Somehow she found herself standing in front of a very odd and colorful shop, just south of the main shopping district where many similarly strange shops made their home. Walking out on the street the woman cut a fearsome path through the crowd that milled about to gawk at the different displays. The people parted not because this woman looked like she came from a bad upbringing or any one of the numberless reasons for the average person to be unnerved. No, she just so happened to be a walking, talking and fire breathing reptile that resembled a tyrannosaur. Needless to say most gave her a very wide berth, something that used to annoy the scale covered woman some time ago. Her name was Terranie, one of many women who had been targeted and transformed by a rogue group of scientists with confusing motives and even more confusing methods. Terranie had been a teacher before the change and just barely managed to cling to her job after it, while it tended to give her a new level of respect from her students the new saurian shape tended to scare away just about anyone else. Taking a moment to look up at the sign that hung over the shop, it read 'Open Arms Inn and Curiosity Shop' while a picture of a long armed octopus reached around to cradle the words. While most would put cartoonish eyes on the octopus or at least something less alien, the painter replicated the odd orbs almost perfectly, giving the looming sign a very imposing aura. After having spoken to the owner, Terranie found out the reason was because the owner of the shop though the eyes were utterly adorable, she went so far as to compare them to those of a puppy. The reptile couldn't see the similarity but she had just nodded and gone along with the explanation, not wanting to alienate her host. Thinking back to her last visit, Terranie couldn't help but think back to the countless surprises she had faced, surely the shop and it's owners held no more for her. After taking in a breath she moved forwards and pushed the front door to the shop open, once inside it looked more like a museum than a true shop. The walls were covered in shelves and displays, everything from ancient swords and armor to giant blocks of plastic that were once called phones. For such a little shop it seemed to attract clutter. There was a thin layer of dust that covered most everything, giving the appearance that the building either wasn't in use or wouldn't be for the foreseeable future. This illusion was not helped by the fact that the shop has incredible poor lighting which kept it rather dim and dark. Terranie typically had a very sharp mind and stayed focused on the task at hand, but even she found herself distracted by all the odd things decorating the shop. One of these items looked like an old diary, however both the book and it's pages were made out of solid brass, resembling a stack of small tablets with writing stamped into them. Reaching for it Terranie was curious to see if the writing inside was a langue she might recognize, but before her clawed hand could touch it a voice rang out. "That is the spellbook of a great bronze-age wizard, he was both powerful and feared but not particularly bright as the only way to remember his spells was to write them down, not that he would ever use anything sensible." The voice was soft, but at the same time there was a rich depth to it that held strength, it belonged to none other than the owner of the shop, Olivia Mollisuce.
"Magic?" Terranie asked with a confused look on her face, the terrible jaws of the tyrannosaur had to really work to contort so that her confusion was easy to read, it could be compared to a blender that was suddenly compacted. "Well, that is the myth of course. But there are more things in heaven and Earth than the illusions of the mind." Stepping out into the light was a strange looking woman, her shape spoke of a middle aged woman who was very tall but with pale blue skin that rippled like rubber when she moved. Like Terranie, Olivia was a monster-girl but she claimed to be far older than the current group of rogue scientists which didn't seem to fit with anything Terranie could dredge up on the subject of monster-girls. Olivia wore a large robe that closely resembled a toga, while strange it fit her monstrous body easily enough, something few of these new generation monsters could boast. "Hello Olivia, I'm here for my visit. Can you spare a moment of your time?" Tilting her head the large shell attached to the back of Olivia's dome shifted just a bit as the ammonite like monster thought about Terranie's request. Olivia was a business woman, she owned and lived out of her shop, she and her family made a living off her income and what Olivia's husband brought in on the side. It was the classic arrangement of a hard working family, something that could strain the best relationship or stunt even the most promising child. "Addison is up stairs and Samatha is warming up a nice pot of tea for us." Olivia's reply came with the softest hint of a smile on her face, she normally held up a mask of total indifference but Terranie learned on her first visit that as cold and distant as Olivia seemed, the reality could not be further from the truth. Nodding Terranie moved passed Olivia