Chapter 14
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I wake up still spooning Amanda, I move to lay flat on my back but she holds my arm still over her. Turns out she's holding me in a death grip, I lay still behind her for a while waiting for her to wake up. About an hour later the pressure on my hand goes away and she rolls over to face me "Good Morning B" She says with a smile, eyes half lidded and her hair more of a fiery mane. I kiss her gently "We should get dressed, breakfast doesn't seem like a bad idea" I say, She nods blinking a few times before turning to get out of bed. We get dressed, I watch as she dresses almost carefully. "Ready to go downstairs?" I ask "Yeah" She says with a smile and nod, we head out and upon reaching the stairs I get Julia's voice in my head 'I need help again' It echoes a moment in my head "I'll meet you downstairs, Julia needs help" I alert Amanda "I'll see you in the kitchen" She says stretching to kiss my cheek. I wait for her to go downstairs before heading to Julia's room.
In Julia's room I find her sitting on the bed "I can't find my cane or I would've beaten you downstairs" She says with the faintest hint of a grin, surveying the room I find the cane had rolled underneath the bed. I hand it back to her "Your getting along here alright?" I ask "Yeah, you people are much nicer than I thought" She says, I nod, not that she can see the acknowledgment. "Any idea what's wrong with Amanda? She's usually more perverted and happy than sweet and kind" I say. Julia responds much more quickly than I liked "I wouldn't know, I'm supposed to stay out of people's heads unless I've got their permission" She says like she's trained the lines before "Okay, something is definitely up, please tell me Jules" I almost plead "Nope, can't. Promised." She says, defeated I lead her down and into the kitchen.
In the kitchen we find everyone else, Kitty actually trying to learn to cook from Margaret "Okay Kitty, don't let it burn" I hear her instructing as she chops veggies, Kitty scrambles to make sure nothing burns to the bottoms of the pans or pots on the stove. "Hey girls" I say with a smile, helping Julia to her chair. "Hey B…do you…smell something?" Margaret asks "breakfast" I say walking over and helping Kitty stir the contents of pots and pans. "N-no, something else. It smells…w-weird" Kitty says pouting, as she try's to recognize the smell. I look around the room but can't see anything out of sorts or smell whatever they can.
Amandas POV
"N-no, something else. It smells…w-weird" Kitty says with her back to me. I'm sitting at the the table, stove in front of me. I watch B work across the kitchen but Kitty talking gets my attention, I sniff myself 'Oh no' I think to myself 'the hormones' is all I can come up with, they'll smell more complex then when I tamed with B the first time because I'm pregnant. The three positive urine tests can't deny that at least, I hope not anyway. I smile "What smell Kitty?" I ask "I d-don't know or I w-wouldve said" She says frustrated as the contents in the pot on one of the burners begins to produce heavy smoke. She freaks trying to stir the pot but B shuts off the stove burner and places a fitting lid on it to contain the smoke, I get up and leave while the three are panicking.
On my way upstairs Julia calls me over to the sofa quietly "Hey, didn't get found out did you?" She whispers "No, almost but no" I assure her "If it was scent, vanilla covers the smell of death and hormones just as well. Or you could use I think it's lavender as well, or just eat bad smelling foods" She suggests "Vanilla perfume for the next week" I whisper, she gives a thumbs up in my direction "I'll tell them you went to lay down" She adds "Thanks, your quite the help" I tell her before scurrying up stairs. I spray on some vanilla scent before going to Bs room to lay down for a while.
I must've fallen asleep because the next thing I know B is waking me up "H-hey" I say sitting up "The market called, all roads out of town are blocked by snow. They said they'd be able to deliver what we ordered in the next week hopefully." He tells me, I don't know if I should be worried or elated really. "Aren't you mad? I mean most of what we ordered is for you" He says putting a hand on my forehead to see if I've got a fever. I gently take his hand in both of mine "B, I'm fine. Really, I feel great just a bit tired" I explain getting a nod from him "what time is it anyway B?" I ask feeling hungry "About Five, you slept most of the day Amanda, I got the call and was concerned because nobody had seen you since the breakfast burning" He explains. I smile up at him "B that's sweet, thank you" I say letting go of his hands "Are you alright?" He asks again "Yes, I'm fine" I try to assure him. No deal, he sits next to me on his bed and lays down. "How about I spend some time with you, keep an eye on you?" He asks, not really seeing another option I agree to let him stay for a little while at least. I lay down next to him and close my eyes, intent this time on sleeping and not just sleeping in boredom.
