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"Thank god for boosters," James muttered as he hobbled into the therapy office having just given birth to a litter of saber toothed kittens, Emily alongside. He went up to the front counter and said, "James Scale, here for the appointment."

"My father is a whore," sighed Emily.

"Hey, I was a cat in heat!"

He looked back at the receptionist and asked, "So, are they ready yet?"

"Of course!"

"Well then," said James, "let's not waste time."

With that, both of them went into the room past the door to the left. This time, they could see a circle of chairs with everyone from before sitting. He sat in a chair and said to the therapist, "So, what's going on today?"

"A follow up."

"Alright. By the way, I think I'll prefer being more draconic."

The therapist pointed at him and asked, "You are sure sure?"

"Yes, I am."

"We shall give classes, then. You know, like the last time. At the end of the month I shall make you one."

"Okay. So, I take it we'll spend the month learning the hormones, instincts and whatnot of draconians."

"Yes."

James shrugged and said, "Alright then, which way to the specialist class?"

"Down the hall all the way to the right."

"Thanks."

James stood up and left the room, going across the front area into the room that was on the right when he faced the front counter. There, he saw more people and chairs, subsequently sitting in one. "So, what all will we be covering here?"

"Same old, same old," said the Kerati next to him. "Try not to have too much fun."

"Okay then."

He sighed and rubbed his eyes as another voice groaned, "All these videos are the damn same!"

"Videos?"

"Orientation-"

"Oh, I don't think I've seen it yet."

"Yeah, yeah ya have."

"Wait, what?"

"I've seen you here when I was going to be an awek."

"An Awek, eh?"

"Yes."

"Interested in taming?"

"No, just hated being a fish."

"Well, Aweks do tend to have an easier time taming."

"So I have heard."

"So, that's a thing if it affects your brain as well."

"Well, I didn't get to comfortable with Awek. Wasn't for me."

"What put you off about it?"

"The smells. That and dragons seem like a better option."

"Oh, without a doubt."

"Cool! But these classes..."

"Necessary evil, eh?"

"I don't know why they are necessary though."

"We just gotta grin and bear it."

James stretched his arms and yawned, right as the screen at the front of the room illuminated blue. He folded his fingers together and watched as the video began. For the next hour, he watched the video, which was a recap of what he learned the last time, with a few dragon facts tossed in. He sighed when he saw a similar scene from the last time, but one about internal genitalia peaked his interest.

After some random facts and images, he saw the anatomy of a naturally born dragon. His gaze was pulled the internal genitalia of both genders. He began to wonder if his grandfather and cousin had this type of genitalia. Most likely, they did, both being much more draconic than him

Next came the eggs. He pressed his fingers together with his elbows on the desk. He watched the animation of sperm cells travelling to the egg, and the formation of the egg. The animation finished with an anatomically correct dragoness laying the egg, incubation and hatching. It went rather well, certainly better than last time, at least in his eyes.

Once the animation vanished, he saw the internal anatomy of a male dragon. He payed as close attention to it as he could, seeing as he believed this to be the form he would get. No matter how hard he concentrated, though, it was difficult to comprehend. Maybe it was the way he was always set up, maybe it was the presentation.

Before he knew it, the video ended. He looked over his shoulder at many other to be transspecies asleep and said, "Well, that wasn't so bad."

He looked up at the clock to see that two hours had passed from when the video began. "Damn, how time flies."

He stretched his arms. People were leaving at the time, so he got up and headed to the door as well. Suddenly, they heard screeching, and James shouted, "What now?"

"Fire!" screamed a voice.

With that, he booked it for the door. He pushed his way through the crowd and ran into Emily. "I guess that concludes this."

With that, they both headed back to the ship.