Fox and Krystal walked down the stone walkway that led away from the house. Looking back, Fox got his first glimpse at the house he would be spending the rest of his life in. It was a two story house of moderate size. The exterior's design had a calming effect, reflecting the lifestyle Krystal desired for them. Overall, it managed to blend in with the scenery, yet stand out. It was perfect; too perfect for Fox's liking.

"Anything wrong?" Krystal inquired, wondering why Fox had slowed them down.

Fox shook his head and replied "I just wondered what the house looked like. I never really got a chance to see it."

Krystal smiled as they continued down the stone pathway. She knew what was going on. Fox was getting used to his new life. Sure, he would miss the thrill of combat, but she knew that he was beginning to like the idea of a slower, safer lifestyle. Not that she would let boredom set it. After all, she still wanted to fulfill all of their fantasies, especially the naughtier, dirtier ones. She just wanted something to contrast nicely with their little "adventures".

"Where are we going?" asked Fox.

Krystal smiled and answered "Nowhere in particular. I just thought a morning stroll would be nice."

"Any particular reason why I'm barefoot?"

"Because I like feet, among other parts of you, and you're job is to please me."

"Any particular reason why I'm wearing this dress, but not underwear?"

Krystal looked at the bulge in his skirt and answered.

"It pleases me. And by the looks of it, it pleases you too."

Fox blushed, seeing for himself what she meant.

"Anything particular you want to do?" she asked, stopping.

"Like what?"

"You know. Play a game. Watch a movie. Play with our pets. What would you like to do?"

Fox hadn't thought about it. His original plan was to look for her ship and get Falco, Katt, and him off the planet, leaving Krystal behind. Now, however, he was getting used to the idea of living with the woman he feared. It was as if his fear had melted away in Solar's gentle rays, leaving behind a man who was becoming just another part of her fantasy and liking it. And the more he thought about it, the more he realized that this was his fantasy. Maybe not the dress or his friends/pets, but the idea of living a calm, quiet life with the vixen of his dreams.

"I... I don't really know what I want to do right now" he admitted.

Krystal smiled and wrapped her arms around him.

"Come on", she insisted "Let's go and try on some of your outfits."

The two of them headed back to the house. Along the way, Fox wondered what kinds of outfits she had gotten him. He knew there would obviously be dresses. She apparently has a thing for him in dresses. Fox wondered what else she would have gotten him.

Knowing that she wants to indulge in his fantasies, there would be tight, latexy suits. Maybe some fur suits. Then there was the bondage. Fox feared what kind of bondage gear she might have, but decided not to think about it. Deep down, he knew the world of straight jackets and cocoons would wait a bit longer.

"Fox?"

"Hmmm?"

"Why aren't you as afraid of me as you used to be? I already know the answer. I just want you to say it."

Fox thought about it and answered "I don't really know. I guess I just realized that while you are a bit crazy, you wouldn't hurt me or anything."

"You want pups?"

"What?"

"You want pups?"

"I guess so. Why?"

"No reason."

Within minutes, the two of them were home.