Vincent would have normally been comforted by the idea that he had some rights here. At the very least mutilation of a male seemed to be a serious matter. What kept him from doing this was Ariel didn’t seem to believe him when he told her he never had wings. She didn’t even trust his memory. It didn’t help that he remembered Ellayn saying she was going to do some research of her own. Without thinking about it Vincent lept to his feet. “Your mother is trying to figure out who might have done this.”

To this Ariel gave a nod. “She’ll do her best for you and if she can find out who altered your memories and took your wings it could go along way to restoring your memories.”

He had no idea how the legal system worked here but Vincent still feared a witch hunt. He didn’t know any of these people but he couldn’t help but worry and he needed to think. “But my memories haven’t been altered and I never had wings! Just look.” As he spoke Vincent turned around and lifted the back of his shirt up. “See if I had wings there would be a scar back there. I don’t have any scars.” His entire body was made to tingle as he felt a breeze wash over him and he realized it was Ariel exhaling.

“Magic can remove scars. I know you believe what you’re saying Vincent but please.”

“Didn’t you say you had a means of helping me grow my wings back?”

Ariel gave Vincent a large smile as he turned around. “Of course we do. It will take some time to insure they grow back properly but we can absolutely restore your wings. I bet you had absolutely beautiful wings before. Wouldn’t it be funny if they matched my hair like my father’s does my mother’s? He just wraps his wings around himself and he’s nearly impossible to see.”

What Ariel said was true he sure hadn’t noticed Lex until he’d began flying. That wasn’t Vincent’s concern for a moment. “Then if you try to grow my wings back and it doesn’t work that’ll prove that my memories haven’t been altered right? That I never had wings.”

It could also mean you have a particularly horrible curse upon you flashed through Ariel’s mind but she quickly banished the thought. She didn’t know of any such curses. They were curses that could make healing more difficult but no one had managed to make a curse that would prevent it entirely. “You make a good point. Then if your wings do grow back that’ll prove that I’m right wouldn’t you agree?”

“No!” Vincent bit down on his lip as Ariel leaned in closer and he felt his mouth going dry. His legs twitched and he thought to run until he could process the expression on her face. It was pleading. She just wanted him to be reasonable about this and he took in a deep breath. “Yes but promise me you’re actually healing me. This isn’t some type of magic that’s going to make me form wings whether I had them before or not right?”

“You must have some wonderful memories to hold onto them so tightly. I assure you that this is purely a healing spell. An alteration spell would eventually wear off regardless.” It felt strange for Ariel to have to tell an adult that. Alteration spells like what Vincent said had to be maintained or they would return to their original condition. The greater the alteration the shorter the duration.

Taking in a deep breath Vincent gave a nod. “That’s part of it but I also don’t want to risk an innocent woman being punished for a crime that never happened. I don’t know.” Vincent was made to jump out of his seat fearing that he’d said something wrong upon hearing Ariel squeal. When he looked up at her face he found she had covered her mouth likely to muffle the outburst but he could tell she was smiling and it was a huge smile.

“Sorry I didn’t mean to frighten you. That was just so beautiful! You’re just darling!” It was hard for Ariel to resist picking Vincent up and kissing him right there. It was rare for a man to show such concern for a woman that wasn’t part of his family or a former wife. To hear Vincent say such things after everything that had happened to him even though he couldn’t remember what had happened was truly beautiful. It left her certain that he had a wonderful soul.

While Vincent liked to think he was doing the right thing despite his fear he didn’t believe it deserved this kind of response. He could actually see Ariel shaking as she smiled down at him. He actually found himself feeling rather awkward as if someone had called him a hero for calling down a lady that was about to leave without her purse. “It’s not a big deal I’m just trying to do the decent thing.” Looking up he wasn’t certain that was the right thing to say as Ariel was still grinning. Rather than continue the subject he took a moment to set back into his seat. “So when can we begin this healing process?”

Ariel didn’t want to make Vincent uncomfortable but she couldn’t keep the energy out of her voice. “We can try right away if you’d like. The only thing is you’re going to have to get into my hand or trust me to pick you up. I promise you I’m well educated in handling men and I have plenty of experience thanks to my father. Besides I was the one that carried you back here.” It was clear to Ariel that she was making Vincent nervous. She’d touched him several times but refrained from picking him up. While she had carried him this would be the first time he was awake for it.

