Plan of the Shusheen
By Vic James
Copyright 2013 by Vic James
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Driving home, Mike asked "Ben, have you changed your mind about going to the lodge?"
"Shit! I got so excited about meeting a relative that I forgot all about that. I'm sorry Mike."
"There's nothing to be sorry about, baby."
I thought for a minute about what I really wanted.
"Mike, I think I'm ready to start a family. What about you?"
"I've wanted kids for years. I'm ready whenever you are."
"Let's wait a few days and see what Ernie decides. If he is going to move in, I think I would like to have the first child here. If not, we can have the baby at the lodge.
"While I'm pregnant, we are going to have to stay away from airports. Body scanners would show the pregnancy."
"We own a jet, Ben."
"Of course we do! How could I forget?" Ben laughed.
"Does our jet have a first class section?"
"I think you could say that."
"At-Tan-Bey, are there restrictions on shape shifting while I pregnant?"
"Some. The flat shape we used to get off the truck would be impossible. Some, like the flying form are no problem other than the consideration of the extra weight.
"If you need to shift in a hurry while you are pregnant, I will take care of choosing a form that will not injure the child. In a situation where there is no other option, like our situation on the truck, you will be the one to decide what to do."
"You know what I wish we could do, Mike?"
"You know me so well!
I unzipped Mike's pants and pulled out his cock.
"I love this. Have I told you that before?" I asked him.
"You said it before, but I assumed you were lying."
"I wish we were lying, but the limo is too narrow."
Mike laughed. I leaned over and licked it.
"Ar-Tan-Bey, I'm ready to get pregnant."
"You are certain?"
"What kind of baby do you want? Vin-Ta or your race or a clone?"
"Mike, when we have a child, do you want it to be a Vin-Ta or my race?"
"Are you sure?"
"Yes. I've given it some thought. I want our baby to have all the advantages it can. Making it a Vin-Ta limits what it can do."
"I was hoping we could increase the number of Vin-Ta, Mike."
"I know. I want that too. But do you understand what I mean?"
"Yeah. Why create a child that can only shift into a wolf when you can create on that can change into anything."
"Ar-Tan-Bey, I don't want the Vin-Ta to die out."
"Have you forgotten there are five hundred thousand near here?"
"Oh, yeah! I did forget!"
"Mike, Ar-Tan-Bey just reminded me there are a lot of Vin-Ta near here."
"Mike, I want you to get me pregnant."
"Yes. In the back seat of the limo." Mike laughed.
"We are almost home. Do you want me to get you pregnant in the driveway?"
"Hmm. I can see you are the one with the brains. Be sure to give some to our..."
"Ar-Tan-Bey, can we choose the sex?"
"Mike, do you want a boy or a girl?"
"How about four boys and four girls?"
"What about this one? The one we might name Driveway or Limo."
"Those sound like boys names."
"Let's go in the house and do it on the sofa. That could be a boy's name or a girl's name.
"What about the veranda. That's a pretty name."
"Definitely a girl."
We walked into the house. I grabbed Mike's hand and ran to the bedroom.
I unbuttoned Mike's shirt.
"Ooh. Look at this."
"It's a good thing you won't be breast feeding our children. We'd always be pulling chest hairs out of their mouths."
"I planned it that way so only you will have to get up in the middle of the night!"
"Aah. I see. You are willing to be a sperm donor for the process, right?"
"I'll give you dozens of sperm."
I pulled Mike's shirt off him. I ran my hands over my beautiful mate's body. I undid his pants and his very erect cock was staring at me.
"He's staring at me again."
"He likes you."
I licked him. I liked him too.
I took Mike in my mouth. His cock always tasted so good to me. I pulled back and licked the head, making his cock drool. I licked it off and rolled his balls around in my hand. I began sucking him. I took him deep into my throat and swallowed. That always made him moan. I reached up and pulled on one of his nipples and he shouted my name. I tasted his come as it spurted into my mouth. I pulled reluctantly off him.
I pulled Mike's shoes off, then his socks, and he stepped out of his pants.
Mike pulled my shirt over my head while I undid my pants. I kicked my shoes off and stepped out of my pants.
Mike pulled me to him and kissed me.
"I love you, baby."
"I love you."
Mike picked me up and carried me to bed. I supposed if I was going to be a mother, I could expect things like that.
