Dreaming at her own pace (Noble snail girl Tg) (Patreon)

“Uwaa~” Sherry yawned audibly, stretching her arms and pulling up her sleep mask. She sleepily looked around her massive princess class riveling room, then rubbed her eyes. “One of those dreams again. I wonder why I keep having them every now and then…”

“I have awoken early. Maids! You may enter.” Sherry declared, then stared a bit at the ceiling. She just couldn’t help herself and tried to recall what that dream had been about…

—

It was a hot day like any other. Sean had just entered the community garden that his whole neighborhood shared, and had planned to just go to his section of the garden and maybe do some watering. Normal gardening stuff. Yet when he arrived at his section, he quickly realized that he wasn’t the only one there.

“Hey look who’s here. Sean, you better be grateful for what we are doing.” Declared Max, looking very exhausted from working under the sun for so long.

“We have been on this the entire morning until now. This snail infestation is just something else… ” Leo added, looking just as exhausted.

“What have you been doing?”

—

“Lady Sherry? You have called for us?” Luna spoke up after both maids had entered the room, bowing politely to Sherry exactly in the way one would expect proper maids to do. Sherry turned to face them briefly, before moving her body in a more upright position, putting her hands on her hips and then said. “Dress me. I shall start my work early today. Maybe it shall finally distract me from these weird dreams I keep experiencing.”

“Right away, mistress!" Luna acknowledged and immediately made her way toward Sherry to take off her nightgown.

“What sort of dream did you have, Lady Sherry?” Martha asked as she cheerfully hopped towards the wardrobe. She quickly riffled through the many, many dresses inside Sherry's wardrobe and picked out a practical-looking but still elegant dress as she added. “Was it a romantic one?”

“No, I think the dream was about us. Me and the two of you… but I am not confident in that…” Sherry said as Martha joined Luna on the other side of Sherry, as they worked together to undress her. Yet Sherry couldn’t help but try to remember how the dream continued…

—

“What does it look like, you moron? We are taking care of the snail infestation around here.” Max hissed.

“They just kinda appeared overnight. And now they are everywhere. I wonder what attracted them all…” Leo wondered, then shrugged his shoulders and looked at Sean pleadingly. “Hey, do you have some time to help us? We are collecting all the sails here and then spraying our garden with snail and insect repellent. We surely have gotten rid of over a thousand already, but I don't see an end to them. An extra hand would be appreciated.”

“Tsk. I get your point, Leo,” said Max turning his back towards Sean. “You just stay on your side and I stay on mine and then we’ll be done soon and can all go home.”

“Okay, I’ll help,” said Sean, walking towards his two neighbors as he put the tools he brought to the side and went to join the boys when suddenly a large shadow passed over him. Over all three of them, making them all look up in shock.

It was the spaceship Sectma, having just deactivated its camouflage shield and was engaging in its landing. It was clearly not in any hostile mode nor were the weapons prepared, so anyone could assume that the Sectma was only here to contact the people below.

Yet, for some strange reason, none of the boys knew that. And they all started to panic.

—

“Lady Sherry. Do you want us to give you a cleaning right here and now, or would you like to wait with that until a little bit later?” Luna asked, looking at Sherry with bright red cheeks, clearly very weak to Sherry’s amazing physique. “It is quite early after all.”

Sherry looked down at her naked body for a short moment, before turning towards Martha. That maid did absolutely nothing to hide her immense fondness for Sherry's body, only barely holding herself back from touching her mistress. Letting out a yawn, Sherry spoke with a commanding undertone. “I should wash because it’s so early, but I am too tired to move to the bathroom. Clean and prepare me here.”

“Right away, mistress!” Both maids announced in unison, before running around the room and gathering all sorts of cleaning supplies. They were skilled at that, being back with everything they needed in only a couple of moments, which was when Luna said: “Then we will go through the full procedure now. I will moisturize your foot while Martha is going to polish your shell. And after that, we will work on your makeup together. Does that sound acceptable to you, my Lady?”

“I can not afford to spend even a single day not looking my best, as Lord Lucander might decide to pay us a visit at any time. So even in the earliest of mornings this is of massive importance.” Sherry spoke, looking both maids in the eyes one after the other.

“Understood, mistress!" Both answered in unison.

“Then proceed,” Sherry commanded, to which both Maids immediately started to work on her body. Though, that reminded her, didn’t Lord Lucander also appear in her dream…?

