His fever was gone, and he felt wonderful.

Slowly he began to remember. He was still enveloped by Siona. She still filled his lungs and throat and every other cavity in his body, but he no longer felt like he was suffocating. Instead he felt almost liberated – free of the need to breathe.

He wanted to ask what had happened, about the dream. He was passingly curious to know if she was going to kill him, but with no air speech was impossible.

“It’s not necessary, love.” Siona whispered directly into his ear.

“No, I’m not going to kill you. How could I? You fixed me. That’s what the dream meant. I was broken all this time, I was so terrified of pain that part of me chose to end the world rather than suffer more, but that only caused me so much more suffering. You fixed it, you fixed it all, and for that I am yours forever. All of me.”

Ty blinked his eyes. It felt oddly lethargic to do so, immersed as he was. Even after Taka had been destroyed, he’d still felt conflict, mistrust, and pain, but that seemed to be gone from Siona now. She was relaxed around him and inside him, flowing and squeezing gently, like contented sighs that traveled all through his body.

The sounds, like chimes and lilting flutes, began to die down and grow calm.

“I can feel your thoughts so much better than before, love. The sounds you hear are my thoughts. You’ll learn to understand them in time, as I do yours. The dreams were a part of the change. I think you’re still changing, into a whole new kind of organism. I think… I think I am too.”

Siona giggled happily and seemed to hug him, a wave of pressure moving up and down his body.

“I want to show you something.” She said impishly.

Siona’s body mass shifted, elevating Ty to an upright position. The movement was disorienting; Ty felt absolutely no motion, the world simply orbited around him.

Ty stared at the wall through the blue lens of his lover for a moment before opaque blue spots like sapphires coalesced in front of his eyes. He felt hands on his chest, pushing away from him. The spots became eyes, strings of slime clung to a face that resembled Siona’s. As it pulled away, Ty saw that it was different slightly: rounder, more pronounced dimples, less graceful but softer.

Ty hung a foot off the ground in an undulating, translucent, blue pod and watched as an unfamiliar girl pulled herself out of the mass surrounding him. She had larger breasts than Siona chose to have, big and soft and inviting looking, but standing firmly off of her chest even unbound. She was shorter and her hair hung in lazy, loose curls that bobbed slightly. Her mouth was small and pursed daintily; it seemed innocent but ready for fun. Only her eyes were entirely familiar as they sparkled and darted curiously over him.

“Do you like me?” Siona asked in his ear. Through his amazement, Ty began to realize that he was suspended inside his lover before the second most beautiful girl he had ever seen. Ty flushed guiltily, causing Siona to laugh gaily, a sound that Ty heard in the heavenly chimes that he now knew were her thoughts.

“You’re feeling guilty for thinking that I’m as beautiful as myself, you know. I am the girl in front of you. I am thousands of girls, countless. Every time I meet a man that I am to bind with, I unconsciously create a physical shape based off of the desires that I consume from them.”

“After being with those men for hundreds of years, these shapes become almost like other people… when they were all eventually rejected, they all collapsed back into me. All that love… all those people… they’re all yours now, Ty.”

A single thought ran though Ty’s head.

“I had no idea what I was getting into.”

Siona laughed so hard that her mass quivered like jelly. Even the girl in front of him smiled bashfully and placed her hand over her mouth.

“I know you want to be let go, to get out of this place, but I desire you so much Ty. It’s so nice being all around and inside you like this. This girl has never been used, Ty. She served a man for years and years and they never made love, not even once. She’s so anxious Ty.”

The girl looked sad and tilted her head downward, as if this revelation embarrassed her. She bit her lip and looked upward at Ty hopefully.

“Will you treat her good, Ty?”

Ty nodded as enthusiastically as the gel around him would allow. The cherubimish girl blushed vividly and leapt, her curls bouncing as gaily as her oversized breasts.

The mass surrounding Ty shifted him into a reclining position. Ty began to realize distantly that it wasn’t just Siona’s will that was moving the mass. Siona was obeying him as well.

The voluptuous girl approached Ty demurely and reached out to touch him. Her hands passed through the slime covering Ty as though it were air, and he felt her caress his skin directly. She approached Ty from the side at first and embraced him.