who seemed to be busy closing down the shop so the four of them could have some peace and quiet for the duration of Terranie's visit. Moving back behind the counter she opened a door that was almost completely hidden by a wall of hanging beads before moving in to the back of the shop. Once she stepped inside Terranie was greeted to what looked like a normal living room, there were two couches and a reclining chair centered around a coffee table which were perfect for entertaining company. In the reclining chair sat another woman who seemed to be reading a newspaper and sipping out of a coffee cup. She had the same sort of rubbery texture to her skin but it was an odd sort of purple or pink, not blue like Olivia. Unlike Olivia Addison wore more modern clothes, an old beat up sports-jersey baring the number seventy-seven and a pair of comfy shorts. On top of that she had what seemed to be a dress of shifting plates of rock and a head of hair made up an long tube like tentacles. Glancing up this woman greeted Terranie with a great warm smile "Hey there Fangface, I wondered if you would have the stuff to come back after what happened last time." unlike Olivia, this woman had a rough and abrasive voice that was rather distinctive while being deceptively loud all at the same time. This was Addison Sanettle, Olivia's partner, self described husband and part time taxi-cab driver. She was the complete opposite of her wife, Addison was loud, rude and about as informal as anyone could get, contrasting the polite and proper Olivia completely. The pair had been together for little over seven years, Addison used to be human just like Terranie but after her transformation she somehow ended up with Olivia, married to not only another woman but a fellow monster-girl. The two even had a daughter by the name of Samatha, better known as Sammy. Her full name was Samatha Mollisuce Sanettle, since neither of the two women took each other's last name they just gave both to their daughter as a bit of a romantic gesture. In her last visit Terranie had the misfortune of asking how two women could have a child together and got a few more details than she was ready for, namely that Addison was not quite all woman after her change. Terranie hadn't gotten too many details about their past as the couple devolved into sickeningly sweet nicknames followed by some very passionate kissing.
As awkward as the sight of two boneless creatures wrapped around each other had been, the visit in general had been very pleasant. Terranie was quick to take up a spot on the couch, or rather most of the couch since her new body was not built for any chair yet made for human kind, couches on the other hand were perfectly fine. Glancing over at Addison who had guzzled her mug of coffee like a bar patron would a mug of beer, Terranie could only be both impressed and horrified at the short woman's intake. If it wasn't for their monstrous biology Addison would be a bundle of nerves right now. "So, tell me...how are we doing so far?" Terranie had made no secret of her reasons for these visits, she knew it annoyed the hell out of Addison but Olivia supported it, this was only Terranie's third visit and she was still trying to get a feel for things. "It's going fine, if there were any problems I would tell you." Her smile dropping for a second, Addison nodded and relaxed a bit further against her reclining chair, she was nervous but thanks to Terranie being up front with them Addison had a lot of trust in the tyrannosaur. Keeping her muzzle neutral, Terranie simply placed her hands in her lap and waited for the rest of the strange little family to join them. "Hey Miss Tyrant!" With a cheery, and perhaps all too Addison-like greeting, Samatha walked into the room from the kitchen with a tray in her hands, on the tray was an ornate jade Japanese tea pot surrounded by a matching set of cups as well as a small plate of cookies and a bowl of scones. When Olivia prepared tea, she went the whole nine yards, Terranie almost expected to be served a full course meal if she ever stayed for dinner. Turning to set her eyes on the six-year-old monstrosity, who was sporting quite a wide grin, Samatha looked like a smaller version of Olivia, though the shell on the back of her head was shaped as a long cone and her rubbery skin was a fusion of purple and blue, Terranie's best guess was that it was perrywinkle. Samatha or Sammy as she preferred, walked right up to the table and set her tray down before climbing up on the couch and sitting down beside Terranie with wide puppy-dog eyes. Terranie knew better than to underestimate Sammy, she was far too smart for a child of her age, paired with Olivia's rather stark view of censorship the child both understood and used concepts normally beyond her age, often to the shock of the adults nearby. Happily leaning up against the reptile-woman Sammy seemed to have no fear of being hurt on Terranie's rough scales or being nicked by a claw, her eyes were locked right on the teacher's face, waiting and watching. As they waited for Olivia to join them, Terrania helped herself to a cup of tea a few of the cookies set out by Sammy, who most likely already helped herself to a few while setting up the tray.