Vincent was pretty proud of himself when he didn’t scream no right away and take hold of his chair. Instead he took several deep calming breaths and began to stand up. The fact that his legs didn’t seem to want to cooperate so it took him several seconds longer than it should have and even then he couldn’t stand all the way up actually made him chuckle. “I can’t promise you that I won’t scream or try to get lose.”

A flash of anger hit Ariel as she heard the tone of Vincent’s voice and noted his stance. She was able to keep it from showing on her face but she clinched her left hand tightly after lowering it beneath the table. How could someone have such consideration for women when one had clearly hurt him so badly? If she wasn’t taking care of Vincent she would have been helping her mother look through the records to find the one responsible right now. She would crush the bitches evil mind herself. Ariel felt her heart shudder in her chest as she lowered her right hand and laid it flat before him palm up. “How about you try climbing into my hand first?”

It had surprised Vincent how slowly Ariel’s hand had moved before him. At first he’d seen her hand moving and then heard a small boom a short distance above him. A burst of air had struck him that seemed prepared to rip an umbrella from someone’s hands moments later. Then it had slowed so much. As her hand came to rest before him he realized why. If she’d moved her hand at the same speed the entire time she could have easily sent him flying. The boom he had heard could have very well been a sonic boom. These thoughts didn’t help him as he began to approach her fingertips each one of which was taller than him.

Rather than step onto it right away he took a moment as he looked at her fifteen centimeter thick fingernail. I’m standing on a girl’s fingernail. The thought froze Vincent in place for a moment as he tried to process it. Fortunately Ariel didn’t rush him and once again seemed to be trying to avoid frightening him. Now that he was closer to her finger he wasn’t so certain he’d actually be able to climb it. At first he’d hoped the natural curve of her finger would be enough but he wasn’t certain. Common sense told him to ask for help but the idea of asking Ariel for help even climbing onto her finger was simply mortifying. Rather than ask he took a running start and jumped. That’s when he felt the hands on his side sending him flying upwards.

It had happened more quickly than Ariel could respond. She’d been so focused on Vincent that she hadn’t noticed the fluid golem taking form. By the time she did it had already taken hold of him and tossed him into the air. She heard a slight scream from him but it was brief as he landed atop the tip of her finger moments later. “Audacity!”

Vincent gave his head a rapid shake and quickly turned around to see what had taken hold of him. Much to his surprise he found himself looking at a red semi transparent creature whose form reminded him very much of Ariel. “What the hell!”

Audacity gave a delighted laugh as she looked up at Ariel. “What? Do you really think he could have made that jump without his wings?”

While she wanted to be upset with Audacity Ariel felt herself blushing. She hadn’t even considered that when she asked Vincent to try climbing onto her finger. He didn’t even have magic to help him from what she’d seen. “You couldn’t have spoken up? You had to throw him?”

“Hey now! I didn’t throw him I gave him a boost.”

As Vincent listened to Ariel and the creature she’d called Audacity he couldn’t hold it in.”What is going on?” He rather regretted his decision as Audacity gave him a large grin. Her lower half seemed to become fluid and she flowed up the tip of Ariel’s finger before he could even begin to set up.

“What? Don’t you remember me from earlier. You kept leaning back into my hands. Well this isn’t really surprising given that you didn’t even know what marriage was.”

“Audacity be nice!”

This time Vincent noticed Audacity shrink slightly looking somewhat nervous. Apparently she realized she was pushing things a bit much. “But what are you?”

“I am a fluid nature. An alchemical symbiont that assist Ariel with her tasks that require precision. I’m also the one that grabbed your but earlier.”

Vincent felt a steady strong wind rush over him as he heard Ariel exhale and looked up at her. It was the first time she looked embarrassed.

“Vincent I am so sorry. Like she said. She’s an alchemical symbiont that assist me. We share a soul but not a mind or a body. I never expected her to behave this poorly though. Audacity Vincent is in recovery this isn’t the time to behave like this.”

“Come on.” Turning to Vincent Audacity took hold of his hand. “You’ve been holding in those screams sense you woke up. Let them out already. They’re just going to hurt you if you keep them in. Now pop.”