Mike laid on top of me and kissed me. Then I licked his face and neck. He tasted wonderful. I sucked on his earlobe.
Mike pushed my legs up and licked my hole for a while. I ran my hands over his shoulders and his hair.
"What sex do you want the baby to be, Ben?"
"Male, I think. That was he can become a mother." That was odd, but true!
I moaned as Mike's tongue entered me. "Mike! Baby!"
Mike looked up at me and smiled.
"Ready to make a baby?" he asked me.
Mike pushed into me.
"It's going to be a boy, Mike. Let's name him after your dad."
"He will love that!"
"I wonder how your dad will feel about me being his mother. I don't even know how I feel about that!"
"I think once he has the baby in his arms, he'll forget everything else."
Mike began thrusting while he stroked my cock and it wasn't long before I shouted his name and came. Mike had my come on his fingers. He brought his fingers to his mouth and sucked my come off of them. I ran my hands all over his chest and shoulders. He kept thrusting and my hole began its spasms. I moaned with each spasm as each felt like a short orgasm. Mike leaned down to kiss me. I sucked on his tongue and moaned. Then Mike groaned as he came inside me. I could feel the warmth of his come inside me.
"Baby on the way!"
Mike moaned as the spasms in my hole became particularly intense. I could feel his cock swelling inside me. A few seconds later we both came. Mike leaned down and kissed me.
"I love you Ben."
"Love you, too."
Then Mike bit my ear and I orgasmed again.
Mike dropped on top of me and nuzzled my neck.
"Let's go to sleep, Mike. I'm tired."
"Ar-Tan-Bey, do I need to change my diet for the baby?"
"You need lots of calcium. Your existing diet should be fine except for that."
"What about a multivitamin?"
"I don't think you need it, but it wouldn't hurt if you want to take one."
"Has the egg been fertilized?"
"Almost certainly. It's too soon to tell much."
Mike pulled out of me and then wrapped his arms around me. I fell asleep quickly.
I woke up in Mike's embrace. He had his arms around me and one of his legs over me. I sighed happily.
I was too excited about the baby I might be having to sleep any more. Then something occurred to me.
"Ar-Tan-Bey, I forgot to ask if your scanner detected any Shusheen."
"No, I would have told you if it had."
"It doesn't mean they aren't on Earth. I wouldn't be able to detect them if they were on the other side of the globe."
"How do you feel about travelling?"
"I think it would depend on how long we would have to travel. I don't suppose we could put the detectors on a drone or something and have it scan places and send back the results."
"We could probably do that, but it would be very expensive to build."
"Oh, yeah. I guess it would."
"Have you located the beacon?"
"The beacon isn't broadcasting anymore."
"What? Does that mean they've gone home?"
"It probably means the beacon was destroyed. Earth has become a crowded place. The area they placed the beacon could be inside a city now."
I was sad for At-Tan-Bey and the other Shusheen.
My court appearance was that day. I had already submitted the paperwork. I officially became Ben Chuffawa. Mike had come with me, of course. Most of the people involved did not seem gay friendly. Mike's presence made our relationship seem kind of obvious. Nobody is rude to rich people, though.
Later in the day, Ar-Tan-Bey said "Ben, congratulations. You are definitely pregnant."
Mike and I celebrated both events by eating dinner on the veranda and having lots of sex.
"How is this different from what we do every evening, Mike?"
"Normally I have dinner and sex with Ben Benjamin. Tonight it's food and sex with Mrs. Ben Chuffawa, the mother of my child."
"How many times have I explained I am not the child's mother? I am its Modad."
"You're going to have to be Benjamina when we get the birth certificate."
"I didn't think of that. Do you think if I explain I am the baby's Modad they will understand?"
Mike laughed. "Maybe if you explain the zip lock on your tummy and how you had to choose what species the baby would be, it will all become clear to them."
"Hey, they'll think I'm crazy! And there's a chance I'm not! No wait. I am crazy about you."
The next morning Evie stopped to talk to us while Mike and I were eating breakfast.
"Mike. Do you have a minute?"
"Sure, Evie! Sit down."
Evie sat. "Ernie called me last night."
"That's good," I said.
"It wasn't good news. His wife is trying to get fifty percent of his income in alimony."
"That's an easy one," Mike said. "He just needs to have no income."
"He has to eat, Mike!"
