Alhazad remained at his screen, looking over data, the day had been long, and uneventful. Which was a nice change of pace. Alhazad wasn’t always on the battle field but often had to over-see what was happening, and Talathia loyally by his side, watching his back for possible attacks. But things were slow today, and she could catch up on her rest.

The she-wolf sat leaning against part of the super computer. It’s fans spinning warm air on her back. Alhazad’s clicking with his claws at the command desk almost put her to sleep.

“ Your grandparents were the last of your family who could transform, weren’t they?” Alhazad asked, very casually.

“ Ehh? Yes, I think.” Talathia said with a long yawn, the question caught her off guard, breaking her from her light map. “ Mom and dad said they couldn’t transform and I wouldn’t be able to because Filgaia’s energy suppresses it, and we can’t pull metal from the ground to form it, and it is a bit more complicated than that. But something about our bodies not being able to sustain it.”

“ What a shame.” Alhazad mused. “ I imagine you would have looked quite lovely.”

“ Uhhhhh… No.” She laughed. “ I would have looked terrifying, even by your standards. There were reasons why we were feared and called wild animals back home or Hyades. It was only because the weird energy shit..” Tala wiggled her clawed fingers in front of her trying to explain it. “ Were they able to stow-away on the ships that the other demons used to evacuate… and it took them meeting my parents’ generation to learn that we were sapient and not just mindless beasts. By the time my grandparents arrived on Filgaia, the energy made they looked like how I look. Less scary, a bit more bipedal.. Able to fight with the lizard people. But what we look like, what we really look like. I don’t know, it would be monstrous.”

“ More than I?” he chuckled amused by her explaining. Her paraphrasing wasn’t wrong, it was just overly simplified for someone who didn’t understand the science of her own biology.

“ You’re not a monster..” Talathia quickly replied.

Alhazad gave her a knowing look. There was no frame of reference for her to go off of. He’d yet to let her see what he looked like under his robe. She’d seen shadows and flashes here and there. And felt parts of him under the blankets.. But never really seen him. She had a vague idea, and pictured his true form off that.

“ Yes, far worse than you, it would terrifying.” She replied.

“ I am sure you’re would have been sublimely beautiful.” He smiled at her. “ Maybe there is a way I can… find a way to give it to you. To craft it so your body could handle the transformation….”

“ I’d be bigger than you.” She shifted… standing now, her back to him, nervousness making her hug herself. There was a part of her that worried he wouldn’t see her the same way ever again, because she would be truly a thing of nightmares… but then she remembered who she was talking to. She’d never seen him with out his robe.. He knew better than anyone the fear of rejection if someone saw one’s true appearance.. “ … Can you do it? I mean, How can you do it?” she asked timidly.

He laughed darkly. Enjoying his usual strong willed little she-wolf asking if he could turn her into something more. The very idea of mutating her, touching her in that way, taking pieces of living metal and fusing them with her flesh, turn her into what she was supposed to be born as… was very arousing to him. “ I could, my dear. Creating living metal isn’t difficult, and you could have it mold with you and shift it with your own will. It’s coded into your body already. We just need to give you more mass, but mass you could hide, and manipulate at your will. That would become part of you.” His tone suggested something more, and she knew he was visualizing the experiment.

“ I would be more powerful, stronger, nothing would stand in my way.. I could keep you safe against anything...” She caught her breath. “ But.. I don’t know how to channel that much power.”

“ You know how…. You’d be a better killer, every part for your form could be used to unleash untold horrors and suffering on those that seek to cause us harm.. I bet you could even take down a golem...” She could tell he was sightly fantasizing about it. And she knew in what way. She had been around him long enough to know the idea was very erotic to him.

“ Would it hurt?” she felt his claws on her shoulder and his hot breath on the back of her neck.

“ No, it won’t. I can make it so it won’t hurt.. At least, for you. Only you, anyone else it would be agony, but you… pleasure and warmth, the transformation will be orgasmic...” His claws traced down her shoulders. “ Do you trust me?” he asked in a raspy voice. His warm breath tickling the sensitive hairs around her ears.

“ Yes, I do.”