B wakes me again a few hours later with a tray of food "I know for a fact you haven't eaten all day, Kitty wanted to help me make you something to eat. She'd be here too but she just ate" He explains as I take the tray gently from him and look it over: A glass of iced tea, a plate of spaghetti, garlic bread, a bowl of mixed veggies and a personal sized apple crumble. My stomach growls as I look over the plate "Thanks B, this is great" I say taking the garlic bread-loaf, it's about a foot long. I rip the heel off and take a bite "Want some?" I ask holding the rest out to him "No Amanda, it's all yours" He says with a smile. I continue to eat,cleaning up the spaghetti and bread along with some of the veggies "So Kitty helped you?" I ask curiously "Yeah" He responds with a nod. "It's really good" I say taking a sip of tea "I hope so, it's the only thing I actually know how to do" B replies with a smile and shrug. "B, you know that's not true. You're good at lots of things and you know how to do lots of things, like farming, carpentry, driving…me" I add lastly with a grin as I watch him blush. I giggle "So earlier you said my stuff won't be here for a while, I guess that's alright…I mean, I'm allowed to sleep in here right?" I ask, he nods "Definitely, I can't deny you three…four" He says with hesitation, probably because Julia is more of a stranger than a friend now. I finish the meal he brought me "I guess I should be social for a little while" I say getting off of the bed and holding the tray, B follows me downstairs.
In the kitchen Margaret is singing Christmas carols as she bakes, She loves Christmas and the holidays for that one fact. She can make breads, cookies, cakes and more. On inspection I see more of the anatomical cookies she made nearly a month ago, She even took care to make 'Julia Style' cookies making me giggle. Kitty isn't far off watching and trying to copy Margaret, the adorable Naga wearing a much cleaner white apron than her teachers tie-dye apron. "So what are you making now?" I ask seeing majority of the kitchens counter space occupied "Sugar cookies!" Kitty says excitedly, Margaret shakes her head vigorously "Kitty we made sugar cookies an hour ago, we're making rum cake now" She scolds "Rum cake? That sounds delicious" I reply with a smile before I scold myself and realize I can't have alcohol for a while. I decide to go to the living room, my face still sporting a smile.
Kittys POV
"Y-you didn't have to be m-mean" I say quietly to Margaret as I mix my cake batter "I know, I'm sorry Kitty, I'm just trying to think of what to get B and you three for gifts." She explains "H-how close is Chri-Christmas?" I ask, never having experienced a holiday outside of the market. "It's December twenty-fourth and twenty-fifth, we've got about five days to the twenty-fourth" Margaret tells me. "The roads are closed, what are we gonna do?" I ask staring at the contents of my bowl as I mimic Margaret, pouring in a cup of rum instead of water. "I imagine Chris can help out, Courtney at least can." She says, satisfied with the consistency Margaret pours her batter into a pan and places it in the oven. "S-so you're j-just gonna call Chris?" I ask trying to think of what to get now as well "I'm g-gonna see if C-Courtney will help m-me" I say. Margaret nods "That's fine, I think she makes holiday drinks around now anyway" Margaret says adding another ounce of rum to my batter to get the perfect consistency.
"You must cook a lot for your apron to look like that" I say pouring my batter into another pan "Yeah, but most of these colours are icing, my favourite part of baking" She tells me with a smile as she puts icing sugar in large bowls and beginning to mix them with dyes and spices. "W-what was that sm-smell earlier?" I ask her as we wait to swap the cakes in the oven, Margaret seems to think for a few minutes "I don't know what that smell was, honestly I can't place it" She says looking at the dirty dishes that have amassed around the kitchen "Wanna start cleaning these up and then we'll decorate? I'll keep an eye on your cake after I switch mine out" Margaret says, with a sigh I nod, slithering over to the sink and beginning to wash dishes.
Margaret's POV
With Kitty distracted I set a buzzer to go off when my cake is done so I can swap hers to cook and head into the living room.