"Did Ernie tell you we offered to let him live here?"
"We wouldn't be expecting him to pay rent."
"Why wouldn't he tell me?"
"That's another easy one, Evie. He doesn't want to be obligated to strangers."
I said "Evie, did Ernie tell you I was a close relative of his?"
Evie stood up and said "What! What kind of creep do I have for a mate! He never mentioned that, Ben! It must have just slipped his mind!"
"Please Evie, calm down. I don't think Ernie is a creep and he's my relative!
"Evie, will you look at me?" She looked at me. "Keep your eyes on me!"
"Change me to Mike, please Ar-Tan-Bey."
"Change me back, please."
"Evie, Ernie and I are not Vin-Ta and the fact that I led you to believe I was, kept Ernie from saying anything."
"What are you?"
"The Shusheen who created the Vin-Ta created three races. The Vin-Ta is one of the races, then there is my race."
"The Whatevers," Mike said and I laughed.
"And then there's one more. We are almost identical to the Vin-Ta, it's just easier to change into shapes other than wolves. Ernie's mating bond to you works exactly the same way as a Vin-Ta. Mike is really my mate and Ernie is really yours.
"Ernie is in a tough position. He can't talk to you and what he needs to say is very strange. Can you understand that?"
"Yes, Ben. I feel better. It's not the kind of thing you should say over the phone, even if there aren't snoops listening in."
"Does Ernie know how much money you have? I assume it's a bit since Mike pays you well and you don't seem like a big spender."
"No, I haven't mentioned it. Why don't you offer to support him? He might take that better than Mike or me trying to do it. You are his mate and his wife will be dead while you two will still be together. When she's gone, he can support you."
"That's a great idea, Ben. This is the twenty-first century. There's no point in him behaving like it's the nineteenth, even if he was born then." That was creepy.
"I'm going to call him." Evie walked off.
"Ar-Tan-Bey, that reminds me. Do Whatevers always mate with Vin-Ta?"
"No, your mating bond might have chosen one of your same species had I not altered it. The mating bond only works within the three races."
"Thank you for altering it!"
"You are so smart and you're a mother. Ben, I'm amazed, really."
"Let's go tell your parents about the baby. Now that the cat is out of the bag, they should know."
"Sure, thing. Can we walk or are your feet swollen?"
"Why don't you carry me?" He did! It was great! Silly, but great!
"Will you ring the door, Ben? Your butt is too big for me to reach it."
"I'm a mother and I have to do all the work. Oh, well!" I rang it.
Mirabelle answered it. "Oh, my. Did you hurt your ankle, Ben?"
"No, Mirabelle. Can we come in before Mike has a hernia?"
She laughed and opened the door. We walked in, Well, Mike did.
"Mike, dear will you put me down now?"
"No." Mirabelle laughed.
"Is your maid around?"
"No, Ben. She's doing the shopping."
"Mike and I have an important announcement." Michael walked into the room.
"An announcement?" Michael asked.
Mike said "Mom, Dad. Ben is pregnant."
They both laughed hysterically.
"Good one, son." Michael said.
"And that's why you are carrying him!"
They kept laughing.
"Mike, please put me down so I can show them.'
Once I was standing I said "Michael and Mirabelle, I am not Vin-Ta" That stopped the laughing.
"The Shusheen created three races. I'm one of the others. We can shift into other forms than wolves and the males are hermaphrodites with male and female organs."
"Really?" Mirabelle asked.
"Yes. Here I'll change for you."
"Ar-Tan-Bey, will you change me to Benjamina?"
"Holy shit!" Michael said. "You are one lucky man, Mike."
"I like his real shape."
"Please shift me back."
"Thank you, Mike." I kissed him.
"Anyway, I really am pregnant. It's a boy and we want to name him Michael."
Mirabelle and Michael hugged and cried. Then they hugged us and they cried. And then they just cried.
"Mike, I think they're afraid it will look like me."
"I think that's it, Ben. Mom, Dad, he doesn't have to look like Ben. He's a shape shifter. He can look like Peter Lorre."
Then they started laughing. That was more fun. We talked for a while.
Then I said "We have bigger news."
They all looked at me.
"Mike, why don't you show them your cat?"
Mike smiled at me and closed his eyes. After about a minute he changed into his cat.
Mike changed back and his parents just stared at him.