—

[Hello Earthlings! You can call me Lucander and I have come to make contact with you.] Lord Lucander spoke as he exited the Sectma Spaceship. [We have observed you for quite a while now and have decided that the time has come for the two of us to get into contact.]

“What the heck?!? Why is there a giant slug coming out of a freaking spaceship?!?” Shouted Max, having already taken several steps backward.

“And… it's talking?!? No freaking clue what language that is but it's definitely talking!” Yelled Leo, also frightened beyond belief.

[Interesting. That Soogle translator doesn’t work as well as I had hoped. I can’t understand a word they are saying, and I doubt they understand me too.] Lucander spoke calmly, fooling around with a device he held before visually giving up. [Oh well, not to worry. We sent a signal for our arrival here last night and we had a lot of responses to it. So somewhere here should be around 2000 people or so waiting for us… What the…?]

That's when Lucander’s long extended eyes fell on the bucket of snails Max and Leo were collecting. Both of them immediately started to sweat in streams.

“Oh no! He noticed the snail! RUN!” Shouted Max.

“Yeah! We have to get out of here!” Declared Leo and the both of them immediately started running the opposite way, when suddenly…

[Stop right there!] shouted Lucander, shooting a beam out of his belt and freezing the two boys in place. [So you were the ones who stopped our communication. This is frankly unacceptable. I have to do something about you… hmm… And I think I know just what to do with criminals like you~]

Lucander then pressed another button on his belt and fired two additional lasers at Max and Leo, which made them able to move again, yet collapse on the floor as both looked like they were in a mixture of deep internal pain and intense pleasure…

—

“Lady Sherry, I have finished polishing your shell. Do you want to check it?” said Martha, happily presenting a large handheld mirror to Sherry, which she gladly looked in.

Credit where credit is due, Martha was an expert at her job, no questions asked. From the bottom to the top and from the innermost spiral to the very entrance of her retreating place, Sherry’s shell was positively sparkling. And even when she leaned back against it the shell felt clean and pleasant.

“Your foot is cleaned and moisturized too, Lady Sherry,” announced Luna, to which Sherry quietly nodded. She lifted herself from the ground to lean against her shell, then made a few stretches with her snail’s foot, before returning to her resting position and looking at the maids.

“Well done. Now do my makeup and then we will head down to work.” declared Sherry, to which both maids immediately confirmed. They then picked out the eyeliner and powder and started to work on Sherry's face.

And this was a feeling she would never give up, not for a thousand worlds. Having her two maids so close up to her and pamper her is just so relaxing to her, to the point where she often might drift away to sleep again. And now looking closer at Luna and Martha again, she suddenly had a feeling of… deja vu… Didn’t she… Zzzz…

—

Sean was helpless to watch as the two neighbors lay moaning on the ground, completely at the mercy of the giant human-sized alien slug before him. To which Sherry had to strongly disagree internally. While she did feel a strong connection to this human boy named Sean, she knew better than to refer to a Bobolian as a big slug. Especially someone as great as Lord Lucander.

[Let’s see. I’ll put the setting on Very attractive, capable servants, having gone through 250 years of training and overly devoted to Bobolians to the point of worship. That should make them useful to us.] Lucander spoke, and yet again, Sean didn’t understand a word. He was just standing there, petrified.

That's when a green mist started to surround the two boys, dampening their shouts and lifting them into the air. Then a for human impossible feat followed, as both of their bodies slowly started to expand and contract at various places.

It was for Sean as if he was watching a fever dream. Both Max and Leo’s Hips and thighs inflated like crazy, while their shoulders and waists shrank considerably. Their faces also changed, becoming more and more familiar to Sherry, as they took on a much more feminine appearance. And in the very end, two bulges appeared on their chest surging forwards, while a certain bulge down below rescinded just as fast, leaving them each with quite a rack and most definitely no longer male.

The two of them landed on the floor, both panting heavily and blushing just as hard. Lucander on the other hand now was looking even more grim than before. [Darn it. I might have dealt with those two ruffians, but I still need an ambassador. But who could I…]

That's when his eyes landed on Sean, and he immediately smiled. [Ah, yes. You surely were just about to stop these two from causing more harm. Truly the perfect ambassador. Would you mind following me onto the ship…?]

Sean only shuddered.

—

“All done, Lady Sherry,” Leo announced loudly.

“Shh! She is napping~ Don’t wake her~” Martha added playfully.

“Fuwaa~ Did I drift off again? You two are truly the best.” Sherry yawned, as she stretched her arms again.