For a moment Vincent felt his mouth opening though it wasn’t screams that were about to come out. His right hand raised and then he shut it taking in a deep breath to calm himself. He’d been quite alarmed whenever he’d woken up and uncomfortable with climbing into Ariel’s hand. Even now the thought that he was setting on the tip of a girl’s finger was rather alarming. Yet she’d been very kind and patient with him the entire time. He wasn’t going to insult her by shouting like she was some kind of monster. “I believe I’m good actually thanks for the boost.”

It was finally Ariel’s turn to be shocked in a pleasant way. She didn’t have to see Audacity’s face to know that she was surprised and soon she began to giggle. When she spoke she couldn’t hide the amusement in her voice. “See Audacity? He doesn’t need your help as much as you think.”

“Well fine. Just call on me again if you need a precision touch now that you have something interesting for us to feel.”

Vincent couldn’t help but sputter slightly and he felt his head growing a little fuzzy. Magic is real. The thought carried more of a punch then he expected it to and after a moment all he could do was shake his head. Once again he repeated it to himself before turning around and looking up at Ariel.”It’s alright I wouldn’t have made that jump anyway and would have just ended up looking silly. I’m going to your palm now right?”

“Adorable is a better word I’d be the silly one. Please forgive me. I didn’t realize how much missing your wings hindered you.”

Vincent flinched a bit at the word adorable though he held his tongue. He was glad that he’d kept quiet upon hearing Ariel’s apology and looking up at her smiling face. After a moment he even realized she was blushing though if that was due to her mistake or Audacity he didn’t know. For a moment he just pressed his hand into her finger and was rather surprised by how soft, warm and inviting her skin felt. If he didn’t worry about being caught rubbing on her finger he would have gladly set there awhile. Standing up he continued to look up at Ariel’s face as he walked across her hand. “So can anyone do magic?”

As she spoke Ariel remembered to think of Vincent as a child. She did worry that he’d feel very silly for asking such questions when his memory was restored.“Of course! Women and men can cast the same type of spells. Men even have the same rate of recovery as females. It’s just that women store a lot more energy inside their bodies and we’re not as vulnerable to loss of control. So we can cast much bigger spells and more safely.”

With each step Vincent took his shoes would sink slightly into Ariel’s soft skin. It helped him understand how she was able to massage him despite her size but it also made the trip a lot more exhausting. He was rather surprised whenever Ariel made no move to rush him along but he did wonder how long that was going to last. They thought he was injured and traumatized. He knew he’d been a lot nicer to an injured customer than a healthy one before. How would they treat him when they saw him as healthy? “What do you mean by more safely?”

“Well. Let’s say you wanted to cast a spell that’s going to take all the energy you have. If you made a mistake while casting the spell and lost control of some of that energy it would likely kill you. When you’re first learning spellcraft you’re never to use more than three percent of your energy. If I were to cast a spell using the same amount of energy and I completely lost control of the magic.”

“You wouldn’t even feel it.” It surprised Vincent when he interrupted Ariel and for a moment he feared he’d made a mistake as a look of surprise appeared on her face. His worries vanished as she was made to giggle a moment later.

“I would know that I’d failed to cast the spell but yes. There would be no harm to my body. I could also cast the same spell repeatedly while you’re exhausted after just one casting.”

To this Vincent gave a nod as he finally made it to Ariel’s palm and began to walk towards the center. As he walked he couldn’t help but notice a flowery scent coming from her hand. It was subtle but pleasant. He must have reached a good spot as he felt the skin beneath him shift slightly and noticed a shadow falling over him. When he looked back he found that Ariel had began to close her hand around him. The sight of her massive fingers stretching into the sky made his heart rate speed up and for a moment he feared she would crush him. The more rational part of his mind told him she was protecting him but a lot of him didn’t want to listen.

With Vincent in her hand Ariel closed her fingers around him to add an extra layer of protection and comfort. She felt a tingle run up her spine as her aura once again wrapped around him protecting him from the acceleration of her standing up or sudden movements. When she’d first carried him she’d done the same but he had been unconscious at the time and his own aura had been quiet. Now that he was awake it was far more active giving her a far better feel for him. She was rather surprised by how much she liked what she felt as she her nipples grew pert and her petals moistened.

