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Rosemary's heart was beating so hard it was practically trying to punch its way out of her chest. She was low to the ground and fully wolf, the moon was full and Grotto was trying to tell her something but she could not understand. She was excited and a bit afraid, she was so full of emotion she could not unjumble the wolf from the woman. Grotto reached down to touch her but her confusion created a spike of fear of something going wrong, and her not wanting him to touch her translated to biting him through the mind of a wolf. She recoiled quickly but the small bite was bad enough- the curse was contagious via fluids, and her saliva came into contact with his blood during the brief bite!

Both in the dream and reality, Rose gasped and sat up quickly in surprise. It took her several moments even after waking to realize it was a nightmare, since the first thing she seen was mice gnawing on bones. All of the prey Rose hunted down for them to eat were reduced to bones and piled into a corner for the rodents to use to wear down their teeth. Pillars of golden sunlight framed with pastel blue and black butterflies filtered down to the cave and the air tasted thickly of flowers. The gentle warmth of spring filtering down into her nook in the forest helped her calm herself quickly enough. She had the dream before, and would again. It was one of the more tame nightmares she had, given the abrupt end to her childhood innocence. She worked the numbness out of her body, tracing her hands down her nude curves- it was already too warm to sleep with any clothes on. She sensed something missing almost immediately in her presence though, and her heart rate started to speed up again when she realised Grotto was missing. After looking around and calling for him she found only a stone he used a bit of charcoal from the fire to write on, and all it said was 'Arcaea'.

Grotto groaned as he downed his drink nervously at the counter of a bar in the small town of Anterra. He wasn't sure he should be drinking at all given the task he embarked on, but he needed something to relax his nerves a bit. It was a few whispers in the town by his nook in the woods, and he quickly sought more information. When he confirmed the rumor he had to leave immediately or lose his chance- though it pained him to leave Rosemary so abruptly. The last time he sat in this bar he was a normal human, and this was the very place that it all changed. The mythic city of Arcaea was a non existent location that appeared in reality every few decades, it was where witches and sorcerers gathered to inherit new magic from the chaos the location was born from. The witch that cursed Grotto to his equine form lived in a cabin near Anterra, and Arcaea was currently phased into reality not too far from there- there was no doubt she would be drawn there. This was his chance to find her outside of her normal element, and finally confront her! His goal was obviously to be cured, but she could potentially give him an even worse curse...heck, it wasn't beyond her ability to just simply kill him.

Grotto left after a short rest and two drinks- he did not want to waste any time because no one knew how long Arcaea would continue to exist for. He was dressed in a simple black hoodie and blue jeans as he raced toward the mythic location. The forest was not thick here and the trees were small but the land sloped down fairly steeply for some distance around the huge lake. Arcaea was easy to spot from some distance away, and was bordered by a slight distortion in space. It wasn't truly a city at all but rather a city-sized array of monoliths, unintelligible statues, and other runic stone objects. The pathways were shallow stone trenches that allowed mere inch-deep rivers of crystal clear water to flow from. Grotto hid behind stone structures and silent, dormant golems to avoid being spotted by one of the many witches in the area. His target's appearance was burned into his mind so Grotto was able to recognize the witch Pepper from a good distance away.

In spite of Pepper's salty personality, she was very attractive. Though short, her hips and thighs were impressive and on nearly full display. Her robes were made of several layers but all parted in the front to show her full legs off. Her footwear was actually the jawbone of some slain monsters, the long fangs acted as high heels and the rest was strapped to the bottom of her feet with black ribbon. Her petite hands were hidden under sleeves several times too big for her, but are tipped with claw-like purple polished nails, and eight rings each with a different precious stone. Her raven hair framed her torso, reaching her naval in length, tied and weighted in the front around two large bird skulls. Her skin was like porcelain and her lips a vibrant red, her eyes are a dull glowing pink- a side effect of mana exposure. Her breasts nearly matched her head in size, and her collar was stretched low enough to display all of her long, supple cleavage. She wore an ornament made of bluejay feathers and tiny purple forget-me-nots in her hair. She wasn't at all intimidating on her own, but her weapon of choice was quite a sight. The Vehement Pathos was her staff, made of gnarled wood, veining into small branches at the very end that looked suspiciously like fingers of a hand. They cupped a human skull minus most of the lower jaw, and a few vertebrae fragments.