In the living room Julia is sitting in Bs chair listening to the tv "Hey Julia" I say sitting in my chair mindful not to stain it with my apron "Hey…Margaret?" She says "You're right" I say, she nods "It's easy to recognize the…Bs voice but you three are harder" Julia explains to me "Do you know what that smell was? This morning?" I ask "And where are B and Amanda now?" I ask, her eyes flash pink "B and Amanda are busy, whether it's about the holiday or not I can't really tell, sometimes I can't hear what they're saying but thanks to psychic abilities I actually can see…B also has mice in the house" She alerts me I look around alarmed "That's how you saw them? Through mouse eyes?" I ask "Yeah, I use my psychic powers. My eyes aren't any good but I duplicate the optic nerves, or more precisely the messages being sent back to the brain from a host and therefore see what they see. It's a lot easier than going into their memories" She explains the complicated yet apparently simple process. I nod "Okay, well that's something. I'll have to have B get mouse traps, my cookies are unguarded" I say hearing the buzzing noise of the stove I get up and head back into the kitchen to switch the cakes and package the cookies and other various baked goods in tins I had B buy throughout the summer. There's a holiday tin, a cylinder shape with a diameter of a foot and about six inches deep, one each for Chris, Courtney, Norman and Elise. Other people that we are more distant friends with or can be helpful like doctors, bankers, any workers will get a box wrapped in bright gift wrap full of baked goods. I rush in and swap the cakes, mine finished and Kittys now beginning to cook. I ready the icing for the cookies and frosting for the cakes before I make a realization "She changed the subject" I say irritated, Kitty turns to me "What Margaret?" She asks not knowing what had just happened. "Keep an eye on your cake, I've gotta talk to Julia" I tell her before heading into the living room once again.
Nothing, She's gone. Probably up in her room or talking to B and Amanda. I groan in aggravation and head back to the kitchen to begin decorating the baked goods.
Bs POV
Amanda and I are in my room talking about nothing at all as it gets later into the evening "Beer and pretzels and a movie?" I ask her, she swallows dryly and seems to be arguing with herself before coming to a conclusion "Iced tea and pretzels with a movie" She says with a nod. "Amanda, before we go downstairs, is there something going on I should know about?" I ask making eye contact. She nods 'no' "Come on Amanda, you never pass up on a cold brew" I say nudging her side playfully with my elbow. She punches me and drives me off the bed into the wall, I gasp for air after having the breath knocked out of me. "What…the fuck?" I ask gasping and holding my chest "Th-that hurt" She says getting up off my bed and holding her side before rushing out of the room. I struggle to get onto my feet and pull the hem of my shirt up to see a bruise well already formed. I poke it gently, wincing in pain. It feels like my side is more than bruised, I take a deep breath a wince "Okay please just be fractured" I pray, holding my side and limping to the kitchen.
On my way to talk to Margaret Julia calls me over to her "What happened? Your giving off major pain vibes" She says "Yeah, I was trying to be relaxed and playful and nudged Amandas side. She used Mach punch on me, would you know why?" I ask "Move your hand, I'm gonna use heal pulse" Julia instructs me. I move my hand and she puts her hand against my side before healing me "Thanks" I say "Be careful of Amanda, she's just angry" She says. I groan "What the hell is going on Jules?" I ask annoyed "Confuse Ray!" She yells, I straighten up "No, don't-" I'm cut off as I'm blasted by a purple ball, it knocks me back to the wall and I groan. I blink a few times my thoughts are jumbled, a loud ringing in my ears and I see three swirling versions of the living room. I feel what's best described as a mix of sea sickness and vertigo with a migraine. I move to lay down on the wood panel floor, trying not to throw up I close my eyes and try to wait it out. A few minutes later I feel somebody step on me and I groan, opening my eyes the confuse Ray is still going strong "fuck" I mutter, the person jumps off of me. "B! Oh my god?!" Margaret. "I pissed off Amanda, then Julie" I explain as she helps me up off of the ground "Julia healed me then blasted me with confuse Ray" I tell her, as my vision begins to clear and my thoughts begin to get in order. She helps me over to the sofa and slaps Julia on the way, I lay down to sleep for a while.