Ty felt her erect nipples press hard against his chest as she hugged him, kissing him timidly at first but blooming into a greedy exploration of his mouth.

With her free hand, she reached down to Ty’s painfully erect cock. The slime encapsulating his entire pelvic area parted, leaving his bare ass and dick standing in cool air. The new girl maneuvered between his legs, showing off her generous hips and firm ass as she went.

The slime still covering Ty’s calves and feet gently pulled his legs apart to accommodate the pretty stranger. Ty felt completely vulnerable to whatever this beautiful new girl might choose to do. The girl stared at Ty’s throbbing cock, seeming to have a moment of bashful indecision, then simply pulled his ass to her face and gobbled his dick voraciously.

Ty’s hips bucked involuntarily. Siona had always chosen to coil around him, massaging and coaxing. This girl simply sucked with inhuman force as she pulsed along his cock, syrupy goop covering him and signifying her arousal.

With every withdrawal, she made a light nasal moan that Ty heard echoed in Siona’s thoughts, as if in frustration that he had not come yet. If this girl had once told him that she needed his semen for her very existence, he would have believed it without question.

The girl crossed her arms under her Ty and hugged him tight to her, his ass resting on the tops of her pillowy breasts, and brought his length entirely into her mouth, swishing it and coddling it, all while sucking monstrously.

Ty could not help but explode violently into her, gushing semen in a torrent into her mouth. The girl seemed to relax. A hiccup shook her body slightly, and she drew back smiling. She leaned forward again to clean the post-coital goo off of Ty, just as Siona had once done.

As Ty relaxed, he realized that the chimes he’d been hearing had changed. His mind, unaccustomed to telepathy, had changed thoughts into sounds. He was beginning to understand what the girl in front of him was feeling. She was immensely happy. Ty could only marvel at this.

“She’s also very, very hot now Ty.” Siona whispered in his ear. He could tell that she was talking about her self, jokingly – Ty could feel the lust baking off of the slime surrounding him.

The girl stood up and eyed Ty cautiously. His cock, now clean, still stood exposed. Ty could see that the girl’s vagina, nestled between soft and nicely rounded thighs, now dripped with fluid. The girl shifted bashfully, trying to hide this fact.

“She wants permission, Ty. She wants permission to fuck you. I’m going to let you go now, as much as I love being like this and feeling your orgasms right against me, this is special. It will be her first time – MY first time. Be gentle, love.”

The slime surrounding Ty peeled back. Ty blinked as color flooded back into the world – everything looked red after having been stained blue for so long. Ty turned around and saw Siona he knew sitting behind him in her handmaiden position. She only nodded toward the curly haired girl in front of him.

The curvy girl in front of him seemed to be growing more shy as she grew more aroused. She stood showing Ty her profile to hide her oozing pussy, her arms crossed under her big breasts. She spoke to Ty for the first time

“M-may I? Can we… make love?” She asked, trembling slightly.

“Yes, please. What should I call you?” Ty spoke plainly, trying to calm the girl.

“Siona.” She replied. “Always Siona.” Her voice was identical in pitch to Sionas, but so differently intoned. She was shy and reluctant, naive, adorable.

Ty approached her and hugged her against him and kissed her deeply. Her breasts pressed against him again, but she held her lower half away. Ty squeezed her generous ass and pulled her against him. His cock squelched against her soaking inner thighs, and she gasped, shocked at the touch.

Ty almost turned to Siona for approval, but realized he didn’t need to. He felt her approval in her thoughts as surely as if she has spoken it.

“What should I do?” the new Siona asked timidly. Ty smiled at her, “lay down and spread your legs for me. Don’t worry, I’ll be gentle.”

Ty’s cock emerged from between her thighs soaked with hot fluid. The girl looked at it longingly, but obediently lay on the floor and parted her legs neatly. Her large breasts lolled to either side slightly, but still stood in soft heaps on her chest.

Her hands trembled as she rested herself on the ground, and as she slowly parted her legs Ty observed her vagina quivering slightly in anticipation.