Grotto came out of hiding and approached Pepper, though she was too busy watching the shifting ripples of the water for answers to notice him till he spoke. "Pepper! I have been meaning to speak with you again for a long time now."

She looked at him a moment, clearly not recognizing him at first but then grinned a bit. "Oh, Oswald, right? The stud! Finally come to take me up on my original offer?" She hefted her breasts with her free arm, and they threatened to escape their loose robe confines.

Grotto had to be very careful about what he said. The last time he turned her down he ended up half horse. "No, but I wanted to apologise again- like I said before, I never meant to offend you, I am just not interested. I know you were mad before, but can you please take this curse off?" His voice had the slightest tremble in it.

Pepper scoffed loudly, cracking the end of her staff down on the hard stone. "You dare turn me down a second time? A one-time fling with me, no strings attached, even faced with a curse as the alternative and you dare turn me down?!"

"What does cursing me accomplish though?! It does nothing to benefit you, and simply not wanting to have sex hardly warrants a curse!"

"Says you. But I am the one with the magic and you offend me, so." She was going to turn her back to him in a pouting manner but looked at him curiously. "You can't have sex with humans in your state, or even masturbate. After a year and a half of no relief, you haven't gone mad with lust? Oh lord, you've been banging horses, over me? I don't even know what to say to that."

Grotto was going to speak out in his defense but Rosemary cut him off. "No, he banged me."

Both Grotto and Pepper looked up in surprise, but Pepper was the first to speak up. "Wh- how would....never mind, I don't even want to know how you pulled that off." Pepper visibly shivered at the thought. "And why are you naked?!"

Rose didn't bother grabbing clothes because she moved much faster as a wolf, and tracked Grotto all the way here by his scent. She now sat at the top of one of the stone pillars with her legs dangling off, and her elbows rested on her knees. She looked down to Grotto and could see the nervousness and relief both in his eyes, and smiled warmly at him with a gentle nod as if to tell him this would all work out.

Rosemary shrugged at Pepper. "Weather was nice. You are sure one to question someone's modesty- you go asking strangers to fuck you and then throw a tantrum when they say no. You're like a perverted grade schooler with a magic wand."

Afraid for Rose at the sight of Pepper's eyes flaring in rage, Grotto quickly cut in. "But- but you didn't do it for yourself did you, Pepper?

Pepper looked at him in confusion a few moments, not sure if she should say anything, and momentarily forgetting her fury. "No. It was for Okra. I found her remains entwined in the bark of a tree."

The skull and bone fragments lifted a few inches out of her staff as a ghostly woman's face appeared in a swirling blue mist that seethed from the cracks in the skull. "I have been dead over a hundred years...I only wanted to feel the pleasures of flesh once more. Pepper agreed to host my soul, but if she cannot get anyone to sleep with her..." Okra lowered her head. "Admittedly, she did go way overboard. Punishing you wasn't nessi-"

"Quiet! Don't you encourage him. Witches are hunted by humans without discretion, they deserve all the punishment I can muster! 'Good' witches get walked all over." With a wicked grin Pepper stepped aside and motioned to a stallion reined up behind her. "See my horse Daniel? Odd name for a horse, no? Well I figured he might want to keep it to remind him he was once human. His was a prototype of the curse I gave you, Oswald. Rather than turn equine according to arousal level, he thought he was fine- he didn't believe my curse had done anything. The effect was minor at first and became stronger with each step. Every time he climaxed, he became more horse. Cumming did not give him as much satisfaction as before now though, and his curse affected him mentally as well as physical. A normal human would notice right away that something was wrong, but a dumb horse? Horses are sexy, muscular, and fast but they are by no stretch of the imagination a smart creature. He caught on when it really started to ramp up, he managed to convince a woman to fuck him with the candles blown out so she did not see the state he was in. She felt it though, when his dick doubled in size after he came, and remained hard. He though it affected masturbation only, but nope. Any orgasm at all. You see, his curse didn't do anything if he never came, but once something did happen, there was no way to undo it. In other words...he technically damned himself. He came back to me eventually, four hooves but not in a proper ungulate posture yet. He was smart enough to know he was in trouble and I could fix it, but too dumb to remember the details. So I helped him out a bit, gave him a handy and fixed his awkward problem- removed the straggling humanity. So you see, you got off easy. Though...to be fair, Daniel was a total dick about it too."

