First, they had Frost slick her hair back and put her in a suit. It was a request from Ignis, who didn’t want her to wear sothing uncomfortable. She just wanted to see a cool-looking Frost.
“My calculations determined that this suits you far more than anything you’ve worn prior.” Nav applauded her work. “I chose these for maximum comfiness.”
“And you didn’t think about undergarnts? Boxers? Shorts, even?” Frost squird.
“As I said – it’s to maximize comfort.”
Jury appeared from behind Frost suddenly, whispering into her ear:
“Set that one aside~ For later~”
“You perv.”
* * *
Snap didn’t have anything too specific. It just wanted to take a picture of Frost in her pajamas whilst yawning. It had no reason to take this picture.
“In case you ever felt like painting with . How is it?” Res softly asked.
“I love it. The straps are actually kind of nice. I thought they’d be uncomfortable, but not at all.”
“Fangs…?” Cer mumbled. If it were the old her, she would’ve dived in front of Frost’s feet and asked to be eaten.
But here, she was mildly surprised to see that Frost had fangs now.
Mildly, because it was only natural for the Progenitor.
* * *
Ber gave Frost a dress of hers. It oddly… no, it fit Frost as if it was ant to be. It was a black dress worthy of being worn by Frost, and it had golden embroidery right where her chest was. It was held on by two straps that sat on her arms.
“I thought it suited you. Tying your hair back makes your hair look closer to when we first t.” Ber was ecstatic with how much it suited Frost.
“My hair… never mind. It has grown out that long, huh?”
“They would’ve called you Lady Frost in another life.” Nav said. “Oh. Would you look at that. We just created a new Alter Frost.”
* * *
Then, there was Cer.
Cer…
… Gave Frost the worst one so far.
It was a fuzzy bikini with a pair of giant wolf paws, a collar and fake ears. She didn’t even have to supply Frost with a fake tail since she could create her own tail at will.
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“Aaaaaahhhh~” Cer lted in delight, clapping her together as if praying. “I’ve missed this feeling~ It’s all coming back to ! Finally – FINALLY! FROST! I’M RIGHT HERE! EAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAT EEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEEE!”
No one could stop the Awakened Cer.
Except for Frost of course, but in doing so she would fulfil Cer’s desire to be eaten.
It was a moral dilemma that concerned Frost far more than what she was wearing.
Jury could only silently thank Cer.
* * *
Last was Jury. Frost had already sensed what Jury was going to present to her. And to no one’s surprise, she wanted her to wear a maid’s outfit. Although, the one she gave her had a more butler vibe.
On the bright side, Jury also put one on and, to Frost’s delight, was brought into her lap.
“Finally~ How can I serve you, master? I can be your legs if you so wish~” Jury whispered into Frost’s ear as her tail slithered in to wrap her.
“I feel like I’m more of the servant in this situation.” Frost mumbled to herself. “Er… Do you need to hold so tightly?”
“Do you hate it?”
“Do you even have to ask?” Frost grinned, enjoying the sensation of Jury’s abs on her back.
Then, she looked down at her legs and compared them to Jury’s.
“Have you been secretly growing?”
“I’ve always been huge, and with a big appetite to back it up. Hmm… Everyone’s looking. If that weren’t the case…”
Her tail slithered over Frost’s neck, securing her ever tightly against Jury’s body. The plumpness of Jury’s thighs, her bosom, and the warm breath of her voice caused Frost to utterly surrender to her.
“… then I wouldn’t be able to hold back~”
* * *
The utterly helpless Frost was left to Jury’s devices as the others said their goodbyes.
“Uh… Hey, Jury. Is there sothing you wanted?”
“You’re already enough, aren’t you~?”
“I don’t an that. Aww. Geez. I an a gift.”
“Like I said, you’re more than enough Fro~o~ost~? I’ll do all the work for you~”
Jury nuzzled her head into Frost’s nape. After a short while, she stopped and patted her lover’s head.
“… I’m serious, Frost. There’s nothing more I want than to be with you. A special day of ours is coming up soon. I just want to spend more ti with you.”
“That makes us two.”
“Is there a reason why you made it snow tonight?” Jury couldn’t help but ask.
“It’s for the Healers, and I kind of wanted to set up the mood. Healers don’t have a fond mory of snow. It’s horrible how an Atelier can ruin everything. Rember the Frozen Springs? The Healers are afraid of snow because of Midas Company. I asked around. They said they’re fine with it, because it’s here. I’m hoping they can make good mories of the snow for once.”
“The more I hear you talk about the Moons and the Healers, the more you sound like their mother.” Jury laughed.
“Soone has to look out for them. Being called a parent’s never going to not be weird, but… I dunno. I’m barely half the age of the triplets, and they consider as a parent. Ignis never had a mother, so she’s always trying to do her best to look good in front of .”
Frost admitted as she looked up into Jury’s vibrant eyes.
“You know, Jury. I wouldn’t be surprised if they thought of you as the sa. Maybe not Ignis, the triplets, or the people closest to us. But your Moons. You’re their leader. But you’re also soone they can rely on. Is there another Beholder who is as close to their people as you?”
“… It makes it feel like a big family than an organization.”
“It does. The Nexus belongs to . Maybe it’s natural that I ended up being this caretaking figure. But… haha… Isn’t that how I used to be? I guess in the end, I’m still true to myself, huh? From a nurse to the leader of an organization of the strongest people in the world.”
“As any nurse would beco.” Jury giggled. “… Hey, Frost. Are you ok to do that as you are now?”
“… By that you an… ‘that’, right? Sex?”
“Mhm. Is it weird that I keep asking?”
“Not at all. The weird thing is that I’m never really the one who does.” Frost sighed, feeling sowhat ashad of this. “So man I am, huh?”
“Man? Want to remind you who you are right now?”
Her tail slithered down past her legs, wrapping them up as her tail wrapped around her neck. It allowed Jury to pivot Frost’s head upwards, readying her for an imminent kiss.
Lost in a haze of lust and passion, Frost resigned her body to Jury for the nth ti, ready to be eaten once again by her lovable, big bad wolf.
“If I’m your master… Then… please. I’m all yours.”
“Your wish is my command.”
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