Scott sighed loudly before he sought to bring a spoonful of his lunch to his mouth. He had to eat with his off-hand due to a certain situation.

Electra rubbed herself against his right arm and made a happy little noise. "So happy."

The bit of chili mac, macaroni and cheese with chili included, made it into his face just before Jerry spoke up and said. "Seriously? I'm trying to eat here."

"Yeah, get a room you two," said a random girl from two tables away. The entire cafeteria was quiet otherwise. The appearance of an alien girl clinging heavily to one of the only boys in the training center had caused quite a stir.

Electra brought her fingers to her lips then shyly said, "But we mustn't..."

Scott rolled his eyes and sighed once more. He had a beautiful girl on his arm, but he could not even enjoy it due to the situation. His only hope at this point was that either he could convince her that he was not great marriage material, or just learn to accept the situation. Either way, he wanted his arm back.

One full day had passed since Scott had been forced into a marriage situation with a beautiful alien girl. Most guys would probably kill to be in this situation, but that was only because they could see it from the outside. The inside situation was different. He could barely escape her long enough to use the bathroom. If he had to hear the words adorable, heroic, and poo in the same sentence one more time he would probably scream. How a woman from any race could gush over every little thing her so-called husband did was beyond his understanding.

He rose from his seat after finishing lunch. Electra had not touched hers at all. She rose with him and made another happy noise as she cuddled close. He looked at her and said, "Aren't you going to eat?"

"I'm not hungry for food," she said sweetly.

"What are you hungry for?" asked Jerry in a casual tone. He had a slight grin on his face that spoke volumes about his intent. Now that the disgusting lovebirds were leaving, he might be able to eat. Plus, if she left her plate he could score seconds.

"That's a se-cret," she said with a soft girlish giggle.

Scott shook his head. "I doubt it's much of a secret."

Her laughter was the only answer she gave. Her tail swished from side-to-side once and her ears flicked down. The smile on her face was enough to cause any man to give in to temptation. So, Scott turned quickly to avoid seeing much of it. He refused to give in to this bovine temptress!

Electra continued her loving death grip as her husband left the cafeteria. Scott passed several girls in the hall. Their expressions were a mixture of annoyance and possible jealousy. Who, or what, they were annoyed and jealous of specifically remained unknown. Either way, they remained quiet as the youth and his overly affectionate alien wife continued down the hall.

"So, this is the training room," said Scott.

"I have seen it before," she said in a dreamy tone of voice. She rubbed her cheek against his shoulder then made a cutesy noise.

Scott sighed the sigh of a man who had to hurt a pretty girl's feelings. "Electra... I need that arm for training."

She lifted her head then pouted at him. "Aren't you supposed to wait an hour after you eat to dive into a false dungeon?"

"That's swimming, and no," said Scott.

Her lower lip quivered slightly. "But... both of us can't fit into the little box you people use."

"Right. We've been over this..." Scott tried to remove his arm, but she clung to him tighter.

"I'll miss you," she said softly. Electra tilted her head upward and closed her eyes before she softly parted her lips.

Scott eyed those pretty pink messengers of the family bond like they were venomous serpents. Her left eye cracked open slightly. "You're not going to let me go until you get your kiss, are you?"

She closed her eye and made a kissing motion with her lips. Scott hesitated for a moment then leaned in a quickly gave her a chaste kiss on the lips. He did not want to encourage her. As far as the marriage went, it was just a misunderstanding anyway.

Electra sucked in her lower lip then made a soft moaning noise. Her grip on his arm began to loosen, and the glorious pressure eased slightly. She regained her senses quickly, however. "Husband, how long will you be gone?"

"At least two hours, maybe five," he said.

"F-five hours?" her eyes widened comically and she gripped him tightly once more. "You can't mean it!"

"Seriously?" he asked her in surprise. "It's only five hours!"

"I'll die!" she cried. "I can barely hold myself back as it is..."

Scott started to tell her something, but she silenced him with another kiss. Unfortunately, or perhaps incredibly fortunately, she continued her assault by hopping into the air and wrapping her legs around his waist. Using his hips as leverage she shifted her weight and wrapped her arms around him mid-kiss.

