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Cold. It's cold… I blinked, but my vision never got clearer. Oh..there's..glass in front of me.. Wait..this is..another cryogenic freezing pod..? Why am I..? Ugh..my head hurts… I pushed against the glass as hard as I could, to no avail. This was much easier..last time.. Suddenly the glass door pushed itself out automatically with a hiss of releasing gas. Exiting the pod on unsteady legs, I looked around. It was the same place. This lab.. Why was I here again..? My body ached all over. I tried massaging my shoulder only to get struck by an odd feeling on my chest. … I looked down, the familiar sight of my legs was absent..instead there was some kind of..fleshy extrusion..on my chest, blocking the view. “What the hell is this..” I blinked. My voice sounded different. Certainly one's voice always sounds different to themselves than it does to anyone else but..this was a bit too much? He didn't remember his own voice being this high pitched? He began sweating. What happened to him while in that pod.. He ran over to the window, observing his reflection. “Ha..haha..a woman..?” She softly touched her face. She had always had a soft face, but it had definitely fallen into the realm of soft masculinity. The kind most women found attractive. Now there was no shred of masculinity left. Only softness. Even her facial hair was mysteriously absent. And she hated to admit it..but her figure looked good. She had never bothered with relationships before, but even to her inexperienced eyes.. Wait.. “Don't tell me..” She quickly felt between her legs. “No! Not that too..” She collapsed to the floor in shock. “I never even got to use it..” She wanted to sob but the situation was too shocking to even cry. “...Are you having fun without me?” Another voice came from behind her. She turned around. “You..! Who are you..? What did you do to me?!” “...How hurtful. You don't recognize your own disciple..It hasn't been that long has it..? Well..for you at least.” “Velvet..?” A snicker. “You finally got it..Little Alba.” Velvet walked over to Alba, offering her a hand. “Alba..? That's a bit demeaning of a joke even for you Velvet.” Taking the offered hand, Alba was pulled up to her feet with seemingly no effort on Velvet's part. “..Oh? But isn't it more fitting for you now..?” Velvet gave a sly smile and looked down at Alba. “Start talking Velvet! What happened to me! And why..are you so tall now..?” Alba blurted out the last part in amazement, looking up at Velvet. “...Oh Alba..It would be strange if I hadn't grown at all over the last 15 years..Besides..you've shrunk quite a bit too..” Taking a strand of Albas long white hair in her hand, she slowly swirled it around her finger. “No uh..What? 15 years!? Why was I frozen for 15 years? And you still haven't told me what the hell you did to my body, or why!” Alba was fuming. Velvet was acting so strange now. A complete contrast to her shy innocent demeanour from before. “...Why? Do you really have to ask..” Velvet pulled Alba towards her, holding her tightly around her waist, her other hand grasping Alba's chin. “...Because, I like you better this way.” “W..what..that's not an answer..wha..let go of me!” She felt Velvet's hand grip around her waist tighten, making her a shudder. She seemed more sensitive than she was before. An embarrassed flush quickly covered Alba's white skin. She attempted to push Velvet off, but no matter how hard she tried, it was like pushing a statue. None of this made sense to her. “..Oh but it is..Now you can't run away again..There is nowhere for you to go..” Velvets grip around Alba tightened enough to elicit a small yelp of pain from her. “P..please let me go..Velvet..this is no way to treat your teacher..” Alba whined, trying to assert authority, to which Velvet only laughed dramatically. “..Ha! Teacher..? My dearest Alba..you're no longer my teacher. You lost that title when you left me. No..The only title fit for you now is..hmm..how about pet..no, maybe a wife?” Velvet replied with a smirk, still stroking Alba's face. “Are you insane!? I'm a man! Furthermore! I'm far older than you! So let me go! Let..go!” Still futilely attempting to pull herself away from Velvet, her yell was met with a sudden surprise. Velvet had let go of her, causing her to tumble back down, trembling on the cold floor. “....Wrong.” Alba looked up, finding Velvet towering over her. Her red eyes seemingly glowing in the dim light. “....You no longer hold any authority. You are no longer a man, You are no longer my teacher, and you are no longer older. You have been frozen for 15 years or has your brain not quite thawed yet?” “You..!” “....But don't worry..dearest Alba.” Velvet knelt down, grasping Alba's neck firmly enough that no escape was possible. “...Do you remember Alba..? You said..long ago..well..for me it was long ago..that if I felt like I was on fire..that instead of burning away pathetically, expecting others to put it out..Do you remember..? You said that I should quench the fire myself…I was always told my duty was to quench the fires around me..you were the first and only one to say I could quench my own..I asked..if we couldn't quench each others fires..and you agreed…you agreed and yet..!” Her grip on Alba's neck tightened, her muttering stopped between her clenched teeth. “You failed to fulfill your promise…but....Don't worry..little Alba..As my new wife..I will teach you so many things..like how to quench my fire...” She couldn't even swallow with Velvet's hand pressing down on her throat. But at that moment, Alba felt a fear she had never known before…and a strange burning feeling that lurked deep within her core.