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Is it something we can control through our actions?
Is it how things simply will be? A script we are forced to act out even when we would otherwise think we are rebelling against it?

Is it, perhaps, like gravity? A force pulling us that we might, if we move just right, move off in a different direction yet inevitably our course having been changed by it.


A bit of a story I might continue later which is partially, extremely vaguely, based upon some RPing I've been up to.
", "writing": "He stood staring into that perfectly polished mirror's surface. A slight turn to one side to make sure that the ornament looked presentable before doing the same for it's twin. Turning to make sure that the band around the base of his tail was properly affixed as well caused him to let out a sigh. One hand coming to rest on that distended middle of his before picking up and ringing the little bell on the nearby table. \n\nIt didn't take the attendants more than a few moments to arrive. Each one, with forms clad in garments almost as revealing as the nothing that he currently wore, gave a bow that he couldn't help giving in return even as each of them gave a little titter in turn. He was getting better about such things in public. But in private he still felt like he should be the one bowing to them. After all, as far as he was aware none of the servants here came from a family of farming peasants. Under normal circumstances he tried to just avoid calling for them and instead looked after himself... But such things were much more difficult given his current condition.\n\nSo it was that the quartet of assistants lent him their mobility instead. Elegant black sleeves for his legs and arms that were tightened with woven braiding about their tops. An equally black bodice that fit snugly around the top before weaving down around that pregnant middle so as to show the distended white and dark flesh beneath fur off. From there that tail band played host for the two attached white veils that came around his legs before hooking onto the opposite hip. A few testing movements made him sigh as he watched the thin fabric shift just right that anyone looking closely would be able to spy the dark flesh between his legs, but there really was nothing he could do about it. And besides, it wasn't as though he was likely to be making the return journey in anything at all. So was there even really a point? Then came the last thing, a band of dark purple cloth that came to lay over his eyes. \n\nAs the servants continue to check and double check his ears perked at the sound of the door and the sudden end to all their touching. Each footfall a sharp and confident thing that made his back straighten and his tail unconsciously lift. Two hands found either side of his head then. Their grip lightly tilting it first left and then right, next up and finally down. \n\n\"Such beauty. From head to tail to toes.\" \n\nThe words slipped their way deep into his mind, like they always did. A slight shift passing through his tail as he restrained it from moving about and possibly causing something to come loose. But that didn't stop the sudden euphoria that first plucked away inside that brain of his before spreading out like a wave through the rest of him. One hand shifting to rest against his pregnant middle. \n\n\"If all goes as according to what has been foreseen not only will these pups of ours will be with is tonight but our house will continue to rise like the star that it is. But that fate depends an you my little snow drift. Remember your role and do as we rehearsed. Remember my shining love for you. And most of all,\" Warm breath washed across his ear as his husband leaned in close. \"Remember that your place as a wife. As she, not he.\"\n\nYes, he would remember that. \n\n\"Come.\"\n\nWith that word, both hands shifted. Leaving his form for a moment before his husband's right found his left to being to lead his blind form through their home, and then from there out into the cool evening air and their waiting carriage. The slight noises of the driver ushering the horses filling his ear for a moment only to be drowned out by his husbands new words.\n\n\"Ankles together. Legs apart.\" \n\nHe had been about to huff only to hear the creak of leather and a slight chuckle from somewhere to his front and left.\n\n\"Oh leave your poor wife alone now Lord Beckett.\"\n\nEven as the sounds had found his ears his legs had already moved to comply. The stance pulling those veils of his just far enough that both his husband and whoever was sharing the ride with them would be able to see the dark flesh of his spade.\n\n\"Hmmm,\" Came that unfamiliar voice once more. \"Remarkably obedient, and it's as though she were still receptive even with her condition.\"\n\"She is. Were her body not otherwise occupied conception would be a guarantee.\"\n\"Oh? And how do you know this?\"\n\"Ankle.\"\n\nHis right leg moved without thought. First lifting and the extending before a hand took and guided it to rest upon his husband's leg.\n\n\"You see the band here?\"\n\"Hmmm... Bronze? I would think you would make your wife's jewellery out of something... more.\"\n\"Orichalcum actually. They hold divine enchantments and were given to my wife by a divine messenger before she came to my house.\"\n\nHe sat silently as his husband regaled his guest with a true tale if ever there was one. Loose facts at best piled atop one another about her origin and the bestowing of both the anklets and her new divine destiny. If he hadn't been practicing for months he might have burst out into rather uncouth laughter, but all of said practice held such that he remained quiet and still. His senses filtering out into the night to feel that power that was awaiting them at their destination.\n\nSoon he told himself. \nSoon it would be done and he would be able to to back to a more normal life.\nYes, just one more night and day.\nThat was soon enough, wasn't it?", "writing_bbcode_parsed": "He stood staring into that perfectly polished mirror's surface. A slight turn to one side to make sure that the ornament looked presentable before doing the same for it's twin. Turning to make sure that the band around the base of his tail was properly affixed as well caused him to let out a sigh. One hand coming to rest on that distended middle of his before picking up and ringing the little bell on the nearby table.

It didn't take the attendants more than a few moments to arrive. Each one, with forms clad in garments almost as revealing as the nothing that he currently wore, gave a bow that he couldn't help giving in return even as each of them gave a little titter in turn. He was getting better about such things in public. But in private he still felt like he should be the one bowing to them. After all, as far as he was aware none of the servants here came from a family of farming peasants. Under normal circumstances he tried to just avoid calling for them and instead looked after himself... But such things were much more difficult given his current condition.

So it was that the quartet of assistants lent him their mobility instead. Elegant black sleeves for his legs and arms that were tightened with woven braiding about their tops. An equally black bodice that fit snugly around the top before weaving down around that pregnant middle so as to show the distended white and dark flesh beneath fur off. From there that tail band played host for the two attached white veils that came around his legs before hooking onto the opposite hip. A few testing movements made him sigh as he watched the thin fabric shift just right that anyone looking closely would be able to spy the dark flesh between his legs, but there really was nothing he could do about it. And besides, it wasn't as though he was likely to be making the return journey in anything at all. So was there even really a point? Then came the last thing, a band of dark purple cloth that came to lay over his eyes.

As the servants continue to check and double check his ears perked at the sound of the door and the sudden end to all their touching. Each footfall a sharp and confident thing that made his back straighten and his tail unconsciously lift. Two hands found either side of his head then. Their grip lightly tilting it first left and then right, next up and finally down.

"Such beauty. From head to tail to toes."

The words slipped their way deep into his mind, like they always did. A slight shift passing through his tail as he restrained it from moving about and possibly causing something to come loose. But that didn't stop the sudden euphoria that first plucked away inside that brain of his before spreading out like a wave through the rest of him. One hand shifting to rest against his pregnant middle.

"If all goes as according to what has been foreseen not only will these pups of ours will be with is tonight but our house will continue to rise like the star that it is. But that fate depends an you my little snow drift. Remember your role and do as we rehearsed. Remember my shining love for you. And most of all," Warm breath washed across his ear as his husband leaned in close. "Remember that your place as a wife. As she, not he."

Yes, he would remember that.

"Come."

With that word, both hands shifted. Leaving his form for a moment before his husband's right found his left to being to lead his blind form through their home, and then from there out into the cool evening air and their waiting carriage. The slight noises of the driver ushering the horses filling his ear for a moment only to be drowned out by his husbands new words.

"Ankles together. Legs apart."

He had been about to huff only to hear the creak of leather and a slight chuckle from somewhere to his front and left.

"Oh leave your poor wife alone now Lord Beckett."

Even as the sounds had found his ears his legs had already moved to comply. The stance pulling those veils of his just far enough that both his husband and whoever was sharing the ride with them would be able to see the dark flesh of his spade.

"Hmmm," Came that unfamiliar voice once more. "Remarkably obedient, and it's as though she were still receptive even with her condition."
"She is. Were her body not otherwise occupied conception would be a guarantee."
"Oh? And how do you know this?"
"Ankle."

His right leg moved without thought. First lifting and the extending before a hand took and guided it to rest upon his husband's leg.

"You see the band here?"
"Hmmm... Bronze? I would think you would make your wife's jewellery out of something... more."
"Orichalcum actually. They hold divine enchantments and were given to my wife by a divine messenger before she came to my house."

He sat silently as his husband regaled his guest with a true tale if ever there was one. Loose facts at best piled atop one another about her origin and the bestowing of both the anklets and her new divine destiny. If he hadn't been practicing for months he might have burst out into rather uncouth laughter, but all of said practice held such that he remained quiet and still. His senses filtering out into the night to feel that power that was awaiting them at their destination.

Soon he told himself.
Soon it would be done and he would be able to to back to a more normal life.
Yes, just one more night and day.
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