While waiting for Olivia the near silence was filled with the clashing teeth of a feeding tyrannosaur stuffing her jaws with some of the sweet treats, just by taste alone she could tell that the cookies were homemade, they had an odd blend of lemon and rosemary that was both sweet and tangy. "I see you are enjoying the cookies. Took me three hundred years of trial and error to perfect the recipe." Glancing up from her feast Terranie saw Olivia move into the room, practically gliding across the floor as she made her way to an empty chair next to Addison who flashed her wife a lovesick smile. As she watched the pair of monster-girls make goo-goo eyes at each other, she once more reflected on Olivia's odd claims, the ammonite monster once told Terranie that she was over two thousand years old, something that she referenced now and again. Terranie wasn't sure if she could believe that, but she had no reason to start a fight over this detail, what mattered was Sammy and her relationship to her parents. Swallowing her latest mouthful, Terranie quickly brushed off the crumbs and tried to ignore how savagely she had attacked the treats, instead clearing her throat to draw the small family's attention onto herself so that they might begin. "We didn't get very far the last time I visited so I was meaning to ask you a bit of your history, like how you two met." Olivia and Addison watched their guest very closely as she suggested a topic of conversation, after a few moments the shop owner reclined back in her chair "Addy, you tell stories far better than I do. Perhaps you should take the lead here." at that Addison sat up in her chair a bit before scratching her chin. "It is quite an interesting story so sure, I don't mind giving you the origin of Addison Sanettle." She than glanced over at Samatha who was cuddling up close to the toothy teacher "So kid, do you mind hearing it again?" to which Sammy just nodded and closed her eyes, looking like she may just take a nap against the scaled former-human. Turning her gaze back to Terranie Addison smiled "Well there you go. Poor Sammy has heard the story so many times, as you can imagine it's a bit of a popular request from those who brave the innkeeper and stop by for tea." she then took a moment to compose herself "Well, I guess if this was a movie this is where I would flail my arms about and shout 'flashback' or something. Anywho teach, keep your ear-holes open because I won't be stopping for questions. As I remember it the entire thing started when I was heading to a football game..."
Back in those days I was your typical punk tomboy, didn't give a shit about what anyone thought or liked, I was more interested in proving himself to the world. Luckily my parents were pretty modern thinkers and encouraged this behavior, which was a pretty stupid idea in retrospect but they were so very proud of their strong daughter and let me figure out my own way. I was a stupid wannabe punk, flunked out of high school because it was cool and utterly destroyed my own attempts to get into collage or even try for a GED. But some things never changed, I still loved sports back then and was a total bitch when in my element. I was heading to the local football game, our team would most likely lose but I didn't care. My plan was to wear my team's colors and sit in the largest concentration of the 'enemy' as possible just to see if I could start a few fights. Well, as the badass I thought I was, I took all sorts of shortcuts through dark alleyways which no woman had any right to be in without body armor and three gallons of pepper-spray. Going down one of those dark spots some guy in a labcoat stepped out of the shadows, he looked like the sort of geeks I would tease and kick around back in school. Before I could laugh at him he lunged at me, but you see I studied a bit of martial arts just in case my mouth got me in over my head so I took the geek down hard, slamming him to the nasty stone of the street before lining up a clear kick and socking him a good one in the balls...fifteen times. It would have been more if I wasn't spooked by shouts and the sound of several footsteps closing in, I wasn't so stupid as to take on an entire gang of labcoat freaks so I bolted. I went to the game and had some fun, started a couple of fights and came home with an awesome story as well as a broken nose. I completely forgot about the little geeky guy and a week later there was another game on, one which I so very wanted to attend. Cutting through more back alleyways I was stopped by the same guy, he was walking with a limp and the creepiest damn smile I have ever seen. But before I could take up a pose or rush him, some mook came up from behind with a taser and zapped me good, taking me down to the ground this time. I couldn't move and the creepy bastard was looming over me with that damn smile of his, he reached into his pocket and took out a needle before whispering "So proud. I will break you woman...if you can even be called that when it is done." I was freaking the hell out but couldn't so much as scream for help. He stabbed it right into my neck and this swirling green sludge pumped under my skin, it made me feel sick to my stomach like my body wanted to try and vomit the crap up somehow. My head began to spin as he dropped me fully to the ground, he then nodded to one of his buddies, they were dressed just like the geek but with thick goggles that hid their faces. One of them placed a bag down and he took out a vial of red fluid which he poured over my thighs. It burned so bad, I finally managed to pull some control back and whimpered. The geek just chuckled and with the help of the other mooks he limped off to leave me writhing in that dark alleyway. That red shit cut right through my legs, separating them from my body before boiling them away into some foul smelling goo. At that point I passed out from the pain, both from my legs and my bones turning to mush.
