Al Fresco: An Erotic Sci Fi Tale

"Ali? Were you really leaving without saying goodbye?"

"I thought it best, my dear," Alice said. Ali stood mute, uncomfortable in this awkward moment. Then she stepped around Alice and swept Betty into a warm embrace.

"Betty, you were the first person I saw when I woke up from surgery. You were the person who first taught me what it meant to be a Polymorph. You'll always have a special place in my heart. Can you come and visit me on Earth? I've missed you -- I thought you were mad at me."

"Mad at you? No. I was disappointed in myself, but I've been able to process those feelings and give them their proper place in my psyche. And, yes, Mother, I will always feel a close friendship toward Ali."

"I understand, Betty," Alice said in a kindly voice, "but Ali needs to get home and start her new life. You need to get on with yours."

Betty gave Ali a long and fervent hug and a final kiss before telling her to be careful and then walking out of the room. Now, the newly minted Polymorph headed back onto the transport disc and prepared to go back to her home and a new life.

Which brings us back to where we started -- Ali standing in front of a mirror preparing to go out for the evening dressed to kill, having spent the day as a successful businessman in a large corporation. Talk about having the best of both worlds...