Sam yawned widely as she woke up, looking around the room she was staying in with Jeff, that was the name of the younger son of the household. Together before she came the family had consisted of the father the mother and two boys, one aged fourteen and one nine, two girls, one aged 10 and the other was still a baby, one dog, two rabbits, three chickens and a cow. Obviously they had a fair amount of farming land but that was more of a hobby for the man of the house as he was a writer as a career and had a fair number of literary releases, their mother was a painter and to be truthful her art was more popular then his books.<br/><br/>She always seemed to wake up earlier then he did, she was glad to be in this room afterall.. since Jeff had a nightlight which made her feel very comfortable about having, it was unusual at first since she was used to being forced to sleep in a box that required her to morph into a small person so also the concept of a bed was amazing to her (they'd never bothered using a bed to rape her on) it was so soft and the blankets so warm... it made her feel happy...<br/><br/>After awhile she heard their mother Susan calling from below, smiling at the prospect of breakfast she opened the door and quickly padded down the stairs to wait for food, she smelt bacon! It was amazing the food she got here, tastes she never even realised existed where being given to her just for being there... it was... really really nice... she ran over looking expectantly at the woman, she was a lithe brunette lady with a soft face and kind demeanour. Her shape would have been easy to assume of course but then, she realised they would be more likely discovered when they found out she couldn't cook or make art anymore...<br/><br/>After getting her meal laid out she ate at it voraciously cleaning her plate in moments and sighing happily afterwards with a nice feeling of fullness then hugging the slightly suprised Susan and going out into the backyard to play with the animals. She especially liked chasing the chickens around in their large pen, they usually managed to dodge her but the pen gave them a limited amount of space to run to so occasionally she was able to catch one, she didn't hurt them... just took a feather usually to add to her collection.<br/><br/>It wasn't long before Jeff actually did come out, she grinned and shouted his way the boy running over at her before she turned round and ran into their field. The cow wasn't that suprised as the two of them often played tag in among the grass. She usually won. Overall.. her life was so much better then it ever ever ever had been in Enma.