I honestly don't know how long it was until I woke up, but when I did I found that I had been changed, my skin was purple and I had tentacles for hair, missing a few fingers and on top of all that my lower waist had fused into this rocky stump. With my legs gone I could only crawl, desperately pulling myself out of that alleyway and on to the lonely streets. It was the dead of night, what few people were out just thought I was some drug fueled hallucination and ignored me. I crawled for several blocks, shouting for help now and again before trying to bang on one of the many shops, luck was with me and that shop was staffed by someone who could and would help. I passed out again by the time I pounded the door half off it's hinges so I never saw what happened after that. Olivia tells me she was quite shocked to find me on her doorstep, she took me inside and placed me in one of her guest rooms. I woke up to the smell of hot scones and tea, the moment I got my eyes open I said something about tea being for hippies and that coffee was the real deal. I just got enough of my wits together to reach out and eat the scones, they were some really kickass lemon scones. I may or may not have asked one to marry me as I ate them. Later I learned that I had lost the better part of three days between my attack, mutation and trying to find help. That mess is pretty much all a blur to me. Olivia then came in to scare the shit out of me, I screamed at her "Go away you tentacle demon!" to which she just cocked her head at me and asked "Does that mean you don't want more scones?" which made me nearly bite my tongue. Those scones were worth risking tentacle demons. I managed to calm down a bit and after some chatting I realized that she wasn't a demon or anything, just a shopkeeper slash innkeeper who happened to be a prehistoric celphalopod. No biggie. I told her what little I remembered and she asked if I wanted to call my parents. As much as I wanted to run home and cry to mommy and daddy dearest, I doubted they would be able to handle me being maimed and mutated. It was hard but I managed to coax Olivia into letting me stay for a week or two, mostly I kept to the bed and had to be carried everywhere. That even means to the bathroom where I learned that this shell comes off, it's both part of me and separate at the same time, it's sort of hard to explain. But what was under I was not ready for, it was then that I realized what that geek meant, I had basically grown a big honking pipe. It scared the hell out of me all over again, but at least this I could hide to some extent. After a few days Olivia took a look at the bottom of the stone-dress-shell-thingy and noticed that the bottom could open up to an extent, also that my stumps where spouting hundreds of long tentacles which she believed would form back into legs as I healed. With this news I decided to push back calling my parents even further, I wanted to at least meet them standing up even if I couldn't meet them as a member of their own species.
Over time we also figured out that I could use the tentacles like suckers, attaching to almost anything like walls or the bed or even Olivia herself. At that point I was more than a little stir-crazy from sitting around all the time, so I lashed myself to Olivia's shoulder and rode around with her to try and help out around the shop as best I could. That didn't work out too well as it freaked out almost everyone to see one tall woman carried half of another woman on her right shoulder. After a bit of trial and error I learned that I no longer had any bones and could basically 'blorph' back into the shell, which just made Olivia look like she was wearing a single shoulder-pad for no reason. In helping her out I began to watch Olivia, seeing her very strange attitude towards the humans who feared her and the world in general, I always thought I was the toughest thing alive but after watching her for a few days I realized that Olivia was tougher than I could ever hope to be. I also began to notice she was more than just a pretty face, she had these really awesome mental powers, telekinesis is what she called them, the abilities to move things with her mind. Oh, don't worry your skull none, Olivia isn't a telepath by any means, she can only read the minds of those she is extremely close with and then only if me or Sammy direct our thoughts at her. So your inner sins are still good and private Miss Terranie. Now, back to me! Well we started to figure out ways to work together, while Olivia would manage the bottom shelves I would focus on the higher ones or just hunt out cobwebs in my spare time. It was a magical time, the first real period of stable happiness I knew. Sure my family weren't all that bad as people go, but Olivia was interested in me and took my opinions seriously as well as countering them, she never said my views were wrong, just that they were different. I think that's when I really started to fall for her even if I wasn't aware of it, she was such a beautiful accepting soul and it was making me a better person little by little. You might think I am a bit of a bitch now, but trust me you would have hated the arrogant little tart I used to be. As we learned more about each other I continued to grow stronger, the hundreds of little tentacles wound around themselves and began to gel together into a single solid mass until you get the shapely runner's legs you see before you. As you can imagine I was thrilled, took some time figuring out my new muscles and limbs but with Olivia watching over me and my unnatural regeneration I recovered pretty quickly. At the end of two weeks I could move and act independently of Olivia, I was ready to call up my parents and ask them to come and pick me up.
