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>l
Balcony ?
This balcony look like is also a sort of "landing pad" This makes sense, the
painting down in the living room points that you share this large house with
two winged people.
The sky above is an alien one, with two moons, one smaller and pinkish and the
other, larger and whitish blue.  You see also much more stars than you see on
Earth, but this isn't because this world is nearer to the galactic centre,
because you also see and recognise, notwithstanding the different shape, the
Milky Way.  Perhaps looking at that sky I can recognise some major star, for
what matters, because you're surely too far away from Earth.
What amaze you is the panorama: having eyes whose can see in darkness, like, if
not more than, cats, you can see in the penumbral light from the two small
moons and the starlight from these strange constellations, for many miles
around: Eastward, behind the house, you can see a meadow and a grove, beyond
those is a pond, against a background of distant hills, a faint glow on one of
these hints toward a village, or small town, northward is a large tree, beyond
it is an extensive grassy plain, merging westward into farmland, where speckles
of light hints where some dwellings, probably farmhouses, are.

>x glow
You look at the small glow, noticing that has a somewhat half-moon shape and
that its colour is pinkish, and is at the top of a hill; From these details you
conclude that is the night illumination of an inhabitated settlement; wondering
about this place, you succeed in bringing memories about that place,
remembering not only that is indeed a small town named Luroz, and that indeed
has urban lighting... by magic globes, as the ones giving light inside this
house, and that occasionally Azuj goes there for care and maintenance of those
globes.

{dear alpha-testers, if you X STARS, CONSTELLATIONS, MILKY WAY then X MAGELLAN
CLOUDS, then X GLOW again, you can reach the "pre-alpha", largely incomplete
and buggy, part of this alpha version, starring Atuzejiki, the chaotic but good
Daemoness with Fiery Resolve in name and character.. and the most problematic
part of the narration.  Please comment on the narration, alongside reporting
bugs.  Thanks, your friendly Imp.}

>x stars
You can't recognise even one of the familiar constellations of Earth's sky;
albeit surely you look also at known stars, the lack of celestial references
render practically impossible identifying them.  The quantity of stars you can
see points not only to a much lower light pollution, but also that you'are on a
world nearer the galactic centre of the Milky Way.

>x constellations
You can't recognise even one of the familiar constellations of Earth sky; all
are different, and even trying to look for single lines, you find nothing, save
a major familiar reference:
The Magellan Clouds.  Nubecula Major and Nubecula Minor.  Their shape and
relative position between them is the very same, but their place is
definitively off, meaning that the axis of rotation of this world is different,
and that there's many stars around, meaning that there's more milky way space
between here and the Clouds than between Earth and the Clouds.

>x milky way
The milky way has a different shape, but you can identify it, because some of
its regions are the same, but for the rest, is more or less differently shaped.
you figure that you are seeing it from a different angle, confirming that this
world where you are is really far from Earth.

Hmmm..  I don't know much about the Milky way, so is useless comparing those
differences, the constellations are unrecognisable, so I can't identify known
stars, but there's the Magellan Clouds, in a different spot, true, but IS a
solid reference, and definitively I'm still in the Milky way, so looking at the
Clouds should give bearings, for what is worth.'

>x magellan clouds
You concentrate your sight and attention of the Magellan clouds, the only
reference you have relative to Earth sky.
First thing you note, you see more sharply the clouds, allowing an estimate of
your sharper night vision, more than twice, at least.
Then, starting from the reference point represented by the Clouds, you scan the
sky around those, actually managing to unearth (unsky ?) enough reference
points for a coarse estimate of this world's position, with an astonishing
result:

at least many hundreds of thousands of not only light years, but also years.
that is, I'm really far not only in Space, but also in TIME!!

Putting all together, I'm hundreds of thousands of not only light years, but
also years from Earth..  This not only confirm that this is an Isekai, and that
I'm now living a new life, far in the future.  This means that this body is my
body.  But something remain unclear: This Etuye Alasne, what about her ?  I
don't remember much about her life, and this body is clearly not born
yesterday.  But I have her feelings..  Feelings?
You froze for a moment in realising the immense magnitude of the problem.
she's not alone.  She has not one, but two loving spouses, and sooner or later
you will meet them..
The ethical issue is plainly obvious, and the impossibility of finding a right
solution is painfully evident.  You're physically Etuye Alasne, but aside her
feeling and these vague memories, basic and utilitarian, as a person, you're
not the Etuye they know and love.  You can't imagine a more heartbreaking
tragedy than having another, different person around in the body of their loved
one...

