"Melissa, do you lay eggs?"
"Mmmph?" A very surprised wife, apparently! Streeeeeetch and yaaaaaawn.
"When I am back in my original form, I'd say so, yes. Why do you ask, my love?"

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"Melissa, do you lay eggs?"
"Mmmph?" A very surprised wife, apparently! Streeeeeetch and yaaaaaawn.
"When I am back in my original form, I'd say so, yes. Why do you ask, my love?"
Beeeeeee wife
Some days, things are easy. The sun shines, the wind feels nice in your hair, it smells a little smokey outside from people making grill food in the warming spring weather, and everything is absolutely blissful.
Ordinarily, Freia wouldn't complain about this specific situation, either. But Melissa was apparently feeling silly and frisky, this afternoon. So a big, chilly blob of chocolate “ice cream” has absorbed the bikini-clad cyanette in the front yard, giving her a playful look from green, gem-like eyes floating around the mass of chilly treat. Again, Freia would usually love this, but Melissa's gotten her all sticky and she can't get herself shifted into a goopy form to play along!
The mistress of the manor does her best to keep pouting as the cold, amorphous form of her wife tosses her in and out of herself, wobbling in laughter. So this is what ice cream feels like, going into her mouth. The thought gives Freia a moment of giggles, as her wife-flavored sundae flows around her body to give her a kiss and a little extra treat to nibble.
Melissa burbles softly as she whirlpools around Freia, happy to have just gotten to spend an afternoon away from her guard position to play with her wife. They're truly sweethearts, through and through. And given Freia's witchery, shenanigans like this happen all the time! Today, Melissa has just turned the tables!
“Mmmm, Honeybeeeeeee~” Freia tries to swim around with her sloshing internal currents, popping out to breath every so often. “Can we slow down? You are delicious, and I am sure I am, as well, but my swimsuit is going to-”
That's just a signal for the mischievous queen bee of the house to untie Freia's top and sling it off to the porch. A burbly laugh echoes around Freia and her swiftly chocolate-covered breasts.
“Hey~!” The hippy cyanette can't help but laugh harder at Melissa's silly behavior. She might have to get revenge, later, but for now she can just go with the flow and play around inside her wife's goopy form.
Examine! A wife! Melissa.
Whoa, it's a Freia! One of her most cherished treasures she's ever come across! She's picked her, too, so it makes it that much more special.
Smoooooch~!
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"Mmmph, this might sound crazy, but I can smell something. Something that my hive used to make to warm of danger and go on the attack." She starts to wrap herself around Freia tightly to protect her. "Where's Jackie? Whatever it is, and I don't know why it would be my hive, I don't want her to get hurt!"