“We Ctarl-Ctarls love to fight, but somehow fighting someone the size of my thumb seems almost….” Aisha paused and tried to come up with the right word to describe how she felt. Seeing that Aisha didn’t have the vocabulary to explain how she felt, Jim said it for her.

“Unsportsmanlike.”

“Actually I was going to say messy, I don’t even want to imagine how hard it would be to clean tiny guts from my shoes.” Jim made a disgusted face; he didn’t want to imagine Aisha stomping out the competition literally.

“Can you make a promise to me Aisha?” He asked the giant cat girl who looked down at him perplexed.

“Of coarse Jimmy, I’d do anything for you kid.” He was going to complain about being called Jimmy and a kid, but he reconsidered it. Aisha could call him what ever she pleased as long as it wasn’t breakfast, lunch or dinner.

“I know you kill people and I’ve excepted that, but I don’t want to see anyone crushed. So, could you please eat or insert your victims so I don’t have to look at their mangled corpse?” He practically asked in a begging tone. Dealing with death was easy, seeing someone after getting on the wrong side of a two hundred foot cat girl was not as easy.

“I’m surprised you didn’t ask me not to kill out right,” Aisha commented thoughtful. She’d noticed the dejected look that Jim got when she ate those two men. At first, it had worried her that Jim would grow disgusted with her lack of respect towards his race, but she just couldn’t help it. She knew that terrans had souls and thought and were almost as mighty as Ctarl-Ctarls, but she had been raised to believe that terrans are second-class life forms. Her ideologies had changed and she only thought certain terrans were second-class. She could try to act not so indifferent to the terrans she considered less significant, nevertheless when ever she looked at someone that insulted her or was less then ethical, all she saw was a tasty toy to do with as she pleased.

“I don’t ask you to stop killing because I know that you just don’t have it in you to be a benevolent person towards everyone. I’d much rather have you showing your meanness to a select few, then bottling it all in and exploding one day.” Aisha nodded to what Jim had said; it was true, she couldn’t control her anger. No one would ever mistake her for a cuddly cat girl, she was rude and crude and not taking slack from anyone. But if that was true, then one thing didn’t make sense.

“If I’m such a mean bitch, why do you stay with me?” Jim became distressed from the question and turned his gaze away from the giant catty face of Aisha. He knew what he had to say and he just hope she didn’t laugh at him.

“Because I love you Aisha. You spend more time with me then Melfina and you don’t bug me as much as Gene. You’ve always been there for me, even after the Galactic Leyline. I know you aren’t the nicest to everyone, but you are the kindest person to me.”
Jim had finally said it and surprisingly, he felt much better. It was like some huge weigh had been lifted off his shoulders and he could walk strait again. He waited for Aisha to respond, ether with laughter or acceptance. What he got was a giant hand grabbing him off the ground and pressing him into the warm furry check of Aisha,

“Ah Jimmy, I love you too.” She nuzzled her cheek into the tiny boy pressed against it. Jim tried to hug her back but his arms just couldn’t get around the side of Aisha’s face. She pulled him back and smiled down at him with that warm pretty smile that she only reserved for him.

“Now that we got the mushy stuff out of the way, lets go to the beach!” Tossing Jim up onto her head, Aisha raced off to the beach. Jim smiled and relaxed on the head, He made himself a nest out of the silvery locks and relaxed. As they came closer to the beach, Jim realized that he didn’t have his bathing trunks. That would mean that someone his size on the beach was going to be mugged of his clothes by the universes biggest thief. When he thought about it, it was kind of ironic that Aisha had made up the no stealing or being a jerk laws and with in a minute broke them by stealing that guy’s clothes and forcing him inside her. I guess the old saying stands true, do as I say, not as I do, Jim thought.

“We’re here, my love.” Jim knows that Aisha would be harping him about his confession until they grow old and wrinkled. That was fine, two could play at that game.

“Could you let me down love? I want to see the beach.” Jim chucked when he heard Aisha grunt in annoyance at her new title as his love. He felt the tree like fingers pluck him out from between her hair and slowly lower him to the ground. He looked around, slightly impressed with what he saw. The beach went on for miles and it looked deep enough that even Aisha could swim in it. He wasn’t sure she’ fit in any of the hot springs, but she could get a nice hot foot bath if she wanted. Above his head was a huge banner, proudly proclaiming to the world:

WELCOME TO RENSLUTION BEACH!

“Cool beach, huh?” Aisha comment off hand as she looked into the deep, fake ocean.

“Yep,” Jim confirmed with a smile. He planned the first thing he would do was to slip away from Aisha and buy himself some swimming trunks. He didn’t feel like wearing someone else and he had the money to afford it.

“So Aisha, you going to sunbath?”

“Nah, swimming sounds funner.” Jim looked up at her in confusion, what was Aisha going to wear, She couldn’t get her only pair of giant clothes wet, so that only left skinny dipping. With a giant naked Aisha strutting around, it was lucky that Gene was more then a mile away from the nude cat girl

“I sense a disturbance in the perverted force,” Gene mumbled as he suddenly regained consciousness. Suzuka hitting him in the back of the head with her wooden sword quickly put him back down and out.

“Quiet you, you’re bad luck,” Suzuka said as she lost for the first time since she started playing craps.

Seeing the blush on Jim’s face, Aisha put her hand against her mouth to suppress a giggle.

“Don’t worry Jim, I’m not going to be prancing around showing everyone my universally worshiped body.” Before Jim could ask what she meant, Aisha grabbed the banner and ran off behind a huge office building. Jim heard zippers coming down and clothes being ruffled. A circus tent sized shirt was draped over a building along with a bra and pair of pants. Aisha stepped out, showing off her new swimsuit. She was wearing the banner as a bikini top and left on her thong panties. Her classic collar was still around her neck, jingling the bell on it as she walked next to Jim.

“How do I look?” Jim just gawked at her and tried to make some intelligent sound. Aisha smiled at seeing how dazzling her beauty was to Jim. Brushing her hair back, Aisha strutted onto the beach and headed into the man made ocean. When she was waist deep in the water and out of hearing range, Jim started to laugh hysterically. Her beauty wasn’t what had dazzled him, it was the wording on her banner bikini. Her breasts had pushed out the wording on the banner so the words REN and ION were nearly invisible. All that you could see was the big words on Aisha’s chest saying in big red letters: SLUT.

“I pray to God she doesn’t notice,” Jim laughed he headed into a local beach shop. He purchased a pair of purple swim trunks and got back to the beach in less then five minutes. As he started walking down the beach, so one screamed and pointed to the sea. Sighing, Jim knew that whenever someone screamed, Aisha wasn’t far behind.