He tried to cry out but that only emboldened her further. She kissed him passionately, came up for a breath of air then kissed him again. Her ferocity was such that Scott fell back and hit the floor. Now firmly in control of the situation she held him tight and tried her best to subdue him with her tongue.

Once the kiss broke off a little so that she could take in another breath of life-giving air, she panted out a soft, "Please, don't make me wait... Please..."

Her body had begun to heat up rapidly. Her face became flush and she panted for air while rubbing her cheek against his. "So hot, please..." She cried out sweetly and pressed her chest heavily against his. "Husband... I'm burning up..."

Suddenly, the overly sexy moment was interrupted by a strange swooshing noise. Cold foam shot across the two 'love-birds' coating them and causing them to cry out.

"No fraternizing at the training center," said Alice, before she sprayed them down with the fire extinguisher once more. "Bad students." She sprayed them again. "Bad."

Scott and Electra cried out in shock and embarrassment as Alice put out their passionate teenage flames. They finally separated after the seventh blast of cold foam. Scott sat up, and wiped foam away from his face. "I—" Scott breathed in deeply. "I survived, somehow."

"So cold," said Electra while hugging herself tightly.

"You two need to keep it in your pants for now," said Alice before she brandished the fire extinguisher. "You're causing problems with the other students."

"I'm doing my best," muttered Scott.

"But..." said Electra.

Alice snorted loudly then looked over to the foam-coated bovine girl. "Now, Electra you know your heat cycle will end by tomorrow. Try to control your urges till then."

The overly stimulated girl sighed despondently. "But he's going to be gone for five whole hours!"

Alice ignored her and looked to Scott. "And you." She sat her extinguisher down then pointed at Scott. "Stop teasing her. She's entering her final heat for her first cycle and she's quite emotionally vulnerable."

"She's vulnerable?" he asked, incredulity in his tone, "She nearly crushed the life out of me!"

"Oh, don't be such a big baby. If you weren't so prudish, she wouldn't be in this situation," said Alice.

"Prudish?" asked Scott, surprised. "Prudish!" he exclaimed after a moment. "Didn't you just spray us down for fraternizing?"

"You could ask for special dispensation," suggested Alice. "It's not like we care what happens back at your rooms, but people need to share these VR-cradles.."

Electra's eyes widened. She turned toward Scott and nodded her head rapidly.

His expression turned flat. "Hell no."

Electra's jaw dropped. "Husband... Why?"

Scott glanced at her then said, "I barely get to train now as it is."

She leaned forward and then arched her back slightly. Her breasts hovered over his head like two beautiful comets about to plummet toward the earth. "Am I truly such a burden?"

"Now, now. None of that," said Alice. She walked over and grabbed Electra by the arm. "Come on. Your husband needs to train so that he can make a name for himself."

"Yes, of course..." said Electra. She looked back to Scott while Alice dragged her away. She reached out toward him, a heartbreaking expression on her face. "Don't forget me, darling! I'm the one with the horns!"

Scott slapped his palm against his face. He did not say anything as the despondent cowgirl was led away from her true lust, or whatever it was that she was feeling for him.

"Seriously, I trained for twelve years and this is my toughest challenge?" he asked, before releasing an incredulous self-deprecating laugh.

Alice continued to drag Electra for quite some time, as the moment she began to release the girl she tried to run back to her husband. She had to take the girl back to her office and lock the door before she could convince her to stay in place.

Electra sighed deeply then flopped down onto a nearby office chair like a broken marionette. After a moment, she started to fidget a little. She wiggled her rear around in the chair and bit her lower lip while making cute little distressed mooing noises.

The pink haired trainer looked askance at the girl. Electra looked up. "Has it—"

"No, it hasn't been five hours," said Alice.

Electra gasped and went back to fidgeting. "So hard."

Alice sat down at her desk then leaned forward in her chair. "I see that you two have been getting along."

The alien girl looked over to Alice. She nodded once then sighed. "Yes. He plays hard to get, but it's obvious that he does not want to upset me."

"This is a real mess, you know that, right?" asked Alice.

Electra nodded again. "I know, but... Right now it's so hard."

"What do you plan to tell your father?" asked Alice.

The overly stimulated girl winced then drew back slightly. "Well, that's a bit of a problem, isn't it?"

