A concerned citizen.

Penny lowered her head and came to look into the face of a rather well-built man that seemed to be of Indian descent. It wasn't all that easy to tell - his skin was a beautiful cobalt blue, and under it, perfectly sculpted muscles bunched and rippled with every movement. Pectorals, abdominals, even the small muscle groups at the sides of his ribs were incredibly defined, visible as if he was a classical statue. Penny was able to tell all this because the man was wearing nothing but a long, white piece of cloth, wrapped around his pelvic region again and again like a rather complicated speedo. His nearly perfect face, framed by hair of such a dark blue it almost seemed black, practically glowed with a friendly smile as he squatted down in front of her.

"My name is Anandi." Penny noticed that the blue-skinned man kept a few feet away from the angel, giving her space. Surely he wasn't cowed by her appearance, looking like he did. What was... "Are you still adjusting, friend? I remember how it was for me and particularly my husband..."

"Hu-husband?" Penny couldn't keep from crying out in surprise. Yes, she was in love with Ellie, carnal love even, their union blessed by the Lord, but this was quite literally the first gay man she had met. Not that she minded, of course. Despite all the things the elder of her church had railed against, homosexuals hadn't been among them.

"Yes, yes. There he comes! Anbu, my love!"

Anandi turned back to where he had come from, muscles rippling under his cobalt blue skin. Confusion reigned in Penny's mind - while there were a few men in the direction Anandi was looking, all of them were sitting or walking in another direction. The only person walking towards them...

"Anandi! There you are!"

Was a woman, equally as strange as Anandi. Even more so. Her bare feet trod the grass, a tiny anklet on her left foot jingling with every step, toned muscles moving under smooth skin on shapely calves. Each step set her lush thighs ajiggle, thighs that led into a set of truly outrageous hips, nearly twice as wide as the woman's waist. Just as outrageous was her attire - held by a small golden chain, a scandalously thin piece of silk fluttered in the breeze, covering the woman's crotch, if only just. In fact, it was so thin that Penny thought she could see hints of the approaching woman's pussy.

Her breasts distracted Penny for a second from the woman's strangest feature. Granted, the boobs in question were spectacular - large as the angel's own, perky and shapely and barely hidden by two basically seethrough strips of cloth looping around her ribcage, attached to another glittering chain of gold around her neck.

But what truly gave the angel pause were the woman's arms. She held a pair of tongs in one hand, another hand carried a spatula dripping with meat juices, and another hand held a bottle of beer, keeping it closed with a dainty thumb. A fourth hand carried a plate with hamburger buns, and the remaining two hands remained empty.

"She... she has... six arms?"

"He, actually, but yes, friend," Anandi smiled, getting up to greet the woman with an almost demure peck on the cheek and a definitely not demure pinch of one gargantuan ass cheek. She reciprocated by squeezing Anandi's crotch with one of her free hands, the others moving to keep from knocking any of the grilling implements into him. "How goes the grilling, Anbu?"

"It's going great - the pastor really has put together something good. Of course, Gunnar and Dimitris are causing a bit of a ruckus with their drinking contest, but..."

"But Aparajita is keeping them under control. I'm glad we convinced her to come. I think it's been hardest for her..." Hugging the woman's waist, Anandi turned back to the flabbergasted Penny still sitting on the ground and extended a hand. "I know you must be confused and troubled, friend. Please, would you tell me your name? And if you need someone to talk to, we would like to invite you to Pastor Clarke's multidenominational cookout. Something to eat and someone to listen to your troubles surely will help you. What do you say?"