When Vincent had touched the tip of Ariel’s finger he’d noticed the warmth and softness of her skin. Now that feeling seemed to sink into his entire being.The feeling reminded him of submerging himself into a tub of hot water after a hard day. He could feel aches that he hadn’t even know he was carrying moments before. Soon he found himself stretching releasing some of the tension from his body. It took him several moments to realize that Ariel had began walking. There was no resounding boom of her foot steps or other such things like he imagined instead all he could hear was her lightly humming. A moment’s thought told him why as he tried to look between her fingers. She was walking so fast the sound of her foot steps couldn’t keep up.

Having her father in her hand, on her shoulder or head was nothing strange. As Ariel walked through her home though she felt a little off. She couldn’t help but feel this wasn’t the way she should be carrying an unwed man while unwed herself. For her he should have been tucked into her cleavage so that he could feel her breasts around him so that he’d know how well they could protect and provide for him. If he was her betrothed or they were actively courting he would have even been against her nipple or inside of her panties so that he could taste her and better know how fit she was. She’d feel his wings flutter against her skin. For a moment Ariel slowed and took in a deep breath. That was why this wasn’t strange. With his physical and mental injuries she had to be very careful.

Vincent had no idea how far they’d traveled but he did know that it’d taken Ariel roughly fifteen seconds to walk there. It seemed ridiculous but given her size he was certain that it was further than he could walk in a day. If he had wings would he even be able to fly that distance? He had other questions on his mind as Arial opened her hand and he found himself in a far more heavily decorated room than the last one. Where the last room had been shelves built into the rock this one had great vines larger around than most trees curving around decorating the walls, forming shelves and low tables. One thing that caught his attention was a massive depression in the ground filled with water. “Ariel where are we?”

Now Vincent seemed to be pushing it. Ariel didn’t want to call him out encase she was wrong and more importantly she didn’t want to risk upsetting him but for him to not recognize a bathroom was something else. What kind of world did he remember exactly? “We’re in a bathroom. Vincent please don’t be offended but you seem to be missing a lot of knowledge or it’s been changed. How about you tell me some things about the world you remember? Then maybe I can tell you some of the things you’re missing.”

Rather than be upset Vincent was made to chuckle. It was strange the way the bathe was sunken into the floor like that but given Ariel’s massive size he imagined that was easier. He was curious why it was already filled with water. He was also curious where the toilet was. Perhaps out of sight? Did these women use the toilet? That seemed like a good question to wait until later to ask. “No need to worry about offending. I am officially too stupid to be offended if I can’t recognize a bathroom. Is this the medicine counter?”

Ariel felt herself blush a little as she suddenly felt very embarrassed by her previous thoughts. While she didn’t know why he’d been given such elaborate fake memories it was clear whoever had removed his wings had been very cruel. It wasn’t his fault. She was glad she hadn’t used a harsher tone with Vincent when he was clearly having a hard enough time as is. He wasn’t just a child learning new things but he had to unlearn the lies.

“It is and you’re not stupid. You can’t help what was done to you and I shouldn’t have used that tone.” As she spoke Ariel settled down at the healing counter though she didn’t set upon any chair. Rather she placed herself on a thick mat on the floor. Reinforcing the structure of the home so that it could endure was hard enough without adding to the burden with furniture like the males got to use. Arial did regret at times she couldn’t make a lasting chair for herself. “May I pick you up?”

It had been Vincent’s hope that Ariel would permit him to walk from her hand as she settled down. Given how long it’d taken him to walk to her palm though he imagined she didn’t want to wait again. She’d already held him between her fingers and carried him in his palm so what was the big deal with carrying him between her fingers? Even as Vincent asked himself this he could feel his body screaming no. He was getting a lot of practice ignoring what his body wanted. “Sure.” Vincent felt like his heart had melted whenever he saw Ariel’s lips part in a gentle smile.

The temptation to lift Vincent to her lips and give him a kiss or slip him down against her nipple was strong as Ariel lifted him from her hand. The feeling of his aura intermingling with her own made it hard to let go and she wondered if he felt it as well. Still she lowered him to the table as the fluid natures of her left hand grasped him and helped to set him down gently. She was made to giggle as she noticed Whimsy giving him an excited wave after releasing her hold on him. It was made all the more amusing when Vincent waved back.