Ty kneeled in front of her, his knees popping slightly. He leaned over her and lined himself up with her vagina. “Are you ready?”

“U-umm… touch my tits… squeeze them, please, a-and look into my eyes as it goes in…” her entire body was shaking now “do you know h-how long I waited for this? And now I’m scared…” Ty did as he was told and mashed her breasts with his hands, bringing his face close to hers until their noses touched. The motion caused the head of his cock to separate her labia, and she screamed briefly, and mewled like a cat.

“S-so good, yes, just like that. Do it, hurry!!” She pleaded, her long curly hair pooling around her head. Ty gently inserted himself and her eyes went wide as saucers. Ty began to thrust gently, and she gasped with each motion. Slowly she closed trembling legs around Ty’s waist and placed her hands over his, squeezing her large breasts firmly, thumbs twirling around the hard nipples.

Ty hardly noticed his Siona circling around behind her until she lifted the girl’s head and cradled it. The girl’s eyes were still wide and her mouth hung open, still except for the gasps timed with Ty’s thrusting.

“She’s n-nearly catatonic, T-Ty. We’re nearly insane… keep going… you’re doing so good! She’s in love with y-you, just as I a-am!” Ty’s Siona pleaded. She was also gasping in time with Ty’s thrusting.

Siona cradled the new girl’s head in her crossed legs, the girls curly hair spilling over Siona’s thighs. She caressed her face, eyes still wide, brow now furrowed in extreme pleasure.

Ty closed his mouth over the new girl’s. Her tongue was cold from gasping, but he warmed it with his own. The girl’s virgin cunt, already a wet silk vice on him, began to spasm and squeeze savagely with her building orgasm.

“Come inside her, Ty!!” Siona pleaded, her chest now rising and falling frantically, “As much as you can! Fill her up! Fill ME up! You feel so good!!”

The new girl’s paralysis broke and she squeezed Ty fiercely against her body, and Ty reciprocated, her large breasts squeezing tightly against him, their mouths and bodies mating savagely.

The girl began to shudder all over again, she began to lose surface tension and stuck hotly to Ty, screaming into his mouth as she orgasmed again and again. Ty only continued boring into her as he began to spasm and come into her belly, a large pocket of semen forming in the slime.

The girl gave one last, immensely contented sigh, and collapsed. The Siona propping her up did as well, landing on the metal floor with an unceremonious thud.

Ty collapsed on top of the curvier of the two Sionas, her head still nestled in the lap of the more graceful. She seemed asleep, but the one he had not mated with directly was gasping for breath.

“She fainted, Ty. She actually fainted. Oh, oh she is so happy. So in love. All of us are, Ty. You’ll get to do every single one of us over and over again. So many wishes fulfilled. So many.”

The more graceful Siona staggered to a crawling position and sandwiched Ty between herself and the voluptuous girl below him. Firm bands grew around the three and bound them together. Ty felt exhausted but blissful between the two girls.

Still exhausted from his injuries and fever, Ty feel into natural sleep in the arms of the girl with which he was now mated in so many ways. He had no dreams.

“You were hurt in your dream.” Siona said in Ty’s ear, waking him up. Ty looked around drowsily, shaking off the curtain of sleep. The eternally bright temple loomed outside their alcove, but inside it was dim and shadowy and warm. Ty saw his Siona and no other.

“My dream?” Ty asked, rubbing his eye with his black-stained hand.

“The one where we escaped from the city.” Siona explained. “You don’t remember? You were hurt…”

Ty thought for a moment. “No… I remember us being in that horrible landscape and I thought you were going to kill me and I would have let you, but you didn’t. That’s all.”

Siona looked at him distantly. When joining, they first saw her pain, and Ty fixed it. He fixed it just by trusting her, and staying with her no matter what. Then, she want and saw Ty… saw him hurt. He didn’t remember.

An infinitely placid look crossed Siona’s face. She knew what needed to be done.

“I have something for you, Ty. We have to leave this place now, and it wouldn’t be proper for you to travel around nude.”

Ty raised an eyebrow. Siona placed her hands on Ty’s shoulders as if she was massaging him. She worked her hands over his body, leaving trails over him like a snail. Gradually, the trails began to form a type of cloth, soft against his skin, like the blanket she had made.

