“Ugga! What you do, Seran?” A loud male voice yelled out at Seran, as he tried to assess his surroundings. As far as he could tell, he was in some sort of nomadic tribe, with several large rough looking men and women walking between different tents and teepees. Children ran naked and played and fought freely wherever they wished as a large man with a blue painted face stomped towards him, shaking his fist and yelling. “Man no show snake! Make woman have baby!”
Sera tried to sort out what the guy was talking about, and then decided it really didn’t matter. She didn’t care; she was only playing to have fun and help Kyle. Putting on her most arrogant face, she raised her fist and yelled back. “Ugga! Who you to try tell Seran what do?”
The large man storming towards him stopped and glared daggers in his direction. “Who me? Me big boss! You listen, or me smash!” The blue-faced warrior was shaking his fist threateningly as he yelled back.
Grinning, Sera thought to herself, ‘This is going to be fun!’ Cackling wildly, Seran raised his fist and shook at it the sky. “Seran no see big boss. Just big fart blowing loud in wind!” She had to admit; she kind of liked the way these people spoke. It reminded her of working at the restaurant with her father.
“Ugga!” The blue-faced man’s whole torso darkened in anger, and he rushed forwards to close the distance between himself and Seran. Seeing his intent, Seran yelled, “Ugga!”, and charged forward at top speed as well. The two charged recklessly forward until they slammed chest-to-chest together in a resounding crash and knocked each other for a loop backwards, which knocked Seran off his feet and onto his ass!
Seran gasped as the breath was hurled out of his lungs and jarring pain surged throughout his torso. Wondrous! Sera screamed in delight. THIS is what it must feel like to be a man and indulge yourself and go rush headlong into every obstacle with your fists paving the way. As a female, people looked down on her if she ever attempted to get physical, and even if she did hit a guy, they never hit her back. ‘It’s not proper to hit a woman,’ was the excuse they’d use.
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But here? Here the people didn’t care! She could actually experience life the way a brutally rugged man could! Roaring in anticipation, Seran rolled over and flipped to his feet, just in time to get slammed in the face with the blue-painted warrior’s fist. Blood squirted as his nose broke and a sudden sharp ringing pain rushed through his head.
Crackling like a Wildman, Seran simply ignored the pain and head-butted the blue-faced warrior, who shook his head in pain. Trying to take advantage of the sudden opening, Seran charged forward but missed in his wild swing at his opponent. Growling in anger, the blue-faced warrior snarled and slammed his massive fist twice more into Seran’s chest. It felt like his ribs were breaking!
Coughing from the air suddenly being forced out of his lungs again, Seran staggered back, but his opponent pressed his advantage and brought his knee up, crushing Seran in the groin. Pain suddenly flared in Seran’s head, and unwillingly he clutched his crotch and collapsed to the ground and curled up in the fetal position. Wave after wave of agony rolled from his groin throughout his entire body, and he felt as if he was going to be sick.
The blue-faced chieftain simply snarled and spit on him. “No show man snake. No get woman with babe. No think Seran man. Seran just boy. Boy go hunt, bring back five rockhopper, or boy no eat tonight. Chief speaks!!” Kicking him once more to signify his dominance, and that this fight was over, the chief walked off and roared his victory for all the world to see.
All Sera could do is whimper lightly to herself. So THIS too, was how it somehow felt to be a man…
GLORIOUS, but painful as hell!