It surprised Vincent when a chill ran over him the moment he was sat down. It left him feeling off for a moment as if he’d forgotten something important in another room but not recognized it. He felt like he needed to turn around and go back to where he had been and for a moment he considered asking to be picked up again before looking to see Ariel retrieving a small dish of some sort roughly double the width of one of her fingers and a few powders. “Okay the world I remember but. One thing. Before that. Ariel I didn’t even notice it when you picked me up. Shouldn’t I have been injured by the sudden acceleration?”

Once again Ariel paused as she considered Vincent’s question though this one she didn’t find so strange. It was a question any young girl that may handle a male would be expected to know the answer to. “It’s because I was holding you. I’m sure you noticed it. The feeling of my aura intertwining with yours.”

“I noticed something when you held me. It felt really good.” As he spoke Vincent actually felt himself blush a little. This was more due to the grin Ariel was giving him than his attempt to describe his feelings though. It left him thinking he was missing some important social cues. “It felt strong, safe, warm and very welcoming is the best I can describe it.”

“Thank you!” Ariel couldn’t help the huge smile on her face as Vincent complemented her aura. They were a few words missing that she would have liked to hear but perhaps he was simply being polite or didn’t recognize the feeling yet. “It’s wonderful of you to say such kind things about my aura. It’s what protected you while I was carrying you. Now don’t start thinking it’s magic. Aura is a innate blessing.”

“Okay but is a blessing something that magic can’t do? From what you told me earlier about transformation magic you could use it to copy a trait but it would fade. With the blessing of marriage it doesn’t.”

“That is a big part of it yes. They are spells that can have a similar effect but they are extremely draining and in truth not as effective. Aura is a blessing from the divine mother while the blessings of marriage are a gift from the divine father. That’s why only women have an aura powerful enough to affect others and while men are the only ones that can carry traits to his alpha wife.”

The mention of gods caught Vincent offguard for a moment though he kept quiet. He was looking at a girl who was over six hundred meters tall, in a strange world and seen various abilities that he felt qualified as magic. At this moment he was feeling very accepting of new possibilities, that he’d gone insane or been drugged. The last two possibilities brought a chuckle from him. “Okay where to begin. In the world I remember women don’t grow to six hundred meters tall. They’re more likely to be one hundred sixty to one hundred ninety centimeters tall.”

“Huh!” It had been Ariel’s intention to remain quiet and listen but she hadn’t been prepared for that one. “How do they feed their men then?”

“More often than not we feed ourselves. Though I know some men that need help. I did say I remember being a chef. Please don’t look at me like I’m crazy.”

“Sorry! Please continue.” As Ariel spoke she tried to resolve herself to just enjoy the story and prepare Vincent’s healing bath.

“There also isn’t a shortage of men. We’re roughly half the population and well we don’t have things like spell crafting either.” A groan came from Vincent as he shook his head. “This is what you already know is different. Okay a typical. What are you doing?” Vincent didn’t know what to think as he watched Ariel pull aside the bit of material on her left breast revealing a perky light brown nipple with a tight areola. She’d lifted the small dish to her nipple which she was now gentle working between her fingers.

“I’m just adding the final bit to your healing bath.” Thanks to her earlier stimulation especially from contact with Vincent’s aura and his kind words it didn’t take Ariel long to get her milk flowing. She bit down on her lower lip for a moment as she looked at Vincent imaging that he was cuddling up against her nipple to help the milk flow. A slight yelp escaped her as she felt some warmth on her fingers a moment later realizing she’d overfilled the tiny dish. “Whoops.”

Vincent could feel himself growing nervous again as he tried to imagine what the dish was for. At first he had imagined Ariel feeling it with water whenever she said healing bath. Except she hadn’t said healing bath earlier. She had said milk bath earlier. With this memory came a new understanding as he realized she meant her milk bath. Looking up he watched as Ariel casually fixed her top back and licked the excess milk off of her fingers.

“Okay Vincent you need to take off your clothes now. Actually you know while you’re bath I believe I’ll take a soak myself. I didn’t get to bath when i got home sense me and my friends found you.”

