... that radical a shape change is a lot of painful effort. She almost as much as told me 'I want you to pierce my ears.'" He shrugged. "That bothered me too. If she didn't want Cedza to do it, why you?" I nodded. Neither of us could suggest an answer, so we sat in silence. The game progressed. It was a good way to pass the time, out in the hot sun, with a grassy field and greasy food. The people in the stands were mostly Rhysh nobles out for a day. I was intrigued by one couple in the corner who looked completely out of place. Two young fems, both Felinzi, almost too busy cuddling each other to pay attention to the game. I pointed them out to Aaden. "Oh, that's M'liin and T'farahn. They just like baseball. They're not into SM at all. But they do write the 'Sportslave Review' for the Rhysh newsie. I think they may beg you to put Ally in the game more often. She's clearly a hit." I smiled. Ally emerged from the shower shaking a large towel through her huge mane, a big smile on her face. I think she was only slightly surprised as I slipped my arm around her body and grabbed ahold of her throat lightly. |