Parts were armored, and gleamed crystalline and blue in the low light.

“This is how I would dress my lovers for combat in the old times. Of course, I had much less mass to work with back then, so I had to move my entire consciousness into the suit. I think you’ll like it.”

When she finished, Ty felt a little silly. The suit was shiny and civilized looking. He felt out of place in it, an ignoble scavenger.

“You’ll get used to it, love. You look handsome. Like a hero.” She smiled at him.

“Siona, what are you doing? You’re scared. Terrified. I can tell. What’s going on?” Ty was openly concerned. He had already forgotten his new outfit, and wore it like a second skin.

“I have something to correct. You’ve given me so much, Ty. It’s time I give something back. I’m afraid because I’m not sure if I can do it… but don’t you be afraid. I’ll always be with you, Ty.”

This last phrase made Ty swallow hard. He was still new at reading Siona’s emotions, but what he gathered was frightening. “Siona, don’t do anything crazy… where are you going?”

Siona had turned away from him and was walking toward the immense vat of raw ballenta, generated over millennia by the slowly producing obsidian crystals.

She stood with her toes at its very edge.

Ty tried to stand up, to grab her around the waist and pull her to safety, but the clothes she had made for him bound him to the floor. She had tricked him.

Ty pleaded with her, shouting randomly. “Come back, Siona what are you doing!!”

Still facing away from him, Siona spoke softly. “Humans created me, Ty. I’m an object, I’m synthetic, but they gave me one gift. They let me feel. They made me live off of feeling, off of love. Now, I will show you the power of that gift, Ty.”

She looked over her shoulder at him. “I love you.”

Siona threw herself forward. Her hair billowed out with the movement against the still air. She held her hands out from her sides, palms forward, as if openly accepting whatever may come next. Her body vanished into the eternally ebbing and swelling mass.

The ties binding Ty to the floor broke loose, and Ty rocketed to the spot where Siona had been standing. He began to claw frantically at the slime, not knowing what to do to get her back. It wasn’t until he saw blood from his mouth spatter on his arm that he realized he had screamed until his throat was all but destroyed.

“What did you do… you stupid… stupid…” was all he could say, tears falling to the dense clear fluid below him. He continued frantically, hopelessly digging at the leaden slime, throwing handfuls of it aside mindlessly until his arms burned with exertion once more.

He was about to collapse, sobbing, when he was interrupted. A sound like a thunder crack echoed through the temple. An immense crack appeared in the far side of the dome, impossibly far away. Ty looked around in mild curiosity, but not in panic. If the place was to collapse, he would go with it willingly.

The brilliant white light that shone up from the bottom of the reservoir began to darken. The dazzlingly lit temple changed from pure white to a dappled sapphire blue.

Under his hands, the clear slime darkened and changed. Ty drew back, surprised, but a line of it leapt out and grabbed him by the wrist, pulling him in head first.

Ty floated around dreamily, unable to comprehend what was going on. He felt massive forces pressing him in different directions. He saw the temple outside through a sapphire blue lens. Then it all rushed past him, unbelievably fast. He barely blinked and he was outside in the desert sun, light dazzling him, dunes surrounding him in every direction.

Looking down, Ty saw the crystalline ruin he had meant to inspect a lifetime ago. It was directly below him, a torrent of blue slime screaming out of it at an unbelievable pace. The world seemed to shrink below him as he rocketed into the atmosphere.

Ty saw his home, Doc Rhomb’s village, V-shaped, bustling on one side and quietly disguised on the other. Its dune cover looked so clever from the city but so silly from above.

“You see, love?” A voice whispered to him. “You see what power you have given me?”

It was Siona. Ty’s mind raced, his chest felt like it would simply burst.

“Hun… never do that again.” Was all he could manage to say.

Outside, Siona’s graceful body formed, thousands of feet tall, clad in a flowing sundress. Her hair waved lightly in atmospheric winds. The midday sun gleamed through her and shone like a blue eclipse across a vast stretch of the desert.

Ty was encapsulated in a pocket of air in Siona’s chest.