He was being told to take a bath in a woman’s breast milk. Vincent felt his brain grind to a halt as he tried to process that. He felt his mouth go dry and his head was full of cotton as he looked up at Ariel and tried to think of the right thing to say. “Are you serious?”

“Absolutely. There is little better for a man than a nice healing milk bath.” As Ariel looked at Vincent she couldn’t help but feel like he was falling back into his childlike behavior. She’d try to reason with him but hoped she wouldn’t force her to bath him like a child. “Vincent you’re the one that wanted to try the healing bath to prove you never had wings and this really is one of the best things for you especially given how malnourished you are. Please don’t be stubborn.”

Vincent sure didn’t consider himself malnourished though compared to Lex he could see that. The idea of bathing in a woman’s breast milk was rather hard to take. As was the notion of stripping down in front of a woman he’d just met. Ariel’s young age didn’t really help matters. “Hold on. I didn’t know that it would be your milk I was bathing in!”

“Oh? Should I go get my mother?”

“No! I mean. I can’t just bath in your breast milk.” Vincent was made to shiver as he felt the wind rush by him as Ariel placed a hand behind him.

“Vincent your bath is getting cold. I don’t want to force you to do anything but I am responsible for your well being and this is for the best. Please take off  your clothes.” As she spoke Ariel made certain to keep her tone firm.

That was a face and tone Vincent hadn’t heard or seen Ariel use before. He didn’t get the feeling that Ariel would harm him but he wasn’t so certain she wouldn’t strip him. He could suddenly see several similarities between her and her mother.

“Let me do it!”

As the voice hit him Vincent knew it belonged to Audacity and he quickly busied himself removing his shirt. May I keep my underwear on?” It surprised Vincent when he looked up and noticed a surprised expression on Ariel’s face.

“Why? It won’t get in the way of your healing but why don’t you want to show me your body? Is there some injury you’re trying to keep hidden?” As she looked at Vincent Ariel couldn’t help the worry on her face. At least he had stripped down to his underwear as he stood before her.

“No. It’s just that.” Vincent had to take in a deep breath as he tried to think of a reason that would be acceptable to Ariel. “They are certain things about my body that I’m not comfortable showing others. Even this is rather embarrassing. I mean why do you wear clothing?” As he looked at Ariel it was clear that his answer hadn’t helped with her confusion.

“Why would you be embarrassed by showing off your body? You’re all so adorable! Now as for women. Well clothes are useful for carrying a man around if you have one and if you can make it look like you do then you can draw some extra attention. Even if you don’t have one you can make other women jealous if they believe you do.They also help to accent your features and tease the eye a little. The right clothing can even turn a flaw into an asset. Then there are practical reasons at times my friend Melody needs a little help keeping her breasts out of her way.  Plus there is consideration for other women who aren’t so fortunate.”

With the last reason Vincent got a very strong impression that Ariel didn’t care much for it. As he considered her clothes he felt certain they were more for showing off her best features. In truth he wasn’t even certain what she wore deserved to be called clothes. It was also clear to him that Ariel didn’t understand why a man wouldn’t want to be seen naked by a woman. “If I say that some men like to tease to can I keep my underwear?” For a moment Vincent feared the answer would be no but then he heard a giggle from Ariel and saw her smile.

“Sure. Those must be some interesting memories to make an unmarried man so uncomfortable showing off his body." Rather than tell him to climb into the milk bath now Ariel nudged it a little closer to Vincent. As he began to walk towards it she could feel Audacity taking a more solid form and immediately tried to exert her will over the fluid nature. The moment she did she felt herself blocked and knew she lacked the resolve to stop her from forming in that moment. Her cheeks were made to flush even before Audacity could speak.

"Maybe he wants to tease us. He has such a cute delicate body I just want to swallow him up." To emphasize her point Audacity made certain to make a show of licking her lips. Normally Ariel could have kept her quiet but with her own desires fanned Ariel didn't have what it took.

