Kyle was hurrying to the slave market.  He was in fear of his life.  Ever since her had inherited the estate, thieves and con men had come out of the woodwork.<br/><br/>Now he just needed to get a slave to handle his personal needs and get home.  He wished he knew where to meet his old polar bear friend, Kairi.  She'd written that she would come to his estate and run things for him.  What a relief.<br/><br/>The auctioneer had brought up several females, but none interested him...then she came up,  hungry eyes, and over flowing  breasts.  He had to have her.  He jump bid so hard that others would not try.<br/><br/>"Huza, huh.  Here is your family leash.  Let's get outside."<br/><br/>He had her hand and was quietly moving through the crowd.  He had to admire the curves of her body.  "We need to get home safely now."<br/><br/>Then he say her.  He gulped.  His little playmate...born six months after him...was now an eight foot powerful polar bear she, armored and yet her deep curves left him gasping.  "Kairi!  I'm here, and this is my slave Huza.  She will perform any duty you require.   Well, let's head home.