Distraught by the huge responsability, you sit on the floor, trying to assess
the alternatives:
Pretending to be the actual Etuye ?  Absolutely not ! is not only repugnant to
your conscience and the most terrible thing to do, but with spouses whose are
actual magicians (also Etuye, but you have no idea about how to do magic
things), you understand that you have few, if any, hopes of keeping this facade
for long, not only dealing them the worst heartbreak ever possible, but also
attract their just ire on yourself..
Feigning having lost memory ?  A bit better from an ethical perspective, but
still very questionable: you understand that they live a very close life,
sharing many private moments, as.. well, wife and wife and wife, but on the
other side the angel one seems, nay, is a magic healer of some sort, and surely
will attempt to heal, out of love, exposing the feigning, breaking her and the
daemon's heart..
Confessing the truth ?  Surely is the most ethical alternative, at the really
dearly price of breaking their hearts; a very cruel thing to do, with a really
thin sweet layer in having dealt this blow to their hearts with honesty... not
the best solution, you admit, putting this alternative in the backburner of
your elfin mind.
Leaving this place, disappearing somewhere far?  Not practicable; you don't
actually know much about this world, and you don't know if a female elf can be
inconspicuous or unnoticed, in whatever place, but is also not only
heartbreaking, but also harrowing for these two spouses.  Also, in this world
where magic actually exists, you can't excludes that the two distraught spouses
can resort to magic for finding you... and the truth, breaking their hearts.

Overwhelmed by the huge responsibility and the lack of valid solutions, you hug
your knees, putting your head between the knees and start crying.
In a little corner of your mind, you realise that you're doing the
stereotypical crying of the desperate heroine, but this don't console you from
your predicament.  Sobbing, you look up at the alien sky of Railei, raising
your hand and crying "Etuye, where are you ??"  The light from the twin moon,
reflecting on your bracelet, gives an iridescent ray of hope, reflecting on the
inscription of it.
Spouses and Soulmates forever.  Soulmates...  Soulmancy ?
You don't know if this iridescent ray of hope is faint or bright, but now you
feel that the solution maybe lies in the soul.  And albeit you seems incapable
of doing magic, here on Railei the knowledge about souls seems more, if not
even much more, advanced than on Earth.
Wiping your eyes, you stand back up with determination: You don't know when you
will meet the pair of soulmates, but in the meantime you can look around,
searching for knowledge about soul and soulmancy, and there's a very large
library....

>x glow
You look at the small glow, noticing that has a somewhat half-moon shape and
that its colour is pinkish, and is at the top of a hill; From these details you
conclude that is the night illumination of an inhabitated settlement; wondering
about this place, you succeed in bringing memories about that place,
remembering not only that is indeed a small town named Luroz, and that indeed
has urban lighting... by magic globes, as the ones giving light inside this
house, and that occasionally Azuj goes there for care and maintenance of those
globes.

Reminescing about Azuj, you got a strange but tender feeling that Azuj is
somewhere nearby, and looking around, your notice a tiny but fast moving object
in the sky, and looking at it, you realize that is flying in the general
direction of the house you're in.

You decided to watch and track that flying object.

>*from now, only z is meaningful, re. Azuj
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>z
The fast moving object steers toward this house, starting a shallow dive.

>z
Now that the flying object is nearer, you discern that has leathery wings and a
long azure streamer. few seconds later, you notice that the flying object has
an humanoid shape, a female one, because you now discern the ..abundant.. shape
of her bosom.  Then that the streamer is attached to.. one of a pair of horns.
A demoness..  You can't avoid thinking, no, feeling that she's the red girl in
that painting, Atuzejiki...

