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He ‘eeped!’ again, but it wasn’t a sound of pain, exactly. “I d-don’t think it will. I don’t think this creature feels pain the same way I normally do.” 

At the word “master”, Jack looked up sharply. “Wait, what was that?” 

Bringing her hands up to cover her lips, Katelynn shook her head though her expression rarely changed. Sure she could blush in embarrassment but she was like a horror doll – no expression.

“….It slipped out..and actually if I remember correctly the magic anon said something about us being such a pair so I think mine might be related to yours. I keep having feelings of pride..and then the master thing…maybe I’m supposed to be your slave or servant?”

Jack frowned – or would have, if his face was capable of forming expressions. “Slave?” His long, sinuous arms tightened around Katelynn as he hugged her. “I don’t care if that’s what the anon commands, I’m not going to treat you like my servant.” 

“You might not have much of a choice with how I’m feeling, master.” Ugh if only it didn’t remind her of her time with Psycho Delic but the word always slipped out before she could stop it. She wanted to do whatever he wished. “I just feel like pleasing you and making you happy by doing what you command. It’s really strange.”

He was holding her tight but she still tried to break away from his arms to get a move on and go seek out friends so she could swat them on the behind.

“We can’t go out like this but I want to…”

“… Does it make us even,” he asked shyly, “If I want to do that for you as well? Please you, make you happy, do what you wish?” He stroked her cheek tenderly. “I hope it does.”

He considered that for a moment. Truth to tell, he wanted to go out too – he had a feeling that if he ignored his urges, they’d only get worse, and might become uncontrollable. “Well, m-maybe we can go out? It’s nearly Halloween, I doubt anyone will take notice. And if we can’t handle it, we can come back.” He bent down – a long ways – and nudged his forehead against hers. “Okay?”

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“M-Must fight it though..or it might hurt eventually,” she strained, flexing her hand out. Why did the anon have to give her such a curse. “And I doubt it will go away with just doing it once, master—…”

Eyes blinking, a shot of shock zipped up her spine and made her rigid. Had she really just called him that? Were there magic anons related somehow?

“S-Sorry I didn’t mean to say that..it slipped out..” In her shock she hardly noticed her hand reach behind him, stroking his backside before smacking it once. “Oh geez!”

He ‘eeped!’ again, but it wasn’t a sound of pain, exactly. “I d-don’t think it will. I don’t think this creature feels pain the same way I normally do.” 

At the word “master”, Jack looked up sharply. “Wait, what was that?” 

Bringing her hands up to cover her lips, Katelynn shook her head though her expression rarely changed. Sure she could blush in embarrassment but she was like a horror doll – no expression.

“….It slipped out..and actually if I remember correctly the magic anon said something about us being such a pair so I think mine might be related to yours. I keep having feelings of pride..and then the master thing…maybe I’m supposed to be your slave or servant?”

Jack frowned – or would have, if his face was capable of forming expressions. “Slave?” His long, sinuous arms tightened around Katelynn as he hugged her. “I don’t care if that’s what the anon commands, I’m not going to treat you like my servant." 

[Oh dear, Gail, you’ve broken the poor man. He gapes at the phone, his eyes wide and his mouth opening and closing, fish-like.] 

W-w-w-what … 

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She leaned into his embrace, feeling a sense of pride for some reason at being held. That was strange. “Children? Just because you look like this doesn’t mean it could be all bad?” Lingering in his embrace for a moment longer, she gently pulled away and tried to smile yet her muscles wouldn’t budge.

Sigh.

Yet her hand was twitching to a great extent. She tried to pull it back from him and avoid smacking him again. “We should definitely stick together at least…If we stay stuck inside we may never turn back to normal..”

Jack sighed, resting his chin on the top of her head. He was so tall now that he had to bend down a little to do even that. “I know, I know. But I’m s-so scared of what might happen.” 

His heightened senses picked up her hand twitching, and he realized what she was trying to do – or not to do. “Uh, K-Katelynn … if you really need to do that to someone, I don’t mind.” If he’d had real blood in his veins, he would have blushed as he said it. 

“M-Must fight it though..or it might hurt eventually,” she strained, flexing her hand out. Why did the anon have to give her such a curse. “And I doubt it will go away with just doing it once, master—…”

Eyes blinking, a shot of shock zipped up her spine and made her rigid. Had she really just called him that? Were there magic anons related somehow?

“S-Sorry I didn’t mean to say that..it slipped out..” In her shock she hardly noticed her hand reach behind him, stroking his backside before smacking it once. “Oh geez!”