Alice snorted derisively. "Bit of a problem? Only five of your relatives in line ahead of you are male or the alpha female of a full herd. If they died within the next twenty years or so, a human would be the next Alpha Bull."

"Yeah, like I said... bit of a problem," said Electra. She fidgeted once more then started to cross and uncross her fingers.

Alice steepled her fingers then leaned forward. "Why'd you choose to test Scott first, anyway?"

Electra shrugged. "I entered my first heat while I was here. It really was not my intent to test anyone."

"Then why did you?" asked Alice.

"If I'd know it was going to happen, I would have stayed home," said Electra with a sigh. "However, I was already here. I figured that I would sequester myself in one of your false dungeons as often as possible until my heat faded."

"I see," said Alice. She tented her fingers then leaned them back toward her lips. "So, you prepared yourself in ceremonial fashion to keep the tradition alive, but did not intend to actually be married."

"That's right. However—" said Electra, her words dropping mid-sentence. She tried to continue but found herself at a loss for words. "I— Well..."

"Scott entered the dungeon you were hiding in... Were you on the party exploration network?" asked Alice.

"Yes... I figured that no one would bother me that way. But, then husband logged into a solo version of the same dungeon. Since the little box in my room has those admin privileges..."

Alice could not help but laugh. "I understand. You had been in heat for a while already, and upon seeing a young man wearing a red cape you could not resist."

Electra's nostrils flared slightly. "Speaking of which..."

The trainer answered Electra's question before it was asked. "No, it has not been five hours."

"Oh..." Electra lowered her head and sighed. "Can I have some water at least? It's really hot in here."

"Sure, but it's only fifty degrees Fahrenheit in here," said Alice before she went to her mini-fridge and grabbed a bottle of water for her overly stimulated guest.

"Fifty? By your measurements, shouldn't that be slightly cold? Meat is kept from spoiling just by lowering the temperature by a few degrees more," asked Electra before using both hands to receive the offered water.

"I hate to sweat during work hours," said Alice simply.

Electra took a sip of her water, and then a deep breath. "It's not enough."

"Maybe a cold shower would help," said Alice.

"I think husband would help more..." said Electra petulantly.

Alice shook her head. "It's only going to get worse now that you're married, right?"

"Yes. Being so close to husband, but trying not to do anything... It's torture." Electra sighed softly then winced. "The cramps are getting worse, too."

"Fine. You can have your special dispensation... If you behave, and keep it out of the halls," said Alice.

"Really!" Electra practically leapt over the desk to hug Alice. "What wonderful news!"

Alice suffered in silence as the over-amorous Minotyran girl expressed her appreciation. Eventually, Electra calmed down long enough for Alice to escort her back to her room. The VR-Cradle in Electra's room was already shut down before they arrived to further prevent shenanigans. So, now all they needed to do was wait.

The pink haired escort decided to set up shop outside the girl's room, however, and did her paperwork in the hallway. In that manner she could keep the girl under surveillance while allowing Scott's time to train.

Electra stood naked before the full-length mirror in the room. The shower rained down cool, clear, water as she looked at herself. She touched a finger to her lips then smiled softly. "I'm an adult now, mother. I'll introduce you to my husband, soon."

Thoughts of her husband made her face turn slightly red. She put her hands to her cheeks then tried to fight back the girlish giggle that threatened to escape her lips. Her tail swished from side-to-side as happy, and highly adult, thoughts flowed through her head.

It took great effort, but Electra forced herself not to rush out of the room in all her naked glory to find her husband and demand her rights as a wife. "The shower..." she said. Electra gasped in surprise when she slipped into the downpour. "Cold!" she cried as the cool, clear, water splashed repeatedly against her lonesome breasts.

She leaned heavily against the shower wall using one hand, while the water cooled her body and her passion. A sudden spasm caused her to reach down to massage her lower abdomen. "The cramps are getting worse."

Tears welled up in her eyes then began to slide down her cheeks, but were soon washed away by the cool refreshing water. "Hurry back to me husband."

Several excruciating hours passed for poor overly stimulated Electra. As soon as the fifth hour passed, she threw her door open then glanced down at Alice. The pink haired woman was busy doing paperwork and did not even bother to look up as she said, "Good hunting."

