Color of Her Panties by Piers Anthony

Author:Piers Anthony [Anthony, Piers]
Language: eng
Format: epub
Tags: Fantasy, Fiction, General
ISBN: 9780380759491
Google: 6sHs97MGd9EC
Amazon: 0380759497
Publisher: HarperCollins
Published: 1992-09-01T07:11:35+00:00

“I will have to exchange with Rose,” Sofia decided.

“She's expert with dresses.”

“We don't mean to be any trouble,” Ida said. “We just came for some Answers.”

“Not garbed like that” Sofia said firmly. “Suppose someone saw you? Now get in the shower, and I'll see about exchanging.” Eventually they marched into the shower. This was a chamber with a dense little raincloud floating above. The moment they stepped in, it proceeded to rain on them.

The water was cold, but that couldn't be helped. They struggled out of their soiled clothing and stood bashfully bare, getting cleaned by the water.

Okra, shivering, had an idea. “Maybe if we make the cloud mad, it will heat up.”

“Oh, that does make sense!” Ida exclaimed.

“So who is the best at insulting clouds?” Mela asked, bemused.

“Let me try it,” Okra said. “I'm going to pretend it's Fracto.” She took a breath. “Cloud, listen to me. I think you're the ugliest bit of fog I've seen.”

The cloud twitched. It was listening.

“I've seen big clouds and small clouds,” Okra continued. “But you're the puniest excuse of all.” The cloud developed a pink fringe. It was getting angry!

I've seen satisfying clouds and maddening clouds, but you re far from the maddening cloud.” Little flecks of lightning zapped through the cloud. It was really getting furious. Indeed, its water was warming.

“In fact-” Okra began.

“Enough,” Mela whispered. “The water's getting too hot.” She was using a carved soapstone on her body. It cleaned off the grime wherever it rubbed. Okra had not seen this type of magic before, but she liked it.

“In fact, I guess you're okay,” Okra said.

The rage of the little storm subsided. The water went from hot to warm.

As it sank back to cool, they got out from under, having finished their shower.

They found cottonwood towels and dried themselves off.

It was a job to get their hair dry and fluffed out, for all three of them had whole hanks of it. Mela's was golden in the air, but sea green when wet; Ida's was light brown above, turning green-yellow below Okra's own was of course ogre dark.

Then Mela put on one of her spare plaid panties, and Okra put on her spare black panty, and Ida dug her spare yellow panty from her purse.

Her remaining clothing was still sodden; she rinsed it out under the cloud.

They stepped back into the larger chamber. There was a new woman. She was dressed like a former queen or princess, with roses on her gown.

“Oh, you must be Rose!” Okra said.

“So I am,” the woman agreed. “Sofia exchanged with me. And you three are surely Mela, Okra, and Ida. Let's see about dressing you. I have a collection of clothing left behind by various parties, and I think some of it should fit you, with a few adjustments.” Rose did indeed know her business. For Okra she produced a pair of ocher dragon leather pants and boots, making her an ocher ogre, as well as stainless steel gauntlets and an umber vest and jacket lined with a golden fleece.

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