He ‘eeped!’ again, but it wasn’t a sound of pain, exactly. “I d-don’t think it will. I don’t think this creature feels pain the same way I normally do." 

At the word "master”, Jack looked up sharply. “Wait, what was that?" 

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“I don’t know if I can..” she admitted weakly, nibbling on her bottom lip. “And it’s only going to get me in trouble! Ugh…” Bringing her hands up to cover her face, she tried to think of what the conditions were to get out of this anon. Unless..

“What if I have to do this to be my old self again? Or is that silly..?” He was right though. She could at least put it off as some mask but she didn’t even look like herself so she knew it would be best to stay away from her friends. “Maybe we should go out and test things and see?”

He didn’t frown, exactly, but his shoulders drooped again. “I really, really hope that’s not it. I don’t want to go out among people unless I’ve got no other choice. I mean … Katelynn, my instincts are telling me to find children. For a creature that looks like this, that can’t mean anything good!” 

Jack hugged her. “I think it’s better if we just stay away from people as much as possible.” 

She leaned into his embrace, feeling a sense of pride for some reason at being held. That was strange. “Children? Just because you look like this doesn’t mean it could be all bad?” Lingering in his embrace for a moment longer, she gently pulled away and tried to smile yet her muscles wouldn’t budge.

Sigh.

Yet her hand was twitching to a great extent. She tried to pull it back from him and avoid smacking him again. “We should definitely stick together at least…If we stay stuck inside we may never turn back to normal..”

Jack sighed, resting his chin on the top of her head. He was so tall now that he had to bend down a little to do even that. “I know, I know. But I’m s-so scared of what might happen." 

His heightened senses picked up her hand twitching, and he realized what she was trying to do – or not to do. "Uh, K-Katelynn … if you really need to do that to someone, I don’t mind.” If he’d had real blood in his veins, he would have blushed as he said it. 

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Trying not to pull away and hurt his feelings in case he took at as a sign to not touch her, she merely looked down. It was sweet and she always enjoyed his caresses but she had seen herself in the mirror. “No…I look strange. I’d probably scare someone if I went out but…”

Unable to help it she reached out to smack her palm against his butt again and then pulled her hand back rapidly, holding onto it with her other arm. “I can’t stop doing that either..! My body wants me to go outside and do that to everyone on the street.” She was shaking slightly from trying to stop her feet from moving to the door.

“Maybe you can tell them it’s a costume?” he suggested weakly. “Or, uh, maybe use one of the watches?” He didn’t trust himself to use one, though. His limbs changed shape too easily now – one wrong move and the watch would slip off. 

He made a comical squeak of surprise as she smacked his butt again. “Well, I don’t really mind, but I think other people would. Could you, uh, just stay away from people until this wears off?” 

Jack wrapped one long black arm around her gently. Now that Katelynn had brought it up, he was feeling a strange urge of his own. He wanted to find … children? But why?

“I don’t know if I can..” she admitted weakly, nibbling on her bottom lip. “And it’s only going to get me in trouble! Ugh…” Bringing her hands up to cover her face, she tried to think of what the conditions were to get out of this anon. Unless..

“What if I have to do this to be my old self again? Or is that silly..?” He was right though. She could at least put it off as some mask but she didn’t even look like herself so she knew it would be best to stay away from her friends. “Maybe we should go out and test things and see?”

He didn’t frown, exactly, but his shoulders drooped again. “I really, really hope that’s not it. I don’t want to go out among people unless I’ve got no other choice. I mean … Katelynn, my instincts are telling me to find children. For a creature that looks like this, that can’t mean anything good!" 

Jack hugged her. "I think it’s better if we just stay away from people as much as possible." 

[Oh man, those questions have the poor blue guy blushing like mad – especially the second one!] It w-wouldn’t kill the mood, anon. We’ve made love on the beach before without being caught, and out in the woods, w-we’d have even more privacy. [In fact, he seriously likes the idea of a romantic camping trip – he’ll have to suggest it to Katelynn once the weather’s warmer] Th-the chocolate syrup one sounds fun too, but hopefully not while we’re out in the tent. It would be too hard to clean up afterward! 

We haven’t even settled on those names for sure, anon. [He swallows uncomfortably – talking about the future like this is difficult for him] I love the idea of naming a daughter ‘Gail’, but I’m t-trying not to keep things written in stone. If the names feel right when the time comes, we’ll use them. [Though he’s still not a fan of ‘Ulric’] As for more children … I wouldn’t mind it, but I guess we’ll see just see what happens there as well.