>z
The winged and horned female flying above your house notices you and
definitively locks on you and start a steep dive toward you !
Along her dive toward you, she pass thru a moonshine (or is more precise an
Irlemshine ?) and you recognise her as the left girl in the painting in the
living room: No doubt, she IS Atuzejiki !
you are engulfed by many emotions.  Sadness for knowing that you're not Etuye,
anxiety for her reaction if she discovered this, bravery in facing her
reaction, but also happines in seeing her...again ? and... love and trust in
her?
Unexpectedly you feel..  happiness ?? instinctively, against good sense and
wisdom, you yell "AZUTEJIKI !  AZUJJJ !!!".  She clearly heard your call,
because she accelerates her terminal dive upon you with a powerful beat of her
wings ! you are mystyied and confused by the storm of unexpected feeling,
happiness, excitement and...  love ?? accompanied by a strong warming inside
your torso, neck and nape.

>z
Yelling "ETUUYEEEE !!!", Azuj impacts on you, nearby throwing you on the floor
of the pad, and she hugs you tightly, spreading her leathery wings around you
!!
You feel a brief warming on your shoulders amidst the general warming, and
realise that is how elves, at least here on Railei, feel embarassment, and
indeed you're embarassed because you understand that she think that you are the
Etuye she know, an impression reinforced by your unwise but instictive calling.
But there's also this strong warm inside your chest, and you recognise and
admit that is literally the warm of love...,
I'm actually feeling love for a daemon ?  Your musing is interrupted by a
physical feeling of warm. a softer warm. on my breast. you realise that her
breast is pressing on your breast. and on my hands, a round, leathery feeling..
you discover that you have instintively hugged Atuzejiki, and your hands are
now on Azuj's back, at the base of her wings.

Now you're in a rather unique situation, in a mutual hug with a daemon, her
horns dangerously nearby your face, and her buxom breast pressing on your buxom
breast, you feel again the warm in your chest.  I actually love Azuj ?? you
wonder.

For sure this horned, daemon-looking girl loves Etuye without doubt:
Not only the near-breathtaking tightness of her double hugging, arms and wings,
but also her face nestled on your breast are unmistakeable nonverbal messages.
You have no time for feeling sadness for not being really her Etuye, because
she suddenly started a high-pitched wail, and looking down at her head,
notwithstanding that her face is hidden amidst your cleavage, you realize that
she's crying.
Albeit you're still sorting out your unique ethical problem, you're moved by
her feelings, and start caressing her raven hairs.  Let's follow the wind and
try to do what Etuye should have done.  Suddenly you felt inside you that
you're not tricking nor deluding her... but why ?

>*here ends the 1st of 3 scenes, chaining directly into the 2nd
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>z
She raises her head, looking at your face with her wet red eyes.  "Etuye...
what happened ?  I was SO scared when the link between us suddenly disappeared
!"  She underlines her words with a turning right and reclining of her head, so
pointing you to the makeshift azure streamer knotted on her left horn: you
realise its meaning, an emergency signal.
Link between us ?? what means ? perhaps I should cautiously inquire, but you
feel that now is more important that Azuj recovers from her scare...

>z
Straightening and raising her head, she looks intensely at your face, then,
suddenly, she kisses you in your mouth!
You hardly manage to mantain a composure, but the absolute novelty of a kiss
from an horned and winged daemon is shocking... but your body react favourably,
no doubts.
You feel guilty in receiving a kiss intended for Etuye, but you realise that
you're in a situation where honesty and truthfulness are actually the wrong
thing to do.

>*of course, there will be time for asking; even elven can't kiss and talk at the same time...
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>z
Her tongue enters in your mouth and start playing around inside your mouth.
Novelty upon novelty, from a kiss to a french kiss from a demon.. about this,
you timiditly and cautiously feel her tongue with your tongue, definitively
isn't a forked one, but is narrower, thinner and.. very agile. and mobile.  The
combined feeling of joy and happiness coming from this little part of Azuj
inside your mouth manages to hide that little guilty lingering inside you.
Simultaneously, you feel her hands slowly moving down your back, you easily
guessed their destination, but you never have guessed the feeling of
expectation the gradual shifting of her hands along your back raise inside you,
warming your neck.

