]
[BlindingCHA: He's not threatening us, Cody, he's being cheeky cause he finally has something to look forward to. That said, I'm surprised you're out and about today, considering Cari should still be home.(I)~(I)]
[Blender: She has been chatting with me while I spar with Hilda, giving me tips on how to try and land a hit. I've gotten closer.]
[Blender: You set foot in that drydock without us, I'm suplexing you at full strength.]
[NetWizard: LolRIP]
[Foodbear:Lol]
[BlindingCHA: Lol]
[LilSam: (>o<)]
I chuckle as I sit at the kitchen counter, placing an order for a large bowl of ramen. Baba Yaga’s minions were always fascinating to watch work in the kitchen. Like watching a ballet, perfectly choreographed to the various songs playing over the speakers. The chopping of knives on wooden boards, the bubbling of broth and noodles, the crisp snaps of vegetables and the sizzling of meat, it was truly mesmerizing.
As I sat and watched them cook, one of the faceless mannequins placed a plate of spring rolls in front of me with a small bowl of peanut sauce. Taking a bite of one, I relished the crisp, cool lettuce mixing with the grilled chicken char and the small rice noodles, before dipping it in the sauce. A perfect combination.
As I finish my forth, Cari’s hand snakes around my right, snatching one off my plate. I jump. “Fucking-”, turning my seat around, I catch her in my arms as she takes a large bite out of the roll, laughing at me. I pull her close, yet not too tightly to allow her to finish eating.
“I have caught myself a food thief." I say, chuckling. “I wonder what the punishment should be?”
Giggling, Cari places her forehead on mine. “With what proof do you have that I am a thief? All I did was collect my tax.”
“Oh? And what tax is that?” I ask, my hands run across her back and thighs. She was wearing bright blue sweat pants and a loose sleeveless tee that hid many of her features.
She wraps her arms around my neck. “The spouse tax, of course. Any time you get food, you owe some of it to me as tribute. Synaptic mentioned that this is my right as your, oh, what did she say you called me? Your Warrior Queen?”
I felt a blush rush through my face and shoulders. ThatwassomethingIdidn'tsayALOUD!
Cari simply laughed as my brain melted, then she pulled me in for a kiss, establishing her domain over the kingdom that is me.
We stay like this for a few minutes, locked in passion and each other's arms, before I hear the clink of two ceramic bowls on the wooden countertop behind me. Cari pulls back first, smiling seductively and blushing slightly, while I am panting for air. She moves to the chair next to me and starts digging into her own massive bowl of katsudon ramen, pretending as though she didn't just ruin my mind. I sighed heavily before turning to my own bowl.
While I enjoy the flavors of the broth, I was truly unable to focus on it. I knew teenagers had crazy hormones, and that they ran roughshod over their lives, however I never had this problem before the other night. While I may have enjoyed Cari’s touch before, it was a tactile thing, the act of contact itself simply felt good, like wood smoke or petting a very soft pillow. Comforting, but not… this!
<Synaptic, did Ci-Spi do something to my hormones that you fixed?>
Synaptic chuckled softly.No, they didn't. You simply never felt the desire until now. And since Cari unlocked it in you, your new body is simply functioning according to your desires.
<So if I focused on it, I could control it like I do my sleep?>
With some training, sure. Sleep is a thing you have done all your life, so it was easy to slip into it. This, however? It will take quite some time and a lot of self control… or a Class II body.
<...You are cruel, Synaptic.>
She simply laughs at me as I finish my large bowl of ramen. As Cari stands up and stretches, her top lifting and showing her stomach, I have to turn my head away, causing her to giggle at me. She drapes herself over me. “Thank you for the food, love. How are you doing?” she asks. “And I don't just mean hot and bothered, but how are you doing after your session?”
“I'm… I'm doing very well, thanks for asking.” I squeak out. “It was a very productive session.” My voice evens out by the end.
“That's good, love. I won't ask about what you talked about, but I want you to know I am happy for you for engaging honestly with the therapy. I.. I need to schedule an appointment myself.” Her voice softened at the end and I felt her arms tighten slightly. “Dr.Augustus, he… is he trustworthy? I mean, do you feel as though he is actually helping you?”