"Ben has been helping me learn how to shift into other shapes."
"That is absolutely incredible," Michael said. "If Ar-Ta-Bon were alive, he would shake your hand. Or do whatever it was they did when they were incredibly proud."
"We think other Vin-Ta could be taught how to do it," I said.
"Is it difficult?" Mirabelle asked me. I pointed to Mike.
"Yeah, Mom. It was a lot of work, but it wasn't the hardest thing I've ever done. It was just frustrating. For the longest time nothing happened."
"Would either of you like to learn?" I asked.
Mirabelle said "I don't think I want to expend the effort. Michael, you should do it if you are interested."
"I'll think about it. If I can think of a use for it, I'll let you know."
"Ar-Tan-Bey, will you shift to the flying form?"
I shrunk and grew wings. "You can save on airfare!"
Mirabelle and Jack looked frightened.
"Please change me back."
Mike whispered to me "You can't go around as an angel. They probably think you are Ben, the Archangel!"
"I hope I didn't upset you. I would never forgive myself," I said.
Mirabelle hugged me. "It's OK, Ben. You don't need to apologize. It's just not every day an angel appears in your living room. And when you never believed in them before, it's a real shock."
Michael said "So there really are angels."
I was confused. It was the Shusheen flying form.
"It just kind of resembles an angel," I said.
Mirabelle said "No, Ben. It was a classical angel. Nobody made the design up because it looked nice. Someone saw that."
"It's funny, because the Fithar look like demons."
"What's a Fithar?" Mirabelle asked.
"It's another alien race like the Shusheen, but evil."
"What do they look like?" Michael asked.
"Yeah, I'd like to know too," Mike said.
"Ar-Tan-Bey will you change me?"
"I'm not sure that's a good idea."
"Remember the expedition leader's hatred of Fithar? It's possible they might attack you."
"Do you really think so?"
"I don't know that I'd say it's likely, but it's possible. If you want to do it, I recommend doing it outside."
"I'll be ready to fly away if they attack."
"Let's do it outside," I told them.
We went outside.
"We don't want to be too close to them, Ben." I walked off a ways and they followed.
"Will you stay over there?"
We were about 100 feet away from them.
"OK. Go for it."
When I changed, all three Vin-Ta howled and leapt into the air and shifted into something. Then they started making a sound. It was a strange whistling sound with rising, then dropping pitch, a little like a siren.
I started flying away and when I looked back I saw Mike not far behind me. The expression on his face was scary. Rather than looking angry or hungry or mad, he looked...empty. Like he had no mind. Mike had bat-like wings like a Fithar, but his body and face looked like Mike. His body was smaller than normal, shrunk no doubt because of the wings. He had sharp teeth like a Fithar, too. Two of the teeth on the top were longer, like you'd see on a vampire in a movie. And all three had their mouths open. His parents were flying beside him and looked like bat-zombies also. Michael moved further away from Mike and Mirabelle. Mrs. Lawry flew up and joined them. There were now four chasing us.
"It think Michael is going to try to cut us off, Ben."
The Vin-Ta continued making the whistling noise. Suddenly Evie joined them.
Fortunately, Ar-Tan-Bey was handling the flying. I would have been caught already if it were up to me. We dipped and circled trees. We flew straight up and then straight down. We flew through tree branches. We zigzagged and we spiraled. They kept up with us the whole time. Michael was flying to my left. Then Evie separated from the group and flew to my right.
"They sure fly well for people who have never flown!"
"Et-Tin-Nar really outdid himself!"
"Was he the expedition leader?"
"Yes. The one who designed the mating bond."
"I hope we don't cause one or more of them to crash and die."
"I think that's extremely unlikely, if not impossible."
"Because they fly so well?"
"No. I expect this form is either extremely hard to kill or it cannot die."
We flew back towards the house. We were flying low to keep from being too visible to people on the lake.
"Why would they be harder to kill?"
"If you were going to design a Vin-Ta that was supposed to attack an extremely dangerous opponent, what would you think was likely to happen?"
"I guess I would expect the Vin-Ta to lose a lot of the time."
"And what would happen to the losers?"
"They would die, I guess. No, definitely."
"But Shusheen cannot kill. If the Vin-Ta who attacked Fithar were killed, Et-Tin-Nar would have been their killer since he was the one who put them in danger. He's stolen free will from them so he would be the murderer of every Vin-Ta that died. None of them would be chasing us if they were in control of their bodies and minds. If I didn't know better, I'd say Et-Tin-Nar was insane."