“We can touch you some more if that's what you wish, my lady~ Hihihi~ Ouch!” Martha giggled, to which Luna bonked her onto her head with the brush she was still holding.

“Maybe a little bit later. For now, let's make our way down the manor to my office. There were some papers and E-mails I wanted to sort through yesterday, yet didn’t get to it ultimately.” Sherry yawned once again, yet started moving towards the door, with the two maids following closely behind her.

“Anything else on the agenda today?” Sherry asked.

“We have received a message on the communication device this morning. I would have loved to tell you what he said, but sadly I am not that good at Boboli yet. All I can say is that it was definitely Lucander who left the message.”

“Lucander, huh?” Sherry said, drifting into her thoughts once again. “That’s not something we can afford to ignore then…”

—

Sean stared in disbelief at his own reflection, trying his hardest not to collapse under the pain and pleasure that ray, he was shot with, caused. Similar things that happened to his neighbors also happened to him and in the same order even.

First, his proportions altered to a very curvy figure, then his face became a lot more feminine, his thighs inflated, his ass expanded and finally, his boobs exploded outwards. At the same time, his dick kissed the world goodbye. Sean had become a beautiful girl in a matter of minutes.

[Alright, this one did not pass out. He might be the right one.] Lucander said, and looking back on it now, Sherry understood completely, even if Sean himself could not speak that language. [Let’s try it. Let’s turn her into a Bobolian and Human Hybrid! Fire!]

Then lasers shot at Sean again, this time more intense than any of the lasers were before. She could feel her feet harden and grow, making her fall to the ground. But not entirely, because while her legs started to fuse and create a single solid muscle to stand on, she also felt a lot more stable on her one appendage than she ever did with two.

But that wasn’t all, as her feet, which were almost unrecognizable at that point, curled up her one long flat foot and rolled towards her back, only stopping when it was just behind her and almost touching. However, that thing could hardly be called feet anymore, as it had already turned into a large, hard snail-like shell that was stuck to her body. So big in fact that she could probably fit her entire body inside…

[Test, test. Can you understand me now?] Lucander asked over an intercom, to which Sean was more than surprised.

“Y-yes?!?” he answered, before clearing her throat and saying it again, but in the right language. [Y-yes?]

[I can’t believe that actually worked. She speaks both languages! Perfect! The perfect ambassador. Let’s quickly modify her mind before the manipulation gas wears off!] Lucander announced, to which the new snail-girl shuddered in fear.

[Modify my mind?!?]

[Don’t worry about it, sweetheart. I promise we will only do good things to you.] Lucander assured, which didn’t really make Sean feel any better. [Okay, here, I’ll even read to you what we are going to do to you so that you can be our perfect ambassador. We will give you 250 years of diplomatic education of our planet, about 100 years worth of diplomatic education from your planet, and about 50 years worth of royal courtesy and upbringing lessons. And with our quick learner, you will be a master of all that in about 8-9 minutes. Sounds good?]

[Wait! I’ll be long dead after that! That's like 400 years worth of training, how should I survive… AHHHH!!!] Sean yelled as blasters hit him from all sides, sending his mind into turmoil as mountains upon mountains of information were blasted into her, making her collapse on the floor as her eyes rolled into the back of her head.

And the last thing she heard before passing out was Lucander saying. [Remind me… how long do humans live again…?]

—

“Ah, now I recall,” Shelly spoke as if a lightbulb had just gone up above her head. “That dream was one of my distant past. Riiiight."

“Did you call, Mistress?” Luna asked, barely peeking her head into Sherry's office, to which Sherry just giggled.

“Ah~ Yes. Could you make us all some tea? I feel like spending time with you two again, so you can have a cup as well and go on a break here.”

“Understood, Mistress. I’ll get Martha and some tea in just a moment.” Luna said as she bowed down. “May I ask what that message from Lord Lucander was all about?”

“Oh, Lord Lucander is meeting with another president and needs me as an interpreter later today. He is even going to visit here, so I hope you are keeping the mansion in tip-top shape~”

“My lady, I assure you, we are always prepared for a visit from Lord Lucander,” Luna spoke, bowing once again with a visible smile. “I’ll be going to get you some tea and Martha.”

“One more important thing…” Sherry said as Luna was about to leave, making her turn around and look at her lady with expecting eyes. Only for Sherry to wink.

“Don’t be a snail~”

— End —

Alien Snails and cute girls. Do I have to say more?