Elunara sat in her home working on her sketches. Emaline was in the keep with Varian and everyone else was off doing their own thing. A knock on the door, and Elunara walked over, still sketching on her board. She glanced up at the newcomer. He stood there fidgeting. She eyed him up and down.
"What can I do for you, honey?"
"Elunara? Can I come in and speak with you privately?"
Gesturing inside, she flipped to a fresh page and began sketching the new person. "How can I be of assistance?"
"I want... I want... well..." He fiddled with his fingers.
She cocked her hip to the side and grinned. "I'm not a mind reader. But judging by your nerves, you here for a little sexual relief?"
He shook his head violently. "Not exactly. I have a problem?"
"Don't ask me, you came here with something on your mind. You should know by now that my house is a safe space. You can say anything, make any weird request and I'll do my best to honor it and make it good for the both of us, so let it go." She continued to sketch that nervous face.
"I want you to add a dick to me."
Elunara's pencil shot across her paper. "What?"
"I'm not..." He took a breath. "Well, I wasn't born a man, and I want to be. I've spent my whole life in this perpetual hell of not knowing who or what I was. Some years ago, I made the change. I've been living as a man for a while now, and I finally feel like I've found out who I am. But I'm lacking the one thing I feel would make me complete."
Elunara continued to blink at the man. She carefully sat her board and pencil down. "I don't know that I can give you what you want."
"I saw what you did for your grandson. You... grew him a leg. It took surgery, yes, but you made him what he is, and now he runs around like any other little boy. I want that. I want to... be a man."
"But you are a man."
"I want a penis."
Pulling out a chair, Elunara sat down hard. "This just sounds beyond my skill."
"Please! You're my only hope."
"I cannot heal what is not there."
"You grew him a leg! I may not have seen the process myself, but I saw the before and after." He shook his head. "A clit is just like a penis, right? Make mine longer, give me what I want."
Elunara put her hand over her mouth. "I mean... I could try. The logistics could be there..."
"Please." He whispered.
"What's your name?" Elunara picked up her board and began to sketch notes.
"Walter."
"Well, Walter, I need to give this some thought. The logistics could be there. I mean, I've studied male anatomy my whole life. Female anatomy is only the last thirty or so, so I'll have to look through some of my own notes."
He grabbed her hand. "Thank you! Thank you so much!"
She shook her head. "Don't thank me just yet."
Elunara spent the next several days researching her own notes. Looking at diagrams from her hidden collection and from her notes with men and women. Sliding her finger over a picture she had drawn of a woman's most intimate lines and folds, she considered. It could work. Mostly. Comparing pictures, she sighed.
"What are you doing, love?" Grogek's bulky form filled the doorway.
"Trying to figure out if I can honor the weirdest request I've ever received."
"That's a tall order."
Quickly she relayed the salient points of the conversation.
His eyebrow shot up. "Grow... a penis?"
"Now, if I had a donor penis, I could do some attachments, but that's not going to happen. Even if I could find one, to attach it and make it functional? Is this even possible?" Flipping through her papers, she eyed the diagrams. "Technically, he has a point, a clit has a lot of the same nerve endings. Some women even have enlarged clits." She handed a picture to Grogek.
He eyed the intimate portrait. With a cough, he grinned. "Are you trying to make me hard?"
"Not at this point." She grinned back. "Maybe in a bit. I want to give this more thought."
With a chuckle, he handed the picture back. "Excuse me, I must go find Susan."
"You do that, Sugarbear."
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Walter stood naked in Elunara's living room. She paced around him in circles considering his body. "Do you want the breasts gone too?"
"Yes, please."
"I can't believe I didn't notice them before."
"Binding has been a bitch, but the flatter I can get them..."
"I can see your issue." Elunara stopped in front of him and put her hands on his shoulders. "Are you ready?"
He swallowed hard and closed his eyes. "Yes."
Elunara looked down at the sheets she had chosen for reference. Closing her own eyes, she focused her energy first on the top half, melting breast tissue down to muscle tone. Opening her eyes, she felt a little woozy. "Well, we're halfway."
He looked down and put his hands to his chest. "They're gone." He whispered. Tears in his eyes. "Just... gone."
"Are you unhappy?"
"I'm the happiest I've ever been."
"Next step, then." Elunara closed her eyes and focused her attention on the lower half. For an untold amount of time, she stood there pouring out every ounce of her energy. When she swayed, Walter grabbed her arms.
"Are you alright?"
"I need energy to give energy."
He helped her to sit down on the couch. "Listen, we don't have to continue today. I mean, I'm flat chested now, that's amazing."
"Try... looking down."
"Huh?" Walter looked down at himself. "Oh, my goddess..." He whispered. Reaching down, he grabbed his newly formed member.
"I pulled out three, three and a half inches for you. Give me an energy recharge and I might get a little more."
"It's beautiful." He whispered. Rubbing his hand up and down, he was fascinated. "Goddess that feels good."
"Good. Do me a favor." Her vision was blurry.
"Anything for you, my goddess."
"Get one of my husbands to drag me out to the yard."
"Right away!"
At the yard, Elunara curled up between Susan and Katie. Not really sure why, but always willing to give their energy to their goddess, the soldiers lined up to lay their hands on Elunara's sleeping form.
The rustling of paper woke Elunara from her nap. She blinked up at Katie sitting beside her, shuffling through her pages. She lifted a page to the light and considered.
"What's up, little lovely?"
"I can't get this scene to sound right."
Elunara sat up on the platform. "Let me see." She flipped through the pages and considered. "Pencil?"
Katie handed it over. "What did I do wrong now?"
"Mostly, grammar."
At break, Grogek came over and put his hand on Elunara's leg. "How are you feeling?"
"Woozy. Here, look at this." Elunara passed the pages down.
He took the pages and began reading through. "Hm." After a moment, he shuffled and reread them. "Every time I read your work, you become more and more accomplished. However, this scene lacks the usual dedication. You need to commit to the scene. You seem to be shying away from the romance of it." He handed the papers back.
Katie blushed. "I... don't know what to say."
"A girl like you should understand the importance of this scene, the romance of it. The desire between your two characters is going to be made real by this scene."
"You're right." Katie sighed. "It's just... I get so embarrassed. I want people to read this. And I don't want to screw it up."
"You won't screw it up, if you commit to it like you want to." Grogek shook his head.
Katie put her board to the side and picked Enwoo up and began the process of nursing. Rubbing her hand on the top of his fuzzy head, she sighed. "I just want to do a good job." She traced a finger over a horn.
"You will, little one. Find your heart, find your desire, and put it on paper."
Elunara smiled and rubbed her hand on Grogek's bald head. "That's my sweet Sugarbear."
He reached up and laid a hand on her belly. "I always worry that you burning a load of energy will harm the baby."
She smiled down at him. "You know I'd never go that far. Besides, it's barely discernable at this point." Stretching out she sighed. "Want to help me recharge faster?"
"I thought you would never ask." Grogek signaled to Darguni. Darguni rolled his eyes and went back to work.
As they walked hand in hand, Elunara leaned her head against his shoulder. "How is Stephen coming along? I see you've pushed him into Darguni's course."
"He's handling it well." Grogek cracked his neck. "Being bested by... that cultist has him ready to prove himself."
"Good. Is your neck alright?"
"A little sore. Care to help me out with that?"
"Always."
In the house, Grogek yanked off his shirt. Elunara cocked her head to the side. "Is that a sunburn?"
He put a hand to his neck and hissed. "I guess it is."
"But... you never burn. You just get more brown." With light fingers she touched the burned area. "Well, let me see if I can heal this." Gently probing, she poured out her energy. "Hm. That's odd."
He sighed under her touch. "What's odd?"
"You have some weird little points over your body."
"Points?"
"When I healed Lydia's body of spores all those years ago, her lungs were filled with little points of obstruction. You skin has these same points. It's very weird."
He looked down at himself. "Spores?"
Shaking her head, she considered. "Not spores. Malignant growths." She bit her lip. "I'm going to see what I can do about them." Running her fingers along his body, she located one of the small growths. "They seem to be eating at your skin. I think I can burn them off with my energy."
"Why have you not noticed these things before?"
A soft laugh and she looked up into his eyes. "Because I never have to worry about you. I only give you energy shots, I never have to heal you or check your body." A tear rolled down her cheek. "You're the strongest of us all, and I neglected you for that."
"No. No, love. It's not neglect. I don't know why you think such things."
