Why???!!

Alathier sighed deeply as he heard what Ora proposed.

"Can't it be a dog? Or a cat?!

Alathier sounded rather distraught, surprising given how much he gloated about "seeing everything and doing everything". Ora responded with silence, letting both of us know she wouldn't compromise.

She wanted me to act like a penguin. I felt a sense of relief, but at the same time, I was a bit nervous and embarrassed. I recalled all the things I did when Ora was Ben. The penguin suit, the cage... Still, I was ready to withstand all these things.

Alathier grumbled as he admitted defeat. "Fine. I can work with a penguin. One important question first." I perked up my ears anxiously. I almost forgot that he was also in charge and gasped as I received a slap on the back of my head.

"How often are they male? It feels like I am playing with a cardboard cutout.

"Barely.

"Define 'barely'..

" ...

I heard Alathier respond with a chuckle. "So you might as well be Gina at this point. I don't mind. It's plenty of fun with all their mental gymnastics. Mhhh~ Let me tell you about it. The excuses guys make when they become girls are just so deranged and insane. Proud warriors turn into a sad, sad mess."

He started to get off-topic again; he might as well be a grandpa in a young body with how much he loved telling stories about his exploits. Before I realized it, he was in the middle of explaining how he turned prince female the day before the wedding and the ensuing shenanigans (there were many, and all of them were gloriously wild). I groaned with frustration as I lost track again, confused as Alathier constantly jumped around to add some tiny detail that he forgot to tell about, swapping points of view and even referencing his other exploits. He sucked as a storyteller.

"Do I bore you?" He glared at me, offended by my reaction. I braced myself for another smack over the head before Ora interrupted him.

"Your story is quite confusing. You should properly introduce all the people and things before using them in a story." Ora let out a moan before getting quickly muffled. I could feel her squirm on top of my back, only able to guess what was happening above me. After a while, she lets out a gasp, panting for air.

"How long was I?

"You were talking for half an hour, Sir!

Ora cried out.

"Ughhhh! Don't you know how it works? You interrupt me, I smack you on the ass for interrupting and we get on with it.

"U-understood, Sir.

"Anyways... We were supposed to do that penguin thing. Let's set up the scene.

Alathier claps his hands, and suddenly an endless black plane turns into an animal enclosure. It was lined with snow and ice, with a small hill and an enormous pond under one of the walls. There was a green, waist-high railing around it. It looked convincing if not for the lack of other animals and people.

I could feel the cold ground chilling my knees and hands, making me shiver as the numb sensation traveled up my limbs. I feel them finally get off my back, feeling my muscles pulse with dull pain after holding the two up for so long.

I slowly and carefully looked up at the two of them, now dressed like a couple of zoo-workers, both wearing matching shorts and shirts in a khaki color, Alathier's outfit was dyed a shade of red and he had a huge hat which casted a huge shadow onto his face, somehow completely obscuring his head in darkness with only outline visible.

"Huh..... What's this feeling?" Ora looked at her hands, clenching them slowly as if to test if they are still working correctly.

"Relax. It's just an author leaving you on a shelf for a year or two, nothing to worry about." He replied, full of confidence as always.

"What?" Ora asked surprised before Alathier smacked her over the head, making her eyes turn into a pair of round, wild spirals. Second smack landed on her crotch, making her jump a couple of feet into the air, clutching at her tingling crotch.

"A-ah yes! N-nothing to worry about! You are so wise, Sir Alathier!" Ora nodded her head vigorously.

Meanwhile people started to stream into the "zoo". I felt my heart skipping a beat as I recognized people from before. Those girls that made me a penguin and locked me in the cage, girls from the swimming pool, my classmates even! I covered my exposed crotch in panic, turning a bright shade of red as everyone was now staring at me. I wanted to sink into the ground as I heard "Ben is such a good penguin!", followed by a round of demonic laughter. I was in hell, alright?!

"Okay! Do you know how zoo's make sure they don't run out of animals to show?" Alathier turned towards Ora, putting on a pair of latex gloves that somehow materialized out of nowhere.

"They take them from the wild?" Ora asked. Alatheir shook his head.

"They make them breed! How about we take a sample and see if Ben here is a good, fertile boy able to father a looooot of adorable and infuriating little penguins, shall we?" Pair of latex gloves poofed into existence on Alathier's palm which he presented to Ora. She nabbed the gloves, putting them on with a terrifying snap.

They both turned towards me, grinning like a pair of evil devils, slowly approaching me.

"Kweeehh!!" I tried to shout for help but only penguin noises left my lips, causing the crowd watching to cheer. Soon enough I ran out of space in the enclosure to back away, trapped against the wall with two standing over me.