I wrap my hand around her waist, placing a kiss on her arm. “Personally, I find him helpful. He isn't pushy, and conversation flows naturally. He helped me deal with the other day's events nicely, allowing me to come to terms with how I acted and reacted with everything that happened. He allowed me to come to my own understanding of myself, and how to identify my insecurities. I will, of course, encourage you to make an appointment with him, but that is your choice.”
She nodded into my shoulder. I felt her take a deep breath, then a shuddering exhale. “Right. That… thank you, Victor.”
We stayed like that for a bit, once more simply existing with each other. “Hey, Love?” I say. She hums at me. “Could you tell me how you keep avoiding my senses? This is the third time, and… you don't have to, of course, but…”
“No, it's okay.” she says. “It is a unique organ mother installed in me once I got my Slitherian form. It scrambles and confuses cameras and the like, to better hide me from… well, you know.” she chuckled. “It shouldn't have much effect on sound based sensors, however.”
“Oh, right.” I say. I condense my Scout Swarm to a dense flowing sphere just behind me. “Thses guys are my senses. They extend a good few hundred feet around me, penetrating lower class materials a good distance as well. They have quite a few different modes of detection, from visual, audio, various other spectrums, even seismic.”
She reaches a hand into it, giggling as the swarm flows over her, tickling her. “That makes sense, then. Here, I'll send you a linking key. It would allow you to bypass the field my organ generates and see me with your… swarm.”
I received the packet and installed it, dispersing my swarm once more. And there she was, in all her beauty, tangled up on me. Chuckling, I kiss her arm once more. “Hey, love? Do you mind if I ask you a few other things? Maybe in a more comfortable seating arrangement for you?”
I felt her smile, “Is that your way of asking to move to a more intimate position?”
I swallow as I feel a blush creeping up. “Not this time, Cari. I do actually have some things to ask you.”
Cari huffed in an exaggerated manner as she untangled herself from me. “Fine. Let's move over to a couch, I suppose.”
Once we got settled on the couch, with Cari to my left, I decided to pull her legs up onto my lap, massaging them. It was something I remember reading in a book, once, a gesture of trust. I must have been doing it right considering the moans she was failing to stifle. The Slitherian biology lesson did offer a number of tips to relieve tension in both humanoid legs and the tail, and her legs were very tense, i discovered.
After a few minutes of this, Cari had all but become putty to me, so I decided this was a good moment to ask her a question. “I must admit, your libido surprised me. Is this a thing you have had to deal with for a while, or am I doing something right?”
“Oh, you… this is not fair… Ah! Mmm… it's a bit of both… Haa!” I found a knot in her calf that I decided needed some extra attention. <Synaptic, could you get me a bottle of mineral oil that wouldn't irritate slitherian biology, please? Her legs are very tense.>
If I didn't know you were actually concerned for her and had found actual problems in her legs, I would congratulate you on some rather excellent foreplay. Her voice was very dry.
Purchased Slitherian Medical Massage Oil
A large pump bottle landed to my right, and I manipulated it with my Collection Swarm, depositing some on her legs as she had shifted her pants to very short shorts.
“Ohhh, that feels… Goddess, Victor! I thought you had questions, not… Ah! Fuck! Why does it hurt so good?” She all but yelled the last word at me.
I had to focus my entire being to not fall into my desires, hearing Cari’s voice like this. “I did, but your legs are a mess of knots and tension. At least once a week, you should have been massaging your legs, and once a month your tail. It's amazing you were able to walk.”
“Fuck, once a week!? Ah… mmph! Can-could you stop just a mo-Oh Goddess… a moment, please?” I stop working on her, simply running my hands over her legs now to keep the oil warm. I turned my head to look at her and immediately regretted it as I saw her face flush and her eyes full of that hunger. “To answer... your question, it is both. I have a higher than average libido that I normally take care of. It's a side effect I didn't tell mother about, one that I quite enjoyed. But you.” She stresses the word with a growl. “You keep doing things to me that fuel my hunger. Now, answer this question of mine, love. How much longer do you have until you're done with my legs?”
I swallow as I feel myself heat up. “A few more minutes, Cari.”
She nods, narrowing her eyes. I see a new message pop up on the family group chat.
[SnexyNoodle: Cruiser tour is postponed till tomorrow morning. Sorry, not sorry.]
“Hurry up, love. I'm so very curious to feel how my legs function after such an intense massage”
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