I wake up a few hours later feeling much better and head into the kitchen, I stand amazed at the banquet of baked good covering ninety percent of counter and table top. Kitty and Margaret are arguing about something, I clear my voice to get their attention "What's up?" I ask "Margaret says my cake isn't any good" Kitty says on the verge of tears "The rum cake?" I ask, they both nod. I cut myself a piece about an inch wide from each of the cakes, I look over both pieces. Margaret's cake is slightly dark in colour than Kittys but you can really smell the spice in Kittys. I take a bite admiring how Margarets baking is always delicious, perfect consistency and flavour and the more common colour. After a glass of water I bite into Kittys, both watch for a reaction. It was lighter in colour and tasted a lot stronger than Margarets, somehow a jelly had formed towards the bottom of the cake and tasted awful. I put a fake smile on my face "They are both great cakes" I say earning a hug from Kitty. "Really?" Margaret says, her competitive behaviour coming out full force. "I'll ban baking until after Christmas" I warn her with a grin "You wouldn't dare" She retorts, glaring at me. "Baking is banned until December twenty-sixth" I reply with the same grin. I see her charging shadow ball "N-No" I say before I'm blasted through the doorway into the living room, I groan on the ground before pushing myself up. I grab the phone and call Chris "Hey, I need some help getting around, presents and maybe a tree" I explain, there's a few minutes of silence before he replies "Yeah, I can have Carliah over in no time" He says, surprising me that he's actually sounding sober. "Who's Carli-" I start to say before he hangs up.
About ten minutes later I hear a knock at the door and I open the door "B?" The stranger says I'm surprised by the woman I meet. She stands about my height, give or take an inch. She's wearing a body suit like a gymnast would wear except for the fact it looks insulated. She's got enormous wings and shoulder length brown hair matching the feathers on her wings. She's got an hourglass body but more toned, defining her shoulders and hips. "I'm B…" I say trying to recognize the girls species "I'm Carliah, a Milika. Chris sent me to help you" She says with an essence of boredom in her voice. "I need to go to town for a bit Carliah, I'll need you to help me transport some Christmas gifts" I explain, she stares at me. Unblinking, 'resting bitch face' is much more realistic description "You'll owe me, it's too cold now but you'll pay me back later" She says blinking. She strips down out of her leotard and hands it to me "What the hell?" I say before she transforms into a twelve foot tall bird with at least a nearly thirty foot wingspan give or take a few feet. "Hold onto that, I'll need to put it back on in town. Now crawl up we're leaving, now." She says. I crawl up onto her back and hold onto her feathers, stuffing her leotard into my jacket for safe keeping. She takes off from where she's standing and soon we are soaring above everything but a few tree tops, I can see the roads are definitely too covered to be driving on unless I had a truck and plough to match.
Kittys POV
I watch from the window as B takes off with the bird-woman before racing to the phone, I dial Chris' phone number and wait for someone to answer "Hello?" I hear Courtney's tired voice come through the phone"H-hey it's K-kitty from Bs house" I say "I don't think I've met you" She says, I hear a loud slap and a shout "Umm…C-Courtney I w-was just wandering if you could help me g-get B a present" I explain "Kitten? You're the girl B was looking to buy a few animals for…a Naga right?" She asks "Yes" I say nodding my head though she can't see it. "I h-heard you m-make f-f-festive drinks" I say after a minute she replies "Yeah, I make them the old fashioned way. Not the typical Barmaid style" She says "C-could I get a bottle f-for B?" I ask curiously, I hear another slap "Sure Honey, he's a good man. Ginger rum, Cinnamon brandy or honey mead?" She asks with a sigh as I begin hearing a sucking sound "B-brandy or R-Rum Miss C-Courtney" I say thinking of how to pay her "W-would you like a j-jar of sleep venom?" I ask "What? Why?" She asks sounding surprised "I-I'm gonna guess I c-can hear Chris drinking, y-you also slapped him a-away a few t-times" I explain my reason. There's a few minutes of silence and I'm scared she's gonna hang up before she replies "I'll take two Kitty, I'll send one rum and a brandy in a day or two" She says "Happy holidays" She adds hanging up the phone.