A feral grin crossed Electra's lips briefly. She took off at great speed to find the one thing a lonely wife might need during that special time of the month.

Scott had already escaped the training center by the time she arrived. He proved not to be in the cafeteria, either. The only remaining location she was confident about was his room.

She beat fiercely upon Scott's door while her chest heaved mightily. Scott opened the door and started to ask her what her problem was, but he never had the chance. The moment the door opened, she launched herself upon him like a lust-crazed rocket.

"Husband!" she cried excitedly.

"Electra, what the hell," he said while trying to fend off her lips. He had his hands against her forehead and chin, and tried to push her away with all his might. It was not nearly enough. His feeble unenhanced human strength was nothing compared to her absolute arousal.

Her cheeks puffed out then sucked in a little when she began to make desperate kissing motions toward him. Like a scene out of a slasher film, her deadly lips came ever closer to their target. Should his strength falter, he would be destroyed utterly in the way of all men who give into the women in their lives.

For a moment during his struggle, he thought that he heard the boss battle background music he had heard recently when he played the current generation remake of a classic roleplaying game, Sephiroth's Theme from Final Fantasy VII. It was something that had been popular back in his father's youth, and the family patriarch nagged him about it repeatedly until he had stopped training long enough to play it.

Sephiroth's Theme seemed to increase in intensity within Scott's mind as the lips of wifely doom continued downward to claim the life of another single man. There was no hope for him if they connected, he somehow knew this in the deepest parts of his masculine soul.

Suddenly, Alice appeared at the door. For the briefest of moments, Scott thought that he would be saved from a fate worse than single life. However, all the pink haired trainer had to say was, "If you're going to do that, please practice discretion," before she reached in to grab the door. She granted Scott a sly grin as the door slowly closed.

"Don't abandon me, Alice!" cried Scott as his strength began to fail.

"Husband!" cried Electra excitedly. Her tail lashed back and forth excitedly as she attempted to capture her prize.

Thusly did things go for the remainder of the evening. Scott tried his best, but ultimately he was no match for the amorous intentions of a determined Minotyran girl. While nothing happened that would have led to actual pregnancy, many other things occurred that would scar the poor young man for life.

Early the next morning Scott stood in the bathroom shaking slightly. He reached for his toothbrush then gasped. He could not touch it, not after what had happened with a similar one the night before. His eyes darted from side-to-side for a moment as he tried to get up the courage to live his life.

He stopped shaking after a moment then laughed at his own antics. "Wasn't really that bad, last night." She had fallen asleep eventually, anyway. It had been a bit like trying to keep a drunk girl from making a terrible mistake that she really wanted to make. He did not have much experience with that situation, but he had dealt with it once or twice. One of his sister's friends had older sisters with boundary issues and weird senses of humor.

"You know... Maybe it really isn't that bad to have someone like her around," said Scott thoughtfully. Sure, it could hurt his training time, but when was he going to find a girl like her again? One who was that devoted to him, anyway.

"Maybe I should treat her better today? It's not like she's been anything but nice to me," he said thoughtfully.

While Scott primped in the bathroom and prepared himself for the day to come, an altogether different scene was about to begin in the main room. Electra moaned softly then began to wriggle. She was lying naked atop the sheets and had pulled them close to her chest for extra comfort.

Her tail wiggled slightly, and then her ears flicked. Slowly her eyelids cracked open. She whimpered a little at the sudden brightness, and closed her eyes again, then rolled over into the center of the bed. The sheet went with her and covered her exposed body quite nicely.

After another brief moment passed she yawned delicately then made a cute noise. Her eyes fluttered open once more, to take in the sight of a familiar room. "This..."

Memories of recent events began to flow through her mind. Electra's eyes widened considerably. She sat up then slapped her palm to her forehead. "Oh, no!"

"No. No. No," she shook her head slowly. "This is not happening."

Electra swallowed hard then started to laugh with a slight bit of hysteria. "I... No, we aren't... But aren't we?"

She blinked slowly when she realized something. "Are those..." She reached over and picked up a familiar looking pair of black and white spotted panties. "We didn't!" She bit her lower lip a little then looked to the side. "Did we?" It was hard for her to remember things clearly from the past few days, outside of the important moments.