Grotto sighed nervously. "Like I said, cursing me doesn't help anyone so why not just remove it?"

Rosemary was much less patient and not at all afraid of the witch and her phantom friend. "Turn him back to normal already or you are going to have loads more trouble than he does." She jumped down to ground level as if to intimidate.

Pepper spat on the ground at that, rolling up a sleeve momentarily. "That's it bitch!" Pepper threw a bolt of blue-white light across the gap between them and slammed it into Rose's chest. "I curse you to the form of a horse too! Like Oswald you will turn while aroused, but like Daniel yours shall be permanent, and your arousal will consume your mind! Be glad I didn't turn your gender too! I once turned a woman into a bull and she ended up fucking her own friend, ahaha!"

Pepper cracked her staff against the ground and her, Okra, and Daniel vanished into a swirling vortex of mist. Rosemary looked herself over, and seen a few glowing blue runes on her torso slowly fading away into her.

She looked at Grotto who was clearly much more upset than she was. "Whatever. I will make her turn us both back now. But where did she go? She vanished using magic so I can't track her scent. She smells of death." Rose cracked a smile. "...Oswald?"

Grotto blushed. "Oswald Vallé, that's who I once was, yea. A-anyway, how are you not taking this seriously?!"

She was glancing at his slightly larger bulge- a result of her full display. "I am! I am seriously going to fuck her up when I find her again!"

"She's gone back to her cabin outside of Anterra most likely- the worst possible place to encounter her."

Rose immediately spun on her heels and started marching in the direction of Anterra. Grotto pleaded with her to stop, and failing that he managed to convince her to at least wait. It was late in the day now and the town was a good ways away, and the cabin still farther, they would have to make a quick camp and sleep before then. They started a small fire in a long field of lush green grass with the odd patches of tiny flowers. Grotto insisted she stay put and gave her his hoodie, before wandering off shirtless to see if he could find some food. Rose fidgeted with her fingers, practically swimming in the hoodie that was two times too big for her. She had no idea what he expected to find on his own, he wasn't fast enough and had no claws to hunt live prey and she didn't have much of a stomach for greens. Sure enough, he returned looking rather tired and depressed. He tossed a few more twigs on their small fire and sat on a small boulder partly sticking from the ground. It was dusk now and the sunlight burned out quickly behind the trees- even if he found berries he wouldn't be able to tell tasty from poisonous without light.

Rose rolled in the grass near the fire, loving the feeling of the soft green grass on her bare legs and ass. She paused when her yes caught Grotto looking at her with a soft smile. He was trying to put his spirits where hers were but was unable to. She smiled at him warmly, the glow of the fire glinting off her pearly white teeth. She told him to trust her, that everything would work out.

"But how do you know Rose? What do you see that I don't?"

She looked a little bashful, but playfully got up and tip toed around the fire to him. "Logically? I don't." She thumped a fist onto her upper chest. "But in here I know. You are too timid, I have faced people like this Pepper before. Brute force is the only way you will win this." She placed a tiny hand gingerly onto his crotch and squeezed.

Grotto grabbed her hand to pull it away. "We can't! If you get fully aroused, you will be trapped as a horse forever!"

She raised her index in correction. "Till we force her to turn me back you mean. C'mon, you know you want to see me as a made just once." She turned her hip to show him a thigh. "Look, I am already a lot bigger."

He could see the muscle pulsing and growing below her skin as her legs bulked up quickly. Her hips gave off soft pops as the bone expanded as well, and as a result of both combined her ass had doubled in size and was nowhere near done. He could see a fuzzy tailbone extend down quickly, and her vagina became puffier and bigger as well, taking full advantage of the roomier hips. Knowing her change was linked to her arousal made it even harder for Grotto to resist. Rose in turn watched the zipper on his jeans struggling to remained closed as the bulge in his pants threatened to destroy them.. They both changed, and the change caused the other to be more aroused and thus change more. Grotto sighed in defeat, he knew there was no way either of them were going to break the cycle at this point, and he didn't want to waste her last human moments trying to argue with her- knowing damn well she wouldn't budge on the subject. He was afraid for her and what