Before I made the call though I turned to Olivia and gave her a hug, I was going to miss her and hoped we could still keep in touch after this mess all blew over. So I used her shop phone, an old rotary dinosaur which took some training to understand, to call my parents to explain to them that I got attacked in an alleyway and where I was but things turned out okay and to please not be frightened by my new appearance. Then the waiting started. I was so freaking nervous, I drank two entire pots of coffee all by myself, I barely even noticed the affects. After a grueling twenty minuets my parents bust through the door, when they set their sights on me and Olivia they looked like they were about to faint. It took a lot of convincing to get them to understand we were harmless and that I was in fact their daughter. The trouble was they refused to believe it. My father got angry and began to accuse Olivia of using one of her freak friends to play a sick joke while my mother just hid her eyes and wept about the loss of her child. Olivia said and did nothing, she just hung back and let family deal with family, at least at first. Once I got over the shock I got pissed, screaming every curse in every combination I could think up. Then suddenly I felt my hair tingling, it's another one of those hard to explain things. In any case the tentacles on my head were getting locked and loaded with hundreds of tiny, venom packed darts. Thankfully I didn't get the chance to use them beyond peppering the door, Olivia had acted quickly and shoved my parents out the door just in time for it to block the shots, they then screamed and ran off. I never tried to contact them again, I think they even moved out of our old house, I don't know where they are now and don't care. The last thing I want is them to try and confuse my poor Sammy and god or whatever help them if they try. They threw me away, for privacy reasons I won't give you their names, not their first or last. I legally changed my last name shortly before Olivia and I got married to something more fitting. In any case after they left Olivia tried to calm me down, she placed a hand on my shoulder which I met by wildly trying to punch her in the face. My fist grazed her left shoulder thankfully, in distress my body oozes toxic venom, poison and acid which all pooled into my fist at that moment. Olivia's skin began to decay and melt around the sight of impact but I wasn't paying attention to that, my fist didn't stop at her shoulder but slid passed and out, stretching until it crashed into the far wall.
Like a twisted superhero my limbs could now stretch, their limits are around twenty feet in total, extremely handy in a good fight or in a night of passion. But writhing limbs were the last thing on my mind, I was utterly dumbstruck that these abilities were manifesting in me now, the jolt of emotional chaos had brought them to the surface and I had no idea how to control them. My arm came back to me and I quickly shoved Olivia aside before running deeper into the shop, my failing and stretching limbs left a trail of melted objects in their wake until I burned right through the door of the bathroom and hid inside the shower where I balled up and began to cry. I guess I was in some sort of state of denial or shock since my assault and transformation because everything just hit me so damned hard, the pain of the attack, my now muddied gender, the new monstrous body forced on me, my parents and my old life falling apart like rotting wood. I cried for a good hour, until my tears began to burn away the tiles in the shower. Finally after what seemed like forever Olivia came for me, her form filled the doorway, towering over the miserable creature I had become. She moved in close to me, the horrible burn mark on her shoulder had been healed but the hole in her toga remained, not that I noticed it at the time. She bent down and looked me right in the eye before asking "What is wrong?" those three little words nearly killed me. I was an utter mess, unable to control myself and stuck in a slowly melting shower, then this uppity bitch has the balls to ask me what's wrong. I decided to really let her have it, collecting myself a bit before shooting her a glare "Look at me! I am a fucking monster. I'm a walking toxic waste dump, I could kill everyone around me without thought! This disgusting body nearly killed my parents for gods sake! They don't even want me any more and on top of all that I have a damned dick! I'm not even a woman anymore! You have some nerve asking me what the hell in wrong with-" I didn't get any further before she leaned in closer and placed a finger over my lips. "Listen Addison." She said, using this odd authoritative tone I've never heard before "Am I a monster?" it was a simple question with a simple answer.