With that done I put down the phone and head tithe kitchen, I search for a bit before finding two mason jars I assume contained pickled veggies or jam at some point. I find lids that fit and press my tongue against my canine teeth, the pressure allows my fangs to slide down like I'm preparing for a battle. Instead though I brace them against the inner lip of the jar and begin to drip in a potent green liquid, it's slow going but I manage to get one a quarter filled after about an hour before stopping and closing it. I refrigerate the jar afterwards with a 'do not eat – Kitty' note stuck to it before making some tea. As I'm filling my mug Margaret steps in "Tea?" I ask, she nods "I'm g-getting B rum a-and brandy from Courtney, a-apparently she m-makes it the o-old fashioned way" I explain. She nods "Chris is helping me get B a couple newer CDs and DVDs, and something for each of you" She explains, I realize in my haste I forgot her, Amanda and Julia. I take my little mug of Irish tea out into the living room and redial Courtney "Yes?" She answers sounding more tired than before "It's K-kitty I forgot to a-ask for something for the others" I explain "I've got paper and a pen ready" She answers, I hear a slap and very quickly a door slam. I clear my throat "C-can you get tequila f-for Margaret?" I ask remembering an old Master drinking it and being really happy afterwards "Really? Has she tried it?" She asks "N-no, I d-don't think so anyway" I say trying to think of what to get the others "What else can I get you?" She asks "Can I g-get a few b-bottles of beer for Amanda, like Christmas-y p-please? And um…a b-bottle of wine f-for Julia?" I ask "Julia? Is that Bs new girlfriend? Is she human or a pokewoman?" Courtney fires off scaring me "Sh-she's a Harlequin, b-blind too. W-we found her in the b-barn n-nearly dead quite r-recently" I explain "I'll have to find somebody for the tequila but I've got old bottles of the rest in the basement" She says "I c-can give you th-three jars of sleep venom and a jar of lust v-venom" I suggest the payment "Any paralyzing venom?" She asks surprising me "S-sure" I say, I hear a door open on her end and she hangs up the phone.
With business done I go back to the kitchen to see Margaret holding my partial jar of venom "Explain Kitty" She says looking at me strangely. "I-it's how I'm p-paying Courtney, Lust and s-sleep venom for my presents f-for you guys" I explain, she nods and puts it back in the fridge "S-so, Amanda?" I ask. Margaret nods "She always makes sure B buys everything except her gift to him, she usually hides a list in his jacket or pants pocket." She explains with a smile. "N-no, I mean I h-haven't seen her in a while" I say "I-I'm gonna go see if she's s-sleeping in Bs room" I say quietly going out, see Julia and silently flipping her my middle finger before making my way upstairs.
Amandas POV
I'm standing naked in front of the mirror in Bs room holding my stomach, I'm trying to imagine myself pregnant. As I finally begin to picture myself, which I find weird I hear a whispering in the hallway and move quickly to lay in Bs bed, throwing the blanket over myself and pushing my clothes under the bed. I finish in the knick of time as Kitty opens the door "H-hello?" She asks, I fake a yawn and blink a few times "Hey Kitty, everything alright?" I ask pretending to have just woken up "S-sorry if I woke you" She says slithering into the room 'Damn it' I think to myself hoping she doesn't get on the bed, move the covers or do anything to catch my interest. She slithers up next to me but stays on the floor "W-what are you g-getting B?" She asks I think immediately of my Christmas Eve baby announcement "A s-surprise" I say with a nervous stutter. She looks at me with 'puppy dog' eyes, a human version of the attack that I, myself know 'cute look' "p-p-please, I d-don't want to get him the s-same gift" She says, I roll my eyes and yawn "Trust me Kitty you won't, and after Christmas I'm gonna try to teach you 'cute look'" I tell her before patting the top of her head "I'd like to finish my nap now" I say closing my eyes, I hear her slither around to the other side of the bed where Bs had to sleep next to me. I feel the blankets go up, not enough to show her I'm naked but enough that she slips under it to lay in Bs spot on the king sized bed a good distance from me. "This is really warm" I hear her say, the springs move a little and I open my eyes to see her back to me. Wanting privacy I tell her the truth "Kitty…" I start "yes?" She says excitedly "I'm naked" I tell her, she doesn't move "that's alright, I'm just gonna sleep here" she says. I roll my eyes wanting to throw her out of the room, instead I roll onto my side and inch towards her and wrap and arm around her and pull her over to me into a 'little spoon' position "this okay?" I ask knowing she'll get uncomfortable and leave "Y-yeah, this I-is how B sleeps in m-my room s-s-sometimes" She tells me. I pull her close so my breasts are against her back and I begin to think of having sex with B, my member although smallish gets hard and rubs where her hips go from skin to scales. She's still for maybe thirty seconds before she begins squirming and practically leaps out of bed "G-get some sleep, s-s-see ya later A-Amanda" She says rushing out and slamming the door on her way.