Vincent was made to freeze in place. The speed with which Audacity had taken form far exceeded what he believed was possible from previous experience. Apparently the slow fluid formation was more of a show than a necessity. That or perhaps it related to Ariel in someway. Audacity was referred to as one of her natures and Ariel said they shared a soul. It was enough to make him think there was more to her affectionate tone. After a moment of thought Vincent took in a deep breath and continued over to the bath. "Thanks for the help earlier but I can handle this."

Pulling himself up onto the rim Vincent took in a deep breath and noticed a hint of honey. If this was the natural scent of Ariel's milk or not he didn't know but it wasn't the smell he normally associated with milk. It was sweeter and he could feel it drawing him in. His body was still made to tense up as he remembered he was about to submerge himself into a pool of a girl's breast milk. For a moment he considered asking how long he needed to stay in but pushed that thought from his mind. The shift in Ariel's body language and her tone from the last time told him he had no choice in this matter. Having no desire to give Audacity a chance to pull him in he finally dropped himself into the warm creamy fluid.

The first thing that Vincent noted was how warm the milk was. It was a warmth that reached deep into his skin so that he could feel it opening up and his muscles loosening. A gasp of pleasure escaped him as he felt his entire body relaxing and he was made to stretch his right arm. As he did so he felt the tendons relaxing and stretching. His legs soon followed forced him to lean back against the rim and for the moment all thoughts of where the milk had come from were banished from his mind as his body was relieved of ache after ache he didn't even know he had. At the same time he felt as if something was flowing out of his body.

Ariel's lips parted into a wide smile as she watched Vincent stretch and listened to his moans while he submerged himself into her milk. It was clear he had needed that. Now she needed to wait for his wings to begin the healing process and they could begin work on restoring his memories. It was her hope that by revealing the truth to him it would loosen whatever magic had influenced his mind. Audacity had also retreated back onto her fingernail. Standing up Ariel reached behind herself and began to remove her top. "Now I want you to have a long relaxing soak while I have one to."

Under the soothing influence of the healing bath it took Vincent longer than it should have to process what Ariel had just said. Instinctively he looked up as she exposed her breasts without a hint of restraint. Given how she'd filled his bath he knew he should have expected that but years of social courtesy told him he shouldn’t stair and survival instinct told him he shouldn't risk making her angry so that he chose to look down into his bath. As he did a strange question popped into his mind. Was looking away more offensive to someone like Ariel than staring?

It felt like she'd been slapped. She had not only spent years conditioning her body, both with physical training and magic, but she was also the daughter of an alpha at her peak. Her genetic foundation was one of the strongest there was. Despite all that Vincent had looked away. As she looked upon Vincent's Ariel felt a spark of anger wink into existence only to have it squashed by her compassion and wisdom. She knew his memories had been altered and that was influencing his behavior, there was no doubt he'd been emotionally scarred by his wings removal, she had been forced to be strict with him moments earlier and it was clear from his reaction to her aura he found her appealing. She had no grounds to be angry with him.

Rather than talk with him while looming over him with his wings missing she quietly set down and leaned over a bit. "I don't know about those mini women you remember Vincent but big girls like me really prefer when you look. When you look away it makes me think you don't like what you see and I was so certain you were enjoying the view when you looked at my chest. Is there something making you uncomfortable?"

Vincent was rather surprised whenever he looked up at Ariel’s face and felt himself grinning.. Even setting down and bent over she still loomed over him but it was clear she was trying to make herself appear less imposing. It made him feel better on so many levels to think she was showing him such consideration. "I've known a few that got upset if you looked too much and didn't want to risk offending. I didn't want to invade your privacy."

A slight giggle escaped Ariel as she stood up to her full height, thrust her chest outward while placing the fingers of her right hand over her chest and giving Vincent a full smile. "Don't be silly! I'd much rather have your attention than my privacy! I want you to feel safe and enjoy yourself and one of the best ways I know is to let you see the body that's protecting you. Besides after all the years I put into my body and being the daughter of a peak alpha I’m quite happy to show off my body. If such things troubled me I’d dress more like Janice.”

He looked at Arial before but she’d been at a distance then and he’d been rather panicked. As he looked up at her massive form her sculpted powerful body could have easily been considered a work of art yet she still had such wonderful breasts and full hips.”You are a wonderful vision.”

“Thank you. And keep in mind I'm unwed. Can you imagine what I will look like with a few blessings?”