I couldn't bring myself to say a word, so I just shook my head as I focused on her through the tears. "I am no more a monster than you are. You parents have given up their right to be called that, no mother or father would ever leave a child in need. What you do about them is ultimately your choice but don't you dare blame yourself for their loss!" As she spoke I could hear something creeping into her voice and as I looked into Olivia's eyes I could see that they were getting a bit misty around the edges. "You have been given a choice, one that very few of us get. Will you be a man or a woman? Or will you embrace both sides and be you. Addison, you don't need labels or anyone all you need is-" She was getting so wound up and angry for me, it was the nicest thing anyone had ever done for me at that point in my life. She had been fighting for me, I realized Olivia had always been fighting for me, just in her own way and now I could see so very clearly. In the heat of the moment I pushed myself up and kissed her. Now, I was no innocent young maiden, I had several boyfriends before being mutated and even played around with a girl or two, I knew lust when I felt it but this was so much more. It was like...trying to swim in a freezing ocean, the cold just rips right through you in the purest high. I think I shocked Olivia when I kissed her like that, but she didn't pull away, we continued to kiss a bit longer before she pulled back from me, her cheeks lightly flushed with a darker blue tint. The first thing I noticed when we parted was that my acidic body had melted both her clothes and mine away while slowly eating away at Olivia's skin. But before I could panic she held up a hand and smiled as her body began to absorb the cocktail of toxins and heal "My body can take it." she told me "I will adapt and overcome. How do you think I survived a dip in New York's water ways?" to my shock I couldn't help but laugh. She was immune to me, to my venom, poison and acid. We sat there for a long while, neither wanting to really talk about the kiss we shared, but when she turned to look at me she had a little smile on her face and it caused me to blush in return, so much for a dick making me more of a man. She then let out the cutest little chuckle I ever heard "You know, getting upset and running into the bathroom was a very girly thing to do." I was blown away that she could joke like that, the only thing stranger was that I found myself laughing and hugging that beautiful blue woman.
After that Olvia helped me wash off the toxins on my body and I did the same for her, we couldn't risk going through another set of clothes...oh and shocking as it may sound nothing happened in that shower. God knows it gave me some really vivid dreams that night but neither of us wanted to push things and I was still too leery of the swinging lead between my thighs to even think about using it for fun. After we got cleaned up and dressed, things began to fall into a sort of regular pattern, once I had control of my powers that is, can't go around melting people. With no job or future I basically bummed a room at the shop and Olivia put up with me, saying she would continue to do so until I could get a place of my own. I at least insisted to help rebuild the shower since it was my fault it got turned to slag, it would be a while before I had the money to repay her but I figured she wouldn't mind an extra pair of hands around the shop. So I went out on errands to the market for food and other necessities, as well as applied for any job that I could find an application for. On one of these trips I bumped into someone, an old friend who I would know even if I was blind and deaf. It was that labcoat guy! He was just buying a hotdog on the corner like a normal person...the bastard! It took all my willpower not to run over there and kick him so hard he sailed clear over four buildings. I grudgingly forced myself to turn and move on before he saw me, but as I left I swore I saw him eyeing some young girl who was passing by. All the way back to the shop I couldn't help but turn over everything in my mind, after several weeks getting used to my new life it was all thrown back in my face. Then there was the matter of the girl, I was frightened he was planning to change someone else and I had just let him get away with it. Mixed up I came to Olivia and for once her neutral attitude did not smooth things over. She told me that it didn't matter, his group were large and powerful, if I took the geek out he would be replaced in an hour at most and all I would have done was feed my own sense of revenge. Sooner or later the police or federal government would shut them down, she told me the best thing to do would be just to wait. Just wait and ignore them. It was the first real fight we had, I yelled at her and called her a fucking do-nothing neutral-bitch before storming out of there to track the bastard down.