>z
As expected, her hands reach your hind quarters and start to caress around
first, then play with your gluteus; Also, she retreats her tongue, but kept her
lips pressed against yours.  This brief pause gives enough respite for noticing
that also elven females "have butterflies" as your girlfriends from a place and
time now very far, described to you... together with that the butterflies in
the hips mix very well with the warm in your chest.

>z
Seemingly sensing your arousal (or she noticed the vibration of these elfin
ears ?) she presses her Sanctuary against your Sanctuary.  You are surprised
about the choice of term in your mind, calling also "Sanctuary" the intimate
part between the legs of a Daemoness, but thru your elfin mind you realise that
is a common, definitively non-vulgar, word for that part.
Of course, she also start rubbing fast her Sanctuary against yours, you for a
moment feel uneasiness in having mutual pleasure with a Daemon, then something
clicks inside you: you feel somewhat connected with Etuye, and pleasure and
love merge together, forming the most strong and intense form of pleasure, the
one from true love.  Together.  'We're soulmates'.  We ?  inclusive We ??
Emotions and pleasures.  With Azuj.  You can't think clearly, only live the
moment.

>z
She started slowing down her rubbing, as if she is satisfied, but don't want to
disappoint you with a sudden stop, but you welcome the change of pace, whose
give you enough focusing for understanding what just happened.
The physical plane is simpler, you realise that when she was rubbing she has
put her tongue again in your mouth and has continued her playing with your
hinds; but the inner plane is much more complex.  On one side, you have just
enjoyed something truly unique, lesbian foreplay with a daemon, being a female
elf, on the other side, you realised that the relationship between you, your
body, and Etuye is more complex than you surmised. at a point you even felt a
connection with Etuye.  This can means that somehow, she's somewhere... but
where ?

>z
Now she has stopped her rubbing, and her sanctuary is now simply leaning on
your, and has ended her kissing, and her hands are only delicately placed on
your hinds, but these are minor details compared to your inner turmoil.
Earlier you have cried for Etuye, now you feel connected to her, but you can't
figure nor understand what is this mysterious connection.  You looked at the
petite daemon in front of you and suddenly these unusual feelings of love,
together with a new one, of trust for this daemon, resurfaces.  Etuye is not
alone, you are not alone.

>z
She reclined her head on your breast, visibly relieved.  'Sorry, Etuye, for
this burst of love, but i really needed to feel being together...  I know that
we're now together forever, but I fear the day when we inevitably will be
separated, albeit for a little while..'
She sobbed, clearly is a serious matter for her, but you can't make sense of
it, so you hugged her.
she looks demonic, but she isn't evil, what is evil is telling her your
situation without really understanding it.  You determined that you will rely
on this petite daemon with full trust... and love, you reckon that somehow you
share Etuye's feelings.  Your inner musing is interrupted by a whisper from
Azuj: "But.. why you are so passive ?"
{To my testers: the last line is intended to reflect the player's active
partecipation to this "first contact"... nothing too over US standards, but
definitively inside the more mature EU standards.}

Azuj, now calmed down a bit, ends her hugging, still standing in front of you.
her eyes looking straight into yours.  She removes her streamer and throw it on
the floor, visibly happy in not needing it more; She then take your hand in her
hand.
"Let's go down".  You sense a degree of urgency in her request.  You should
FOLLOW her lead..

>* as the hints suggest, here ends the 2nd out of 3 scenes, linking to a brief GuidedTour, azuj leading to...
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>follow
(Azuj)
You let Azuj lead the way.

Mezzanine
The mezzanine of this grand living room shows how this house is designed
considering also the needs and peculiarities of winged, flying people: the
parapet overlooking the lower living room below is a low one, so, you easily
figure that a winged creature can easily hop between the two floors with a
wingbeat, and the ceiling reaches up to the barreled roof, roughly eight metres
above the mezzanine.
The design of the furniture here, seatings clustered in pairs or threes around
low tables, are similar to those in the living room below; against the eastern
wall, opposite the low parapet, is a cabinet full of beverages; the latter
giving out the social function of this mezzanine.
An elegant, but at the same time simple, flight of stairs leads down to the
lower living room, and another large room is beyond a large archway in the
southern wall and, lastly, a window-door north leads outside into a spacious
balcony, whose is also a landing pad.