“What are you doing?” Ty asked.

“I’m fixing you.” She said in his ear.

She began to walk. Her movements were as dainty as ever, but the thrumming of immense weight coming down on the desert sand told Ty’s ears differently.

Ty felt immense vertigo at the tremendous height and movement. When he saw their destination, his chest tightened reflexively. The black pyramid of the city drew close.

“No, really, what are you doing? Take me away from this place, Siona.” Ty said, alarmed.

“Watch.” Was her only reply.

The titaness extended her left arm. The hand elongated into a razor sharp, hooked blade as long as the entire town Ty had grown up in.

Below, Noses were beginning to pelt Siona’s feet impotently. Far away, a crowd had gathered around Doc Rhomb’s village. Ty could not tell from such a great distance, but they appeared to be waving and cheering.

Crouching for leverage, Siona drew back the lethal, crystalline weapon.

“STOP!! Innocent people are in there!!” Ty screamed.

“Many who are not innocent are in there as well. Remember, Ty, I built this place.”

A brief, whistling scream cut to Ty even though the now-immense depths of Siona’s body. With a flash, the blade cut neatly through the entire city, severing a number of the topmost floors, leaving a neatly cut, flat surface below it.

Siona caught the top of the city in her free hand.

“What- what- ” Ty stammered, speechless.

“Your pain.” Siona said flatly.

Her hand engulfed the fragment of the city, and Ty lost sight of it. The blade turned back into a hand, and Siona placed her massive palm down on the newly cut top of the city.

A sheen of blue flashed down the city’s walls to the ground and further, covering the entire length of the city to its base over four miles underground.

The entire structure began to rise from the desert, covered in a blue crystal skin that moved like cilia to lift it. Gradually, the entire city stood as a towering, immense obelisk extending impossibly high. Ty wondered how the people inside near the top could breathe.

The titanic Siona held it on her hip like a basket of laundry. She began walking toward the village.

“It’s going to break! It can’t hold together like that-”

“Yes it can, love. I designed it that way. They told me to put it in the ground. I said…”

Siona set the base of the city down near the village. The blue crystalline envelope around the towering city hardened to finality, glistening in the form of a circling external staircase.

“…put it in the sky.”

Still steadying the city, standing now as a dizzyingly tall blue obelisk, Siona poked her toe at its base.

The sand shifted, first only at the base of the city, then spreading outward, faster and faster, for miles around. As she did this, the immense Siona began to shrink rapidly.

“What-”

“I’m making a foundation. Just trust me dummy.” Siona chastised. Ty’s head throbbed. It was impossible to believe that this was happening.

Ty’s heart leapt to his throat as he began to fall, quickly but gently. Before long, he emerged from a normal sized Siona at the base of an unfathomably tall tower. It glittered in the sun, like a bastion of hope and faith from some amazing and long lost fairy tale told in a time when men still had faith in themselves and the world around them.

Siona stared lovingly at Ty as he marveled at her work.

“What have you done?” Ty asked.

Siona answered him by placing her hand against a line of runes at the base of the city. They resembled the ones Ty had seen in the temple. Even though the feet-thick crystal coating, they shimmered blue and activated.

“I finished my city.” She replied, simply.

With a series of snapping sounds, doors opened all along the dreamlike crystalline circular staircase Siona had made. People began to emerge from what used to be the lowest depths of the city, looking dazed, pulling off their now deactivated restraining collars.

At the same time, a throng of amazed people from the village crested the horizon. Shouts and cheers of loved ones meeting again for the first time in years filled the air, healthy and tanned desert dwellers embraced the gaunt and sickly city prisoners.

Ty laughed and shouted and clapped his hands over people he knew and many he didn’t. People flooded around the two for hours. A party erupted back at the city, fireworks and music could be heard.

In the confusion, nobody seemed to notice Siona yet. She only stood, smiling, staring at Ty as he greeted old friends and met new ones.

Exhausted, Ty eventually returned her gaze. It dawned on him exactly what she had done and why.

She spoke only one word as he approached her.

“Forever?”

Ty nodded. It was the simplest question in the world for him now.

“Forever.”