I went back to the market and found him without much trouble, why those morons wear labcoats in public I will never understand. In any case he was stalking that same school girl waiting for her to get near a dark alleyway to drag her off. But I snuck up behind him and grabbed the moron before tossing him down the alley instead, he hit the ground cursing and moaning about skinned knees. Oh, I was wearing a bit of a smile as I walked right into the alley and towered over him, if I still had bones I would have cracked my knuckles. I miss doing that. Well the geek wasn't smiling now, in fact he looked like he might soil himself as I extended out one of my arms and punched a melting hole into the brick of a near by building. But before I could say anything I felt something drop over my head, it was a burlap bag which his two buddies used to neutralize my tentacles which were now filling that bag full of melting holes. You see, I'm pretty strong, you know those giant weights at gyms? I can juggle seven of those without much problem, trouble is that doesn't mean shit when you can't see and your outnumbered. They tackled me into a wall and I just barely resisted the urge to coat my body in toxins, I certainly didn't want to walk home stark naked. But before that was an issue I heard a low rumbling sound followed by a loud crash and several screams. When I pulled the sack off my head I noticed a giant freaking hole in the side of one of the building that made up the alleyway, thankfully it was just a warehouse. Standing there in the rumble was Olivia, her arms stretched out and wrapped around the labcoat guy and his backup flunkies. I didn't know she could do that, in fact our powers overlapped a shocking amount what with her immunity to my toxins, hard shell and stretching limbs. Olivia can stretch her's to around sixty feet and she is about four times stronger than I am, my lovely wreckingball of a woman. Well, she wrapped them up in her arms, there were four of them in total, the creepy geek guy was freaking out, as he should, while the other three were just trying to go on being unnoticed.
"I do not judge." She told me "We all have our reasons for what we do, good and evil are concepts that have no place in this world. It all boils down to who you are and what you do with the time you have." with that she just stood there and held them for me. It was so insanely hot to see that. She had been so worried about me that she not only came to help out against her own ideals but serve the bastard and the mooks up on a silver platter to do with as I see fit. I must have been grinning like a mad-woman because the labcoats began to shiver in fear. I stopped myself and just took a good hard look at them, they were frightened of a monster, not the person they wronged coming after them, some fucking monster. This really killed my revenge buzz. With a loud sigh I leaned back against the building and muttered "No Olivia. I'm better than these trash. I guess you should...let them go or call the police or something." I was in a bit of a mood but I was now very aware of my actions and the choice Olivia had given me. Once more she never tried to force me to be who she thought was the ideal person, she forced me to choose what sort of person I wanted to be. She let the creepy guy and one of the mooks go to free up one of her arms before she reached into her toga and pulled out what looked like a bronze bracelet with a pearl set into the center, my birthstone. Still holding the two confused mooks as the other two ran for it, Olivia stepped up to me and placed the bracelet in my hands before saying "There are many cultures of this world who practice many different beliefs. Same trade shark teeth, make long annoying rituals to bind themselves to the Earth or some even...trade rings...if they have the fingers for it that is." I stared hard at that bracelet, it was like the entire world ground to a halt just for me to have that moment.
In her own round about way Olivia was asking me to be her's. It was a little sudden, by this time we only knew each other for two months, barely at that. But we clicked, we could both feel it but neither wanted to take any sort of step forwards. I could feel tears in my eyes again, thankfully not the melting sort, I slipped it on and smiled at her "Yeah, you got me for better or worse little Olive." it was the first time I ever used her nickname and she blushed hard, it was so very cute. We locked eyes and felt another kiss coming on, but just as I got up on the tips of my toes to try and brush against her lips, there came a very distinct "Awwwwe!" and our heads snapped around, both of us had completely forgotten about the two mooks. I shouted at them a little, Olivia told me my face was flushed a deep fuchsia in color but after I cooled off we had a little laugh about it. Then I got an idea, I asked Olivia how long she planned for us to be engaged and she just shrugged her shoulders, I don't think she thought this through too well, a first for my lovely wife. I took her free hand and dragged her out of the alleyway, with mooks still wrapped up and hanging in the air we charged down the street and towards the courthouse. While few states at the time were for same-sex marriages, I was technically both a man and a woman so we used that legal loophole and some clever jargon to put pressure in the right places. Olivia used some of her connections to get a judge to sign our wedding papers, we even used the mooks as witnesses, they were so touched they went so far as to sign their real names. One of them still sends us a card on our anniversary, but we have no idea what ever happened to them. Afterwards we let them go and settled back into our very hastily made life, now newlyweds Olivia used the slagged shower as an excuse to remodel most of the house part of the shop. You see she doesn't sleep in a bed, it's like a large bed-shaped fish tank that is completely soundproof, she needed a larger one for both of us. Sammy has a similar arrangement, her room was converted out one of the guest rooms. I got a job as a taxi driver and we got real used to married life, I even got to try out being a man in the bedroom and it was...well it was different. I'll spare your poor heart the details.