The cabinet contains some beverages.

Azuj is standing here.  She's waiting for you by the parapet.

>follow
(Azuj)
You let Azuj lead the way.

Living room
This room is a living room; indeed there's a sofa, facing an huge painting,
placed in a prominent spot at the very centre of the south wall, between an
arched passage to a corridor and a larger archway leading southeast to another
room, and a low table is placed between this sofa and the painting, the style
and design of the sofa and table is a very strange one, whose you have never
seen.
The ceiling above is really high: more than a dozen metre above, and above the
eastern third is a mezzanine, reachable thru a simple but elegant flight of
stairs against the north wall; east, the low-ceiled space below the mezzanine
forms a more intimate part of the living room, at the end of which, on the east
wall, hangs a large, ornate, mirror.
From its placement, this painting looks very significant.  Let's examine it..

Azuj is standing here.  She's waiting for you by the arched passage toward the
corridor.

>follow
(Azuj)
You let Azuj lead the way.

North end of a corridor
You are at the north end of a corridor continuing southward.
East you can enter a sort of dining room, west you can enter a tiny, narrow
parallel hallway leading to a pair of other rooms; Lastly, of course, you can
also return to the living room north of here.

Azuj is standing here.  She's waiting for you by the tiny hallway.

>follow
(Azuj)
You let Azuj lead the way.

Tiny hallway
This tiny hallway connect three rooms: east to the corridor from where you
came, south, to that... relief room ?  and west, to the kitchen.

Azuj is standing here.  She's waiting for you in front of the relief room...

>*yes, toward the relief room, where the 3rd, and most requiring delicate narrative balancing, scene unfolds...
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>* of course, I'll implement a minimal interaction during the GuidedTravel, tempered by Azuj's understandable
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>*haste, let's say three-four turns then she push forward the travel.
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>follow
(Azuj)
You let Azuj lead the way.

Relief room
You are initially puzzled about this room: there's a pair of facing seats on
the northern and southern wall, under which are some pots, and between those
seats is a narrow inclined slit leading outside under the west wall; but you
quickly realize that is a loo, the inclined slit being used for urinating and
the seats are actually "thrones" for, ahem, defecating.
The unusual, somewhat archaic, means for relieving led you to call this rather
dry toilet "relief room".  Strangely, you feel that this term is the correct
one.
From the furniture, you get also the definite impression that physiology
follows too universal constants ...and indeed there are constants !
Anyway, the lone immediate relief you can see is the exit north, back to the
hallway.

On one side of these seats is a slightly uneven stack of booklets.

Atuzejiki is here.

Now you and Azuj are ..together.. in the bathroom.  You understand her, she has
flyed nonstop in a very distraught state of mind, of course she needs to
relieve her body.. after relieving her feelings for you.  And in this world,
relieving isn't considered something to do privately, and you and Azuj are in
love and married, so you understand why you are here, so you sit on one of the
"thrones".
Azuj quickly doffed her blouse with sensuality, uncovering her breast, whose is
only very slight smaller than yours, and round.  She throws her blouse on the
floor, and pass to the doffing of her skirt, more quickly and with some more
sensuality at the same time.
That you are surprised is an understatement.  That her back is ample, but not
fat, and definitively provocatory is a minor detail relative to what is at the
top end of her crack.  You should have expected it, after all, she's a daemon,
complete with horns, wings and.. the proverbial Devil's tail !
She swings a bit her tail, not much long, perhaps a pair of feet, but her
rounded end.. and diameter.. evoke in your mind unnecessary details about the
intimate moments with Azuj.. and Miyai..  Your musing is interrupted by her
voice: "Happy to be free, eh, Taily ?"
Taily ? you are amused at the childish name she gives to her tail.  She dropped
her shirt with nonchalance on one of the armrest on the "throne" in front of
the one you're sit on then she suddenly turns, facing you.  Because she's
standing and you sitted, you can't avoid being on the "front row seat" for
admiring her Sanctuary.  The first impression is that she has a leathery pubes,
but you quickly notes that actually is a large triangle of very short,
straight, shiny and thick raven-black hairs, whose at first glance can be
mistook for black leather.  definitively the most sexy pubes ever, by certain
human standards.

