But it's okay

(This chapter ought to be a good enough payment for the mistake I made last chapter, I enjoyed it)
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Daughter, how do I look?

You look splendid my lord She said as her blue form floated around me inspecting me. I wore a clean blue uniform, though only I knew that it was indeed a uniform.

You don't look half bad yourself. As her small wispy form grows into a full sized woman, though she's obviously not entirely physical as her blue form continues to float. As she looks down at her form, I grab her hand and pull her to me and grab her other hand, her blue dress waving as if being blown by the wind. It's time for us to return "home"

I... As you wish Her voice soft as she lays her head on my shoulder, soft, but weightless. In a matter of moments as I close my eyes, using the **** this time. I pull the entirety of Mortis through space and into an orbit around Vis. I would however shield it's appearance in the **** to prevent it's detection, after all, it would act as my personal sanctuary. With my arms around The Daughter, I leave Mortis and appear on the deck of The Prince. "My lord, welcome back, I presume things went well in Mortis." Neoth stood beside the throne, his hands behind his back, he glanced at The Daughter for a moment. Daughter, you may go. I told her as I kissed her on the head. Thank you... She than disappeared.

Neoth, head down to Vis. I want you to manage and oversee things there until I call for you

"Understood, I shall make sure all is to your liking." With that, I raised my open hand, and closed it, transporting Neoth to the surface. He'll manage from there. Now however, I think I should visit Shmi for a "lesson in human anatomy". After all, I'd like to sell this whole brand new physical form thing, plus it ought to be an enjoyable experience. As I appear on the observation deck of the Star Forge, I realize something. I guess I should start naming some of the things I've been doing. Who knows, I might end up teaching others. For example, I guess the whole teleporting thing could be called "Blink". Sounds pretty cool, though I'm not sure how difficult it would be for a normal **** User, I'll have to do some testing whenever I get my first student.

I began walking to the living quarters of the station, which were only a short ride in the elevator. Arriving on the floor, I saw just how many rooms there were. Though I wasn't heading into any of the common rooms, I had Shmi waiting in what would be my personal quarters. Upon opening the door, I see for the first time what was essentially a penthouse suite. Instead of doors connecting rooms, they were all open to the main hallway with each room separated by a wall. While I could spend some time looking around, it didn't take long for me to find Shmi laying on a couch with her body and hair covered in towels. I would seem she took a shower earlier, it also seemed she fell asleep.

I pull up a chair across from her and sit, I grasped one of her hands and brought it to me. She stirred slightly, but didn't awake. I suppose now would be a good time to fix some of her problems. I held her hand in both of mine and focused, it seemed quite easy for me to connect and heal her body. As rubbed my thumb across her palm, it's cracks and breaks disappeared. Her hand was completely smooth, at this point, she seemed to begin waking up.

As her eyes opened, she saw me sitting cradling her arm and quickly sat up, pulling her hand back. She sat there hold her arms against the towel, presumably to keep it from falling. "Who are you!?" She shouted, frightened. Without moving my mouth, Calm yourself Shmi, I mean you no harm. In fact I intend the opposite.

"Oh, I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to lash out at you." Her head bows, but her arms remain in place. "Perhaps this will make it more comfortable to speak with me." I said, which caused her to look back up and realize what I looked like. "You're... Human?" She asked, at this point she seemed like a scolded dog, if she had the right ears, they'd probably be down. "No, I'm not. In fact I only just recently took on this form, that was one of the reasons I inspected you like I did. I want a better understanding of physical bodies so I can properly interact with them." The more I spoke, the more she looked interested in what I was saying. "What about that other man, the one who brought me to you." Clearly talking about Neoth, who I really should go more in depth. So far he was more of just an emotionless puppet than anything else, which is not at all what I intended for him. "Neoth was the first creation I made myself, he is not at all perfected."

She appeared to understand but said nothing. "Now, if you would let me continue your treatment. Afterwards I would very much like you to teach me how these bodies work." She cocked her head slightly at that. "What treatment?" I reached for her hand and looked her in the eyes before she reluctantly give it. Upon showing her hand to her, she was left agape. "You did this? Why?" It was clear to me that she had never been given anything without reason. Before saying something that she might not fully understand however, I thought of an easier way to explain it to her. "I am doing nothing more than fixing something that belongs to me. I like my possessions to be in perfect condition. However, you must understand that you are no longer a ****, you are free to do whatever you like, even if whatever you want to do is nothing at all. I want to make clear is what the differences between a **** and a servant is to me."

"Okay, so what do you want me to do?" Shmi asks. I stroke her hand "It's not what I want you to do, you must decide that for yourself." She looks back down and thinks for a while as I massage her hand. "I want you to treat me." That's all I needed. I stand up, beckoning her to do the same, which she does. I let her hand go and remove the towel on her head letting her hair down. "I'm going to start with your hair and improve on things from there, alright?" She nods lightly, clearly nervous. I part her hair away from her face and run my hands through it, the damage to her hair was even more obvious after the shower. It didn't take long however for me to heal it and reverse the damage. Her hair was now a smooth, shining dark brown flow.

"You have wonderful hair, you should be proud." I could once again begin to feel her emotions, but I didn't need that to see her few tears. I moved my hands to the sides of her face and wiped away her tears, while simultaneously smoothing out her wrinkles and healing the scars from both Tuskens and slavery. I should feel her shiver as I moved down to her shoulders, healing and smoothing her skin all the way. I moved down her arms, filling them with a healthy level of fat to her muscles. Old scars and wrinkled skin continued to disappear, as I reached her hands she bowed her head hiding her tears. I released her baby smooth hands and spoke. "I need you to remove your towel now." She took a moment to rub her own arms and faces, wiping away her tears as well. "I know." She said it with a smile.

She pulled away her towel leaving nothing hidden. I didn't waste a moment as I reached for her breasts, holding them in my hands. In moments, they filled out and perked up and pinched her slightly before moving down. I kneeled and continued to fill out her form as I worked down her abdomen, even reaching back and doing the same thing for her butt before moving to her crotch. I removed the excess hair leaving her well trimmed, at this point I could feel and see her excitement, which had a similar effect on me. I teased her only slightly this time rubbing her for but a moment before moving down her legs. As I finished filling out her legs, I had her sit down and smoothed her feet.

I than stood up "I believe I am done." She however seemed to be distracted as she stuck staring below. I ignored it and proceeded with what I had intended "Now if you don't mind, I'd like to understand how these bodies work." I looked down at the tent I was pitching and continue. "Including whatever this is, it's honestly pretty uncomfortable... Give me a moment." She seemed to glance up at me while I was speaking and almost looked like she had a smirk. Though that changed quickly when I began undressing, revealing what was essentially a perfect body in her eyes. I was muscular, but not bulky, I had no blemishes or marks, and practically a living statue. As I remove my pants, she's shocked at my carefree undressing as my dick is left hanging at her eye level. I never cared much for body hair below the face, so this body was completely bare of it beyond my head.

At this point, she was stuck gazing at my dick, which was currently a moderate length 6 inches. I didn't need anything bigger at the moment, plus anything more might be intimidating to someone with likely little to no experience. "Would you mind tel-" I was cut off as she wrapped her hand around my dick. Well this wasn't at all what I expected...