"Could having his family members tortured to death, at least in their current bodies have done it?"
"He didn't act insane. Insanity is very rare in the Shusheen and it can usually be cured by selective memory removal. All Shusheen are taught how to eliminate memories they do not wish to keep. It is because our lives are so long. We don't want our minds clogged with non-essentials at the expense of truly important things. In the few cases where memory removal doesn't work, their body chemistry is adjusted and that is also extremely simple. So although his family members were tortured until their bodies died, once they were in new bodies, they would choose to eliminate those memories. They would have no memory of what was done to them and they wouldn't suffer physically or psychologically from the ordeal."
"But he would remember what was done to them unless he chose to eliminate the memories, right?" I asked her.
"Why would you not want to eliminate something so horrible?"
"I don't know enough about Shusheen. If he was human, I would say it was so he could get revenge. He couldn't do that if he removed the memory."
"Ben, you aren't making me feel better! That would mean he chose to be insane!"
"Why do you think the mating bond is the cause of their shift? Could there be another reason?"
"It was not anything I did. I don't have an obsession with the Fithar. That leaves only the implant and Et-Tin-Nar's contribution to it."
"Please don't let my boyfriend kill me in his flying vampire zombie body. Oh, wow! If he thought they could handle Fithar and we are defenseless, we are in big trouble."
Mike put on a burst speed and caught me. He wrapped his arms around me, something I normally enjoy, and then bit me in the neck. It didn't really hurt that much. He must have had really sharp teeth. I kept pulled his hands off me. I slapped them a couple of times. You can imagine how much help that was.
"Your blood pressure is dropping. He's sucking your blood. He has also injected us with a sedative."
"Like vampires!" I said.
"Yes, vampires with tranquilizers."
I laughed. "Dr. Dracula, you're needed in the ER!" I laughed again. "Oh! Look over there! That's a nice boat! We should get one!"
"OK. I think we can assume the tranquilizer is affecting you, Ben. I will try to counteract it."
"Why are they still doing this? We don't look like a Fithar anymore."
"Fithar are shape shifters, too. They think you just shifted to get away. Although 'think' may not be accurate."
"I can't lose blood! I'm pregnant."
Ar-Tan-Bey actually started laughing.
"What about if we head for the lake and go underwater. You can make me gills."
"I've been trying to keep us out of sight of the general public. Mike would have to live next to a very popular lake. If we all go flying over the lake, it will be a disaster."
"Why are they after blood anyway?"
"The plan must have been to sedate and weaken but not kill the Fithar. If the Fithar were dead they could just pop into a different body. If they are weak enough, they can't do any harm. As long as they were drained regularly and sedated, they could be kept too weak to do any harm."
"Doesn't that mean the Vin-Ta would have to stay in this shape indefinitely? If they stopped draining them, the Fithar would get strong again."
"I'm guessing here, but he probably had a plan for that. He wouldn't want to steal the Vin-Ta's entire lives away from them. Maybe they would replace each other; shifts or something else to distribute the work.
"The sedative is having an effect on your body's reaction time. If we don't get away quickly we could be in big trouble. I'm sure the sedative wasn't designed for humans. I am going to have to do something extreme." I was getting drowsy.
I don't have any idea what happened. I was on the ground looking at grass. Suddenly I was looking up at the sky. Then everything went black. Then I was looking at four or five different things at the same time. Then I was falling. My vision went grayish white like maybe I was up in a cloud, and then I was in darkness. I immediately started feeling less drowsy.
"Where are we?"
"In the sprinkler system next to the house. I thought they might not think of this."
"I can understand that! I never would have. I hope the sprinklers don't come on.
"I don't feel drowsy anymore."
"I counteracted the tranquilizer. It was not very powerful. I think blood loss was their primary objective. The tranquilizer was probably just to slow them down."
"All this won't hurt the baby, will it?"
"No. The drug was in your circulatory system, not the baby's. The baby is extremely tiny at this stage, easily small enough to fit in this pipe. There's no problem as long as we leave soon. Circulation is compromised in this form, both yours and the baby's. And that could harm it."
Suddenly we could faintly hear whistling.
"How are they tracking us?"