>z
Time passes...

She somewhat misunderstand your looking at her, and with a sweet, joyous smile
she hold one of your hand in one of hers saying "Etuye... forty-two years
together since our Soulmating, and is always like the first days together,
isn't ?"  Forty-two years since???  you look at her; she, as you, she looks
like a young woman in her early 20s, and.. what was our age that midsummer day
of.. year 10.160 ? well, gentlemen never ask a lady's age.. albeit now you're
unquestionably a lady...
So you settle for an oblique approach: nodding, you asked about Miyai that day.
"Radiant as us", she answers.  "she totally lose her phlegm, wildly dancing
with passion.."  You feel an excitement inside you.  Since your teen days, on
the now far Earth, you always wondered about girl's talking together in the
restrooms or bathrooms, whose remained a mystery for you..  until now, the day
when you engaged in a girl toilet talk in first person.  "..and she picked you
and take off with you, one of the really few moment she manages to overcome her
take off issues..."  take-off issues ? you are piqued by this, but before you
can find how to ask, Azuj mutters "... oh, my poor dam..."

>z
Time passes...

Still holding your hand, she squats and start, uh.. her relieving.  Somewhat
you foolishly expected an sulphurous odor, but with surprise, the smell
entering your nose is pungent, like garlic; you start to suspect that the
"toilet openess" here on Railei stems from the lack of olfactory
obnoxiousness...
Anyway, you're a bit surprised that albeit Azuj is slighty turned toward you
and not precisely aligned with the slit, her springing "hit the mark", so to
speak.  On speaking.. she's still caressing your held hand with her thumb and
reminiscing the day of the 'Soulmating till the end of Time' marriage with
Etuye.. you..  Etuye... you can't avoid this mixup, "Was incredible our air
dance together, albeit I still consider unfair the nimbleness of your
levitation..."
Levitation ? you make a mental note of this, living together with two flying
soulmates, levitation must be literally an household spell for Etuye..
Now, her "springing" is abating, but she kept the mark with a slight reclining
forward, with nonchalance.  You realise the truthness of her quip about more
than forty year together, she's clearly very used to this restroom.
Forty-two years together.. you can't avoid thinking that this little tidbit
about your life can't explain everything...

>* yes, dear tester, the last line IS an homage to late Douglas Adams... :) 
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>z
Time passes...

Having done with her "irrigation" she stands, facing you, then sit on the
"throne" in front of you. the tiny idea that she only want to continue the
"girl talk"" more confortely is immediately put out by her manner of seating
and the telltail placement of Taily alongside her left thigh.  Strangely, you
feel elated, not only for the prosecution of the toilet talk, but also for
being together in intimacy.  Without thinking, you extend your foot toward her
short, high foot, and start caressing it.
Azuj is a bit surprised, but smiles, closed her eyes and whispered, with an
evident moved tone "Etuye.. also you missed me ?"  You felt a warm in the
throat, the elfin equivalent of blushing.  Pure and unbiased truth from a
daemon.  Remembering, and now understanding, your longing in front of the
painting and in playing the instruments, you try to answer yes, only to
discover that also elves can have lumps in the throat.
Albeit overwhelmed by realisingyour love for Azuj, You manage to nod, and she
smiles back, slight changing her posture for a more easier 'footplaying', you
reclined back a bit on your seating, easing your side of 'footplaying',
accepting, well, the resulting enhanced vision of the open underside of Azuj's
"throne" and hence the, uh, incoming "proceedings" from her hinds..

>z
Time passes...

Your playing together with your feet, by itself a sensual one, is so full of
love and shared intimacy giving also tenderness to it.  Inside you, the sharp
contrast between Azuj's outward appareance and her inner feelings start to
smooth out, you realise that behind these daemonic attribuites, horns, tail,
wings, lies a beautiful soul, with her hopes, her emotions, her fears... the
warm in your chest and the contemplation of Azuj's inner beautifulness together
put the vision of the very dark, near black "trunk" appearing between her
gluteus in a passing note in a corner of your brain.