I wait a few minutes before getting out of bed, I walk quickly over to the door and lock it. I return to the bed and sit on the edge, now not just confused but horny too.
Lemon
(Took forever to write, if you're not into futas [is that the word? I don't know] I recommend skipping this. I mean I didn't with other lemons involving Amanda but it may not be written well either).
I use the Dildoqueen species ability to summon sex toys; A ten inch dildo like Bs 'thing' and a small small fleshlight perfect for me. I lay down with my legs hanging over the side of the bed first, then I grab the big rubber. I pretend to give it an enticing look and giggle "H-h-hey B…" I say with a blush pretending he's attached. I move it up to my mouth "B…" I say keeping up the act, giving the the toy a few licks. Once the head is nice and wet I move it between my breasts slowly, over my tummy and stopping at my own erection to rub them against each other. I moan quietly from the sensation of the bigger dick rubbing against my own smaller member, the feeling causing precum (sterile by the way), to leak out and coat my penis and the falsely to become coated in the liquid. After a few more minutes of light rubbing I'm so sensitive I'm almost ready to cum, I move the falsey down lower to my pussy and prod it gently. A few misses and I eventually get the knob started into my pussy, I take my time and push it in. I moan at the size as I press it in, soon I've taken in a few inches and I clench around it. Quickly I grab the little fleshlight that I made to resemble my friend with benefits that I haven't spoken to since B adopted Kitty, she was a cute twenty year old girl that was lucky enough not to get caught by the virus.
She was twenty, roughly about five feet tall and weighed in just over a hundred pounds I bet. She had soft mocha skin, dark hair. Her name was Rita, she always wore tight clothes she even managed to catch Bs eyes a few times. She didn't have much of a butt, she did have large b cup breasts though. She constantly wore bright red lipstick, and she never minded driving out to visit me. I made my fleshlight in a likeness of her vag, tight and clean.
I slowly push the tight, foreign object onto my lubed member. I push it down gingerly, overly sensitive to the tight grasp of the toy and the gel like inner walls. I use one hand to gently move the toy up and down, using my other hand to grab the dildo and begin working it. I work the toys slowly up/down, in and out as I feel my orgasm building quickly from the double stimulus. I keep working the rubber and plastic toys "B…p-please…fill me" I say with a moan as I cum, filling the fake vagina and soaking Bs bed from my pussy. I'm breathing shallowly as I snap my fingers causing the toys to dissipate into nothingness, I giggle feeling much better and confident about my Christmas surprise. I change the sheets on Bs bed and put the soiled sheets in a far corner of the bedroom before getting dressed and going downstairs.
Bs POV
After about an hour of flying Carliah lands on the outskirts of town "Get down" She says as I do I pull her leotard out of my jacket. She transforms into her winged human self and I pass her the leotard, as she puts it on I realize that there isn't much of a back to it and that it has a zipper running up the front. I get my shopping list out of my pocket and unfold the sheet to find a few extra things scrawled across the bottom in pink ink 'For Margaret; bone working tools, Kitty; A tail warmer, Julie; A pet.' I see the last one and groan. Pets, I imagine an animal that could help Julie around in the summer months would be good if she goes for walks around the farm. I nod "Why don't you just get another girl?" Carliah puts her two scents in. I turn to her "I…pets…pokés…ugh" I sputter, before nodding "We'll look around, it means you'll have an extra passenger regardless." I tell her "It just means you'll owe me more" She says with what I thought was the faintest grin ever "The fuck does that mean?" I ask leading her to the building that hosts the market in storms.
Once inside the building, much like when I visited with Amanda after the first snowfall its hot and humid inside. People are yelling over each other, attempting to make deals and negotiate prices. We walk around for a while collecting items off of my list and Amandas, struggling a bit to make deals and bundle items together for better prices. After a few hours we've gone through several floors, now appearing on the pets/poké floor. "So" I hear Carliah say "pet or slave" She asks, I turn to her "animal or person, they are both friends not slaves." I say weary from the walking and having to carry plenty of bags. We walk through the animals first, I see a few more 'tropical' animals that surprise me: Parrots, Peacocks, colourful snakes and spiders, even an Aardvark I believe. Once we've walked through the animals, I take a deep breath and then let it out slowly. I hate the way they're treated, so I tend to walk quickly through and avoid eye contact with slavers.
