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of the situation in general.

The center pillow formed a mouth and opened it. "A

better question is what is coming off here! How dare you plop your
fishy backside in my Eskimo!"

"In your what?" Mela asked, bemused.

"My inuit, Aleut, Finn, Sami-"

"Lapp?" Mela inquired.

"Whatever. Can't a creature get a decent nap without getting squished
by an ugly sea monster?"

Mela began to take umbrage. "Um-I am considered by some to be a rather
attractive sea monster."

The mouth grimaced. "By whom, fish-head? A hungry kraken weed?"

Mela finished her taking umbrage. "Brage! " she swore.

"You don't exactly have much sex appeal yourself, cushion-face! "

The pillow exploded. The mouth flew up and hovered before Mela's nose,
while feathers swirled around it. "I have all the sex appeal I want,
seaweed-hair! " it exclaimed.

Mela realized belatedly that magic was operating here.

"You are not what you seem," she charged with a certain justice.

The feathers closed in around the mouth, forming the shape of a head. "I
am whatever I choose to be, man!"

rear.

That was a low blow. No one had ever before mistaken Mela's posterior
for male. "And what kind of rear do you have, pillow-cheeks?" she
demanded.

The feathers shaped themselves into a human outline and faded into flesh
tone. Now a voluptuous woman stood there. "This kind of rear,
gills-for-brains! " she said, turning to show a set of buttocks almost
as generous as Mela's own.

"You're a demoness! " Mela said, catching on. However, the creature
moved away so that Mela could not keep her catch.