Touch, a drabble of Addergoole Year 7

For avia's request. Kendra's Change is mouse-girl; Sylvanus's is primatey.

"Lay down," Kendra suggested, her hands on Sylvanus's shoulders urging him towards the bed. "It doesn't hurt, does it?"

"Hurt? No." His voice had Changed with the rest of him, getting a bit higher-pitched [something something] and, right now, a bit panicked. Kendra liked it, though. He was nice and soft. "But, Kennie, I look funny."

"You look wonderful." She sat down next to him on the bed and stroked the light fur of his chest.

"I look like a monkey."

"And I look like a mouse. That's the norm, for Addergoole." She let her hands drift to his ears, tracing the enlarged lobes. Cautiously, he returned the favor, brushing his hand against the outside of her ears.

"But you look adorable. Cute. I look..."

"I wonder how prehensile your tail is? Mine doesn't do much, but yours, given the Change..." She pushed on his shoulder, urging him to roll over. "Your hands and feet are a bit bigger, too."

"That's not all that's bigger." His smile was both lewd and uncertain. Kendra responded by kissing him, learning the feel of his new lips. Only then did he roll over, with a reluctant sound. "Kennie...?"

"I like the tail." She flipped hers into his hand and began stroking the new lines of his tail, brown-furred and soft. "I like this look on you."

"Well... good?" His hand on her tail was cautious, almost tickling. "I mean, considering."

She kept up the slow stroking of his new Changed parts. She knew it helped, to feel the touch on things that hadn't existed before. "Good," she agreed. "Considering."

Addergoole Year Nine Character Profile: Wylie

Addergoole Year Nine won the reader poll for "Next Year's serial;" the story proper will begin the first full week of September.

In the meantime, please enjoy the first of twenty-something character profiles: Wylie.

b. August 10, 1988

Wylie is a middling-heighted boy (5’9”) with middling-brown hair and a middling build, with average grades and an average athletic ability. On paper, he is an entirely ordinary fifteen-year-old boy.

His blue eyes set him apart when one is looking at him; his propensity for puzzles and science set him apart in classes; his utter inability to pay attention to anything for more than five minutes set him apart (or, rather, push him aside) for most of his teachers. He doesn’t like reading but soaks up information when he does, for whatever brief period he can remain interested; he watches TV voraciously and soaks up information, generally while getting half-way through some other project.
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