>z
Time passes...

Idly commenting around horn aesthetics and playing together with our feet, you
feel that you now understand better the naked petite, buxom daemoness emptying
her bowels in front of you..

>z
Time passes...

She stands up, takes a pair of leaves fron the side of the "throne", and start
rolling them around Taily, one near the top and the other just below the
middle. then proceed to wipe both her Sanctuary and hind quarters, with rapid
and.. sensual strokes.  You not only appreciate the unsuspected utility of
having a tail, but also got an idea on how pleasant are the intimate moments
with Azuj; of course your butterflies awaken, attracting the red eyes of Azuj
on your ears, and her amused silvery laughing. of course, your shoulders became
hot.. but also your throat became warm.

>z
Time passes...

She unrolls the used leaves around Taily, and with a wide grin she mockerly
intones "Miyai, Miyai, my lovely little fool !" and thrown the leaves, like a
frisbee, on the floor, and few moments after they disappears, and Azuj laughs.
You're surprised, but in your elfin mind you find that Miyai, in trying to rein
Azuj's lack of order, enchant the leaves so that after used, when on the floor,
they teleport out to the cesspool below the large tree out of house.

>* explaining the "disappearing leaves" mystery earlier...
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>z
Time passes...

Now Azuj take the collecting pot from below and sniff her own "rose by other
name".  "Healthy" she declares satisfied, and makes a rapid finger moviment
above the pot and her uh, crap disappears, leaving behind a shining clean pot.
Teleported in the same cesspool where the leaves are sent, no doubts.  You make
another mental note, a practical one on restoring your magic prior of having
the need of emptying your bowels...

>z
Time passes...

Now Azuj recover her skirt and don it, muttering apologies to Taily, then takes
her blouse and don it; you helped her, hooking the straps back around her
wings.  In doing this, you caress Lefty (the name Azuj gives to her left wing;
of course, the right one is Righty..) receiving a little uhum of approvation
from her.
{For testers: from now on, Azuj will follow you passively, but she will be
happy about your notes & feedback about how she should react to actions, things
& locations; feel free to explore a bit together with her, noting to your
trustful Imp where and how she should react, albeit I understand that by now
you are perhaps in the low 100s of moves..}

You turn around Azuj, checking her skirt and blouse, then with a smile, you
raise the little finger, the daemonic signal of OK, She replies with a large
grin, taking your hands.
{note to alpha testers: from now onwards, our little horned soulmate will
follow you in a rather quiet & passive manner, patiently waiting her full
implementation; please treat her well..}

>*of course, this ends the 3rd and last implemented scene. There's at least, another one, perhaps two,
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>*hopefully surpriseful scenes...
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>x azuj
Atuzejiki, Azuj for her friends (and spouses..) is a petite daemon, 20 or so
centimetre shorter than you (net of those 15 cm. or so of horns, of course),
daemon with raven-black hairs, with the classical demonic attribuites, horns
and leathery wings with a pair of talons.  Her abundant bosom is slight smaller
than yours, but because of her petite physique, appear on par with yours, even
slight bigger if one does a cursory comparision...
she wears a buff halterneck blouse and a reddish brown knee-lenght skirt and
mid-calf short boots.  Knotted on her left horn is tied a makeshift long azure
streamer.
Azuj is looking straight at you.  Reciprocal examination, seems.

>l
Relief room
You are initially puzzled about this room: there's a pair of facing seats on
the northern and southern wall, under which are some pots, and between those
seats is a narrow inclined slit leading outside under the west wall; but you
quickly realize that is a loo, the inclined slit being used for urinating and
the seats are actually "thrones" for, ahem, defecating.
The unusual, somewhat archaic, means for relieving led you to call this rather
dry toilet "relief room".  Strangely, you feel that this term is the correct
one.
From the furniture, you get also the definite impression that physiology
follows too universal constants ...and indeed there are constants !
Anyway, the lone immediate relief you can see is the exit north, back to the
hallway.

On one side of these seats is a slightly uneven stack of booklets.

Atuzejiki is here.

>*that's all, folks !
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>script off