About an hour into looking through the people/hybrids, I feel a hand on my shoulder "B…over there" Carliah says pointing with her free hand to a darker corner of the almost football stadium sized room. We walk over, I feel people glaring at us and I know they must think there's a connection between me and Carliah as the woman walks closely with her hand on my shoulder. As we get nearer I'm surprised to see not a caged pokegirl, but a thin, starved looking poké. She's wearing bright rags and doesn't seem to be tethered down by anything more than presumably broken will or hopelessness. Once we're within fifteen or twenty feet of her I clear my throat "Ahem…Excuse me miss?" I say looking for any reaction. After a moment she looks up through a heavy knotted mass of hair, her eyes searching for any form of a threat. She doesn't say anything but she stands up from her sitting position, and puts on a weak smile. It's an attempt to be bought, she probably gets beaten after each failed attempt. "What is she? I mean species wise." I explain after Carliah smirks. She resumes 'resting bitch face' and seems to think a moment "She's a…Fallen Angel" She tells me. The girl seems to shrink away at the mention of the species name, moving back to the dark corner.
"Hey!" Comes a voice from behind us "Sorry sir-" I say turning to see a stout woman, I guess she must be around sixty years old, maybe five feet tall and as round as a clothes-washing machine. "Er…sorry ma'am, we we're wondering to purchase her." I say suddenly. She adjusts her red wig on her head and pulls a cigarette from between her breasts, lights it and takes a puff "So you wanna buy my grand daughter?" She asks with a cough. I feel stunned as I look at the short old woman "She's your family, why are you selling her?" I ask unbelieving "She's a poké, why not?" She retorts as she throws the cigarette butt on the ground, stamps on it and lights another. "Why treat your family to such a degree?" I ask, I hear Carliah next to me take a deep breath. "I'd like to adopt her, if you can't be bothered to treat her with any affection" I say with an edge in my voice. "Adopt?" The hag says with a laugh that turns into a coughing fit "You don't adopt slaves cutie, they aren't people. They're objects, you buy them." She decides to lecture me, I turn to Carliah and see her face isn't displaying emotions but has turned red in the cheeks. "How much then…for the…slave in the corner?" I ask, she grins and runs a finger up between her breasts to the base of her neck "You're a handsome young man, you must be str-" I cut her off feeling nauseated "Two hundred dollars" I propose. "Four hundred and a quickie" She offers, I swallow my breakfast for the second time today. "Two-fifty" I say turning to look at the pokegirl in the corner. "Three-seventy-five" She says "And a feel" She adds stepping close to me. I step away from her "One hundred and fifty dollars, and my friend here doesn't attack you" I offer, seeing Carliah is fuming. The grandmother looks at Carliah and rolls her eyes "One move from her and a trained giantess will beat you both" She says with a shrug "One seventy-five, and I leave you in peace" I offer, she huffs and holds out her hand "two hundred and a kiss, then you've got a deal" She says puckering her lips. I slide four fifty dollar bills into her hand and kiss her cheek, pulling back and wiping my lips with my hand. "Hey! That's not what we agreed to!" She says "That's the correct amount of money and a kiss" I say, she glares at me as I step back and turn to her granddaughter "Hey, I'm B. I'm a friend, here to help" I say softly to the pokegirl sitting once again on the ground. She looks at me with tears in her eyes "I'm one of the good people left in the world." I say holding out my hand to her.
Carliah scoops the Fallen Angel up in her arms "She isn't heavy and she needs clothing" She says, the nameless young woman doesn't protest to being carried like a baby.
We purchase her some clothes before leaving and made sure she got a light meal before leaving to the edge of town once again. I tie all the bags together to resemble saddle bags and sling them over Carliah once she transforms, then I crawl up on her back with the angel now dressed but in the fetal position. I hang onto both pokegirls tightly as Carliah lifts off and flies us home.
End of chapter 14
It's been a long…process, a busy process. A lot of stuff going on, most of my writing has been at night when I'm not as busy. Obviously not everything is written well or attractively in my story, for obvious novice reasons. Anyway, I'll try not to take so long on my next chapter. Bye for now readers.