Some months later we discovered that Olivia was pregnant, an utter surprise since she claimed that none of her past human partners ever managed that. If you are wondering it mimicked human pregnancies for the most part, though her body created a thick vitamin rich ink instead of milk for our child to drink. Sammy was a cute little thing, I have some baby pictures if you want to see them. She was more or less like a human baby, though she had a flat, built in helmet which began to grow into a cone a good while after she was born. Neither of us thought we would be mothers or a father, she turned our world upside-down but for the better this time. We became a family, the sort you see on TV in bad sitcoms, I never imagined it would happen to me but it did and I would never have it any other way. I love my life, my daughter and my wife. For what it's worth my story had a hell of a happy ending, even if everything else had to be torn down to get to that point. So, now that we are at the end of my tale do you have any questions for me Terranie?
After sitting patiently through the entire story, Terranie took the time to absorb every word and mull it all over. While the story itself was rather spectacular, besides having a child it was pretty tame compared to most of the monster-girl origins that she heard of. As she digested the entire thing Terranie's attention was drawn to Addison's wrists which didn't have any such bracelet on them. "What about the bracelet?" She asked, hoping she wasn't probing into something tender since neither of the two women were wearing their symbol of marriage. "Huh? Oh!" Addison pointed to the section of wall above the kitchen entrance where two such bracelets hung, they were more or less identical. "They don't stay on very well if we have to stretch out or shift our bodies into the shells or whatever we need to do, so we hung them up on the wall. After we got married I had Olivia's engraved with something special to me and she had mine treated similarly. If you wonder what they say, I had her's stamped with 'My rock in stormy seas.' while she did 'The tide that changed my life.' we didn't mean them both to come out nautical but considering our species I guess it was fitting enough." With that bit of curiosity satisfied Terranie shifted a bit on the couch she turned her attention to the child beside her, curling her tail around the sleeping Sammy to cradle the scamp, doting on her as if she were a mother herself. After a few moments Terranie glanced at Olivia "And what is your story? I imagine someone with so many wonderful years lived would have many stories to tell." at that the tall woman just shrugged before closing her eyes. "My story is very dull." Olivia stated slowly "And as Addy said, I'm not much for telling tales...but I can try." with that she crossed her arms and sat up a bit. "I was born or hatched some time a bit over two thousand years ago. For much of this time I just swam aimlessly about, slowly growing into adulthood and gaining the ability to travel on land. In my travels I noticed the funny wooden things in my ocean, boats. I followed them, carefully learning many the langues spoken on them before one day I followed one into port. Somehow I ended up in Greece. They mistook me for a daughter of Poseidon and treated me like royalty. Those Greeks knew how to party. But I grew bored with them and made my way to Rome, the Romans similarly mistook me for a daughter of Neptune and I had a few good times there as well. Then I went back to the water and once more began to follow the boats. One day these boats took me to a land I never set foot on. I made nice with the locals and figured here was as good a place as any to set up shop. I've never left the spot since that time, though my wares have improved." When she was done Olivia flicked her eyes open to glance at Terranie who was very carefully concealing her shock, mostly by drinking a bit of tea awkwardly from a cup.
After the tea was gone Terranie bowed to her hosts "Thank you for the stories. I had wanted to talk to Samatha as well but it looks like it is passed her bedtime." chuckling a bit Addison stood up from her chair and carefully plucked her daughter from the nest of scales she seemed so comfortable in before walking her up the stairs. With the child gone Terranie stood up and stretched out her legs and tail, while the couch was fine to sit on she still felt a little cramped. "Thank you for coming. I hope your next visit is just as pleasant." Olivia stated as a small smile spread across her lips, Terranie had to admit there was certainly something mysterious about the ammonite, but if Olivia didn't want to tell her story than the tyrannosaur would not push things. After grabbing a few cookies for the journey home Terranie headed for the door, munching as she went, using her tail to flick open the door to shop so she didn't have to pull a hand away from her cookies. She paused to take one last look at the creepy sign of the 'Open Arms Inn and Curiosity Shop' before turning and making her way down the now near empty streets, humming to herself as she mentally went over her own impressions of the two women and the adorable little child they had together.