491. Pragmatic flesh, 8

(Myls)

We spend days in flight. Snake must have eaten something good last time as she is full of peps and energy now.

She even did a twirl on herself on Blume’s request. I yelled for at least a minute wide, as I held on the large fur to avoid my fall while she was upside down.

That got my heartbeat rising.

And it got Blume laughing her ass off.

Freaking daiûas...

All our luggage, excluding the bombs, are secured with ropes or wires around some wings shoulders.

The bombs are somewhere inside the belly of Snake, possibly the most secure place in the world right now.

It seems Snake has numerous hollow places in her long belly. They can store blood, water, lymph, air, other gazes upon need, and even food. They’re versatile pockets. Four of them now hold nukes.

Snake and the little one are becoming more talkative with me. Still not in words though.

The little one inside of me is considering leaving my body to hide somewhere inside of Snake instead.

I wanted to keep that one for its powers, but I can’t do that against its will.

It tells me it will leave some improved tissues along the main muscles. Things are decided quicker than I expected.

Blume isn’t getting involved in that part, only translating what is unclear.

B - They will be a better match for growth in symbiosis. It will help Snake evolve as well.

M - I get it. I feel a little let down but I get it. How do we do that transfer?

B - You will need to take a good bath and massage, down there.

She points at the ground, which is the top of Snake’s head. Oh.

Oh.. I guess I trust them enough, but still, it’s creepy.

M - Can I keep my clothes?

B - Sure. It doesn’t really matter, you will end up all sticky anyway.

Eww.

Well. Here we go.

I jump in front of the head, and land softly in a soft mattress almost liquid. Snake’s tongue then recedes with me on it and I am swallowed. It’s really weird.

~

I melt. It feels like it, but in a nice way. Everything is soft to the touch all over me. It moves me around gently to a slightly leaning posture while lying down on my back. I can breathe a soft stream of air from outside.

Then I’m tickled to death from all over my body as the little one sips through my skin and out of my body. The infection leaves me entirely. Thin roots inside all my muscles are plucked out, tickling a lot as they do.

It’s almost unbearable, though not unpleasant.

When it’s done, I feel exhausted.

I get the gift of an integral weird massage for a minute, instead of being just spat out. This feels nice. I doze off.

~

I wake up lying on the head of Snake, as we fly through an ocean of stars. A splendid night has fallen. Free of pink stars.

My legs feel weak. I feel heavier. Losing abnormal strength makes it harder even to return to normality.

I still manage to stand. I can feel the lack of that thing’s presence in my blood. But I can still communicate with Snake intuitively a little.

She tells me all is right. I share that I’m glad. I do feel a little relieved for them, and also for me. I lose a strength, but also an infection from them...

Blume’s weird shape stepped closer to me.

B - I think you’re better that way.

M - Yeah... I think so too. It would have troubled me more if I needed that to kill Magenta. But I don’t.

B - Hm, Yes, I guess you’re right. But also you’re better as being on the most human end of the spectre of life like us...

Unlike Rose, I understand is what she wanted to say next.

M - You mean for stable biology?

B - Metabolism, yes, also. But psychically mostly.

M - What about Rose? Where did her mind balance lied?

B - Rose’s mind wasn’t fit for stability anywhere. But still, mostly human suited her better.

M - Aren’t you a bit harsh on her?

B - I created her. I know her. I’ve seen all there is to see about her. She’s a part of me. Her mind can only reach unstable equilibriums. Unlike you, she’s unable to settle for anything. She will always need to be moving... She was always in need to be moving... She was...

Ah. I reminded her that this time, Rose won’t return. I can feel some sadness swelling in the way she smells.

M - Yeah, she was funny.

B - That’s one way to put it.

I look at the stars, thinking.

We will avenge you Rose.

And more importantly, we will finish what you started, dumbass.

And what Lichts fought for...

~

I realised at some point I liked the body massage I got inside the mouth of Snake, and was wishing for a new experience like that.

Shit, I’m becoming twisted like Rose.

I was fighting for a while with that inner conflict.

Until I just gave up and boiled up in shame, requesting it.

I think Snake was either happy, amused or laughing.

Like I was a small pet meowing for a cuddle and some attention.

B - Don’t get too addicted to that kind of pleasure, or you’ll end up marrying Snake.

Blume laughingly mocked me. Bitch...

I swallowed my shame and jumped back inside that soft and cuddly warmth.

Maybe it felt a little like a womb to me?

It does felt like floating and being gently massaged all over at the same time.

I feel dizzy and dozing off fast.

Please don’t swallow me in my sleep Snake.

It does feel addictive. Nice pleasure all over, cuddly, so soft.

I fall asleep in the gooey tongue again.

In there, I actually have nice dreams.

~

We flew over the great wall of China.

I thought there would be just one wall line. There were many, scattered around. It was odd, but impressive.

The landscapes below us are fascinating and ever changing.

I know a lady or two whom would have loved to see that.

Meanwhile...

The magenta sunrise begins again.

One more time, we prepare ourselves.

~