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(along with many other human and mutant men) couldn’t seem to keep his eyes off the empress for very long, and it was now pissing the president off.
    “Dear,” said Beverly through smiling gritted teeth, “if you don’t take your eyes off that woman’s tits I’ll rip them out.” Mr. Chambers immediately looked away and took another gulp of the Bellasarian ale he had begun to take a liking to.
    The empress looked over at her guest from Earth and sent her mind out to the president. “Are you enjoying the feast, Lady President?”
    “Why yes, Your Highness,” quickly replied the startled president with her thoughts. It had taken a little while for the president to get used to not trying to respond verbally, but she had gotten used to it now.
    The empress nodded and smiled. The American President was to her immediate left. The Akkadian President was on her right just on the opposite side of the giant, Lord Talos. “My son and the little forest princess seem to be getting along very well now,” she said. It was true. The young people were now laughing and joking with one another much to some people’s displeasure…and for different reasons. A hulking young man, who was obviously from the forest kingdom, was looking daggers at Prince Tabba.
    “Um, I hope this is not too forward, and I mean no offense, but…Do you get back pain, Your Highness?” asked the American President, now sensing that Beral III was now in a very relaxed mood.
    The empress, knowing exactly what the human woman meant, chuckled and said, “No. I am a Bellasarian woman born of a VERY strong mutant bloodline. My ancestors were even of the cream of the human’s pleasure slaves. I believe that this problem was taken into account by the genetic breeders of that terrible time. I am much more sturdily made than a human female of equal size.” She tossed her head proudly at this and her breast bounced and jiggled quite noticeably. The president looked at her drooling husband out of the corner of her eye and decided that as soon as they were alone she’d put her foot where it would hurt the most. “Still,” continued the empress with a sigh, “I do wish they were a bit smaller.”
    “You could have a reduction,” said President Chambers innocently.
    “There are many Bellasarian women, humans mostly, that do indeed have great discomfort from very large beast. This is a problem that is easily solved by the physician’s guild though. However, I am not human. I am not in any ill sorts because of my size. And even if I was it would be useless. My own mutant ability to regenerate would make the procedure pointless. Besides…” said the empress with a sly grin, “my hubby likes my breast the way they are.”
    “I’m sure he does,” thought Beverly, forgetting that this was a telepathic conversation. The empress chuckled again and squeezed her husband’s arm. Embarrassed, the president looked again towards the prince and the wild girl.
     
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    “You like this fire-touched meat better than unspoiled meat?” asked Princess Abe a little disappointedly.
    “I don’t know,” said Tabba, “I’ve never eaten raw meat. My mother has forbidden me to indulge in it and I’ve never felt the urge to try it.”
    The forest princess was horrified. “You mean you’ve never eaten fresh food?”
    “If by that you mean ‘Raw Meat’ no, I haven’t,” replied the prince.
    “But surely you’ve hunted?!” said Abe.
    “No. I did yearn to when I was younger, but…I do get to exercise and run in a simulated forest in the palace.” The princess frowned and looked at the boy in mounting disappointment. Mentally she ordered a platter of freshly killed meat.
    This pampered prince might make a good friend, she was thinking, but she was losing the urge to be anything else with the wuss and that was for sure. “Here! Try this, palace boy,” said Abe shoving a raw steak into Tabba’s mouth, blood still running from it. She then turned away and