Chapter 42
Content warning: homophobia, bigotry, strong language
“When did we get a cat? He is so cute.” Emily picked up the orange-blue-eyed maine coon and snuggled it, whispering about how beautiful he was.
“We didn’t get a cat.” Sal answered her, “He belongs to Tagronoth.”
The cat glared at Sal at that statement.
“Alright, alright, you do *not* belong to Tagronoth, he belongs to you.”
The cat huffed in agreement.
“This isn't a cat is it?” Emily asked suspiciously.
“No he is not.” Tagronoth spoke up. “Sometimes he just likes to be in this form, so he gets extra cuddles.” Tagronoth scratched behind the cat's ears, making him purr. “I would have been glad to give you all the love you needed, if you had said something. Besides, I did not think you liked her all that much.”
“What did I do?” Emily asked as the cat jumped from her arms to the empty chair next to her.
“I said I didn't want to fuck her, I never said I did not like her.” Saggun said as he shifted back to his human form.
“Wait a minute, I thought you were a skinwalker, not a shapeshifter.”
“I am both.”
“How?”
“If two demon species mate, their children will either take after one parent or the other. It is very, *very* rare that a child will take after both parents, but it does happen.” He explained. “I am one of those rare children. My mother was a skinwalker and my father was a shapeshifter, more specifically, a cat shifter. I was gifted the ability to be able to shift to look like any living person and the ability to shift into a cat form. Sometimes being in my demon form gets to be too much and I need a break from everything, so I will turn into a cat and ignore all my problems.”
“I wish I could do that, so I completely understand.”
“Ever since our last talk I have been thinking about what you said, and I may have an idea. I am sure you will want to talk it out with your mates, before actually doing anything.”
“What is it?”
“Have you heard of body jumping?”
“What?”
“You are human, and your mates are all demons. You could find a demon that wants to be human for a while and switch bodies. When you are ready to be human again, and them a demon, you can switch back.”
“That is an interesting solution, at least until we find a permanent solution.”
“You could always find a demon who wants to be human permanently. There are ways to make it to where you won't switch back.”
“And here I was willing to perform a spell to make me a boy, when there is an option like this?”
“You were what now?”
“Shit, did I say that out loud?”
“Yes, you did. Now what was this about doing a spell and where did you find it?” Manny asked.
“I don't know why you are surprised, I hate this body,” Emily stated.
“Why?”
“What do you mean why?”
“You are beautiful the way you are, why do you want to change?” Sal wondered.
“I am not attracted to females, but even I know you are beautiful.”
“It has nothing to do with being beautiful.”
“Is it because I said I didn't want to fuck you?”
Emily bent over laughing at the question. “Oh, my God, NO. ha ha ha”
“You are very beautiful, I just don't like pussy.”
“I don’t like pussy either. Hell. I don't even like my own. Why would I be upset that you don't? Who wants a body that bleeds every month along with being in pain? Then you got these.” She said, grabbing her breasts, “These fuckers, everytime I attempt to lay on my back, they try to suffocate me and when I stand up they cause back pain that I can’t seem to get rid of. There is only one thing they are good for: I can't drown. They are built-in flotation devices. Don't even get me started on the fucking hormones.”
“Are your hormones acting up now? Is that why you are so emotional?”
“Asshole!” Emily yelled as she threw an empty bottle at his head. “Tell me again, why does Tagronoth even want you?”
“Because I am superb in bed.”
“So you want to be a boy so you don't have periods?” Manny asked, changing the subject back to the issue.
“Is that not a good enough reason?”
“It would be, but we know you, and we know that is not all to it.”
“You guys know my history. I would love to have a body that has only been touched by my chosen mates. I know it does not bother all of you, but it does bother me. If I had not promised to not harm myself, and if there was a guarantee that I would be born immediately after my demise and to be born a boy, I would have already ended my life.”