Maybe I could have been a better brother.

And now that I’m well… still her brother but different?

I hugged myself again. Maybe I should have explored my new body. The residual memory from the data transfer said anal would be pleasant.

Perhaps get used to it before a man’s in there for real?

It’s real, isn’t it?

I already knew, but the events of the day replayed, and I closed my eyes. It wasn’t a true cry, but I still shook all the same. The military visit, my trip into space, and having my body changed mixed in my mind. I wasn’t me anymore, and I didn’t know what I’d become. Then there was what’s his name… Manos? No Matros. God, what kind of name was that?

My future husband’s if I didn’t find a way out of here.

I stumbled over to the bed and closed my eyes. I hoped I would wake up as the old me, but I didn’t believe it. Still, I laid into a spongy mesh that hugged all my limbs.

My eyes closed for only a minute. At least that was the plan. Instead, in the murky blackness of my dreams I flew without thought with stars around me.

Down below, a water planet came into view. My teeth gnashed, and I instinctively tried to speed past. Instead, I lingered amid the smell of cinnamon and sharp spice I couldn’t place. Almost like ocean water and plants. Down I went through the clouds toward seven islands, despite intentions to leave.

In the center on the water was a tanned, and well-defined muscled man I recognized as Matros. His hand went out, and that was enough to flex biceps strong enough to lift a bale of hay. The warm wind pushed against my back while I drifted into his arms. I inhaled deep and smelled more of that ocean-cinnamon scent along with his sweat.

Piercing, purple eyes looked down while he held me tight. A streak of purple ran over his dark hair. I never liked men with colored hair or any man but there was something ‘right’ about it with him.

With no permission, he leaned forward and sealed his lips over mine. I resisted for the barest of moments before his wet, warm tongue slid past my lips. It was so unlike my other kisses. Usually, I did the kissing when I was with a girl – rare as that was. Now I just enjoyed being kissed – even desired.

Down below around my ass something felt... funny. Almost like a warm tingle that continued to grow under the ocean sun. My full hands pushed against his stone hard chest while a white light grew around us. As if the sun had come down from the sky. I endured it as best I could while it painfully filled my vision.

Several loud claps jerked me out of my daydream and my imaginary beach. I looked up into a shadowy form of a tall and thick male. An almost angry musical voice drew out. “I’m your intended mate Matros. You’ve caused me nothing but trouble, Human.”