"Mom's going to kill me." she said with a whimper, before crushing her traitorous panties into a wad in her hand. In a far lighter tone she said, "Dad's going to kill him."

It was then that Scott came strolling out of the bathroom wearing nothing but his underwear, an open bathrobe, and a ridiculous grin. He put his hands on his hips then said, "Was it good for you, baby?" before waggling his eyebrows suggestively.

Electra stared at him for a moment then made sure that her sheet was held up against her chest with one hand, before she gripped a pillow in the other. She threw it at him forcefully enough that the impact knocked him back a step. She loudly cried, "What have you done, you scrawny primate bastard!"

Scott's left eyebrow rose up even as he tilted his head to the side. "Wha—?"

She started throwing anything that she could find at him while demanding that he answer for his crimes against her. The honeymoon, such as it was, had ended. Ah, the joys of married life.

"Where's the love, dammit!" cried Scott as he narrowly avoided his end table when it came flying his way.

"Love! Who would love a scrawny monkey like you!" snapped Electra, before she hefted his entire wardrobe over her head like it was nothing. She even ripped the stabilizing bolts out of the floor in the process, not that they were heavily secured in the first place.

"What's gotten into you!" shouted Scott.

Her eyes widened briefly then tears began to well up. Electra's lower lip began to quiver slightly and for a moment she looked like a heartbroken girl who had been told something cruel by someone important in her life.

Her demeanor shifted suddenly and she cried out in utter outrage, "Like you don't know, you lecherous fool!"

During the impromptu dodging practice, Scott had been maneuvered toward the door leading into the hallway. When she hurled his wardrobe toward him like it was nothing, he narrowly avoided a painful death. However, his door was not so fortunate. It was smashed opened exposing the scene of domestic bliss to the world, and also provided a way out for the terrified youth.

Scott scrambled out into the hallway, a lamp chasing after him. It smashed into the wall just after he took off running.

Electra gave chase, no longer concerned for her maidenly modesty. Naked and glorious in her outrage, she chased the confused young man down the hall. "Divorce me, immediately!" she cried.

She nearly caught up with him just before he ducked into an open doorway. Unfortunately, for both of them the doorway led to the cafeteria and breakfast had just begun.

Scott hurdled the closest table like a champ, then slid his underwear clad ass across the next one as he had lost a lot of momentum. Electra merely flipped and tossed tables as she rampaged through the room.

Various trainers and trainees watched in stunned fascination as the bizarre scene played out. It was not every day that a busty naked alien minotaur chased a blue haired guy, who wore nothing but underwear and a bathrobe, through the cafeteria.

"Divorce me this instant, you tiny bastard!" roared Electra before throwing several chairs toward his fleeing ass.

A red haired girl nearby spat a stream of orange juice then fell to the floor laughing as Electra's words became clear. Several unfortunate implications would be made from that moment forward.

Scott was too busy fleeing for his life to realize what was happening behind him. Either way, today promised to be an interesting day.

"Don't run away, husband!" roared Electra as she broke into the hallway. Her eyes flared with a bright red light, soon the same brilliant glow erupted from her body. She roared again then took off after him at incredible speed. A blur of light behind her was the only hint that she once stood there. A miniature sonic boom thundered through the hallway as she reached out to lay hands on the fleeing fool that had dared to marry her.

A brief instant before she would grasp her vengeance, another hand grasped hers. The vice-like grip clamped down with undeniable strength. Electra found herself hurtling sideways to slam brutally into the sidewall of the hallway. A large depression was made as plaster and concrete were destroyed utterly.

Alice looked at the golden haired MILK ambassador for a moment then shook her head. "It's a little early for this, Lady Electra."

Scott, for his part, was still running. He didn't stop until a delicate feminine arm shot out to perform a perfect clothesline maneuver. He hit the ground hard and his vision began to swim around. After a moment, though, he saw Maxine's smiling face. "Now, weren't you supposed to be careful sweety?"

The youth's eyes went crossed not long afterward and he fell unconscious. Maxine tilted her head to the side then squatted down and poked at him. "Strong silent type, huh?" she said before laughing softly. She would eventually get around to healing his newly received wounds, but for now the poor dear needed a nap.