Alive, Your Highness,” croaked Nathalie, the only one still conscious, her face wan, and her body wrapped up in a blanket.“But where are you going...” Greta asked.“Az.” I drew in a deep breath and laid down beside Sven. I closed my eyes and let my soul slip out of my body into the feyhound’s form.I settled into my new form, rising up onto the four legs. My body felt long and lean. I glanced around, my perspective lower. I breathed through the feyhound’s nose and ... smelled. My other proxies had. Do you trust me?’ ‘Yes,’ I admitted, attempting to let go of my anxiety. ‘Good,’ she said, her voice so soft and soothing. ‘Now before we start, slip out of your heels and let your hair down.’ I went to ask why, but decided to trust her and obey. I took my very conservative one inch heels off and pulled my hair out of the bun it was usually in. ‘Now release your mind of all your stresses, Katherine.’ I tried, but the harder I tried the more I stressed. I was startled a couple of minutes later. Even as my venerable aunt went on about her kidneys, my son gently pressed my hip so that I shifted upon his lap slightly to our left.It was like being slapped across the face - what lay within his jeans suddenly shifted and jerked up against me. It shoved along the groove of my ass pressing the fabric of my dress and my white cotton panty up against my sensitive anus, between the cheeks of my ass.One of the things I had learnt, since my divorce, was that my ass hole was one of my prime. This might happen." It's alright, Robbie," she said softly. "I have a diaphragm. It'll be safe." Julie ... that's not what I mean. You've had a bad experience. Are you sure about this? Very sure? This might be a big mistake for us." No Robbie, I'm sure ... very sure. You are the man I want to be my first. I love you Robbie." Oh Julie, you can't know how good it feels to hear you say that. I love you ... you know I love you."She took his hand and led him to her bedroom. She turned on a small.