"Smell, I suppose. I've never seen them before either!"
"We still don't smell like a Fithar do we? Besides, did we ever? We weren't really Fithar."
"Shusheen can do very good Fithar impressions. We do it all the time to escape from Fithar. We shift and then pretend to attack them. It almost always works. So, yes. We did smell like one. We don't any more.
"Ben, we are so close to the house, that even if we don't see them, we can't assume we lost them. We can only see in one direction because of the overhang of the roof directly above us. I'm going to move us to a more open spot."
I saw green and darkness again.
"Where are we?"
"In Mike's pond."
"The water's not very clean. I'm pregnant!"
"You are fine. Quit trying to get sympathy for that. When they see how you actually give birth they will want revenge."
"What do you mean?"
"I mean something a lot like a zip lock bag seal will appear on your belly when the baby is due. You will peel it open, pull out the baby, and it will close automatically. That's it! End of pregnancy. The seal will be absorbed into the skin over the next 36 or so hours."
"Oh, they will be pissed."
"I told you several times it was designed. I am a good designer."
"This is so unfair! I'm an angel and my boyfriend is a vampire."
"If it helps, you can think of him as a werewolf. And also, I've never thought of either one of us as angels."
"Is a werewolf better than a vampire?"
"Ben, I've got it. How stupid of me. They would be programmed to not attack Shusheen."
"Well, you were sedated. Weren't we in the Shusheen flying form?"
"No. I shifted into a shape that was more maneuverable. Zipping around corners is not easy in the flying form."
"How would they know we weren't a Fithar pretending to be a Shusheen?"
"Fortunately, the Fithar don't seem to be able to convincingly impersonate us. While we can pretend to be vicious, they can't pretend not to be. They don't seem to be able to manage a simple 'Hello' without giving themselves away. We can give it a try."
I floated to the top and looked around. It was a nice day. The fact that I thought that after I'd just been inside a sprinkler system and almost got drained by my vampire boyfriend, proved my new and improved endocrine system was doing its job. Or maybe it was the tranquilizer.
"At-Tan-Bey, this may be stupid, but I feel better that my boyfriend just wanted to drain my blood. He didn't want to kill me. He really does love me!" Ar-Tan-Bey chuckled.
"How did you get away from Mike while his teeth were in us?"
"Do you really want to know?"
"If it was nice, you wouldn't have asked that would you? Never mind."
We floated above the pond. It looked cleaner from above. Then we were in a Shusheen body. It was a very good thing Mike had those fences around his house. At least we had a little privacy for our bizarre adventure. We walked home and then to the backyard. I was myself again and walked up to the veranda. There was a pitcher of screwdrivers! I poured one and sipped it.
"I assume you would tell me if this is bad for the baby."
"Yes, I would. The baby is in a contained biological structure. It doesn't share your circulatory system."
I could hear the Vin-Ta whistling and then suddenly it stopped.
A couple of minutes later, five snarling Vin-Ta ran onto the veranda. I pulled my feet up off the ground, but they weren't after me anymore.
Mike shifted back.
"Why are we home? I thought you were going to show us a Fithar!"
"It didn't go well."
"I still want to see one!"
I started laughing.
"Will you change me into a sheep?"
"Change me back."
"Wow, they look just like sheep! It must be convergent evolution!" Mike said.
"Yes. It is amazing."
"Oh, lord! I have a cake in the oven!" Mrs. Lawry said.
Mirabelle and Michael left to go home and Evie walked into the house behind Mrs. Lawry.
"OK. I lied. They don't look like sheep. It's just when you and your parents saw me, you attacked me. And then the others joined you."
"I would never attack you!"
"Ar-Tan-Bey do you think you could draw a picture of a Fithar?"
"Yes. Get a pencil and some paper."
"Mike, Ar-Tan-Bey is going to draw one. Do you have a pad of paper and a pencil?"
Mike left to go get them.
"Ben, Mike may have security camera footage of it."
"Good idea! I'll ask."
Mike came back. I let Ar-Tan-Bey draw because I wasn't that good.
She drew a very good likeness.
"That's what they look like. When you and your parents saw me looking like that, you shifted into creatures that look like the Shusheen flying form, but without feathers. You had wings like bats."
"I still don't believe I attacked you, Ben."
"Do you have security cameras filming that area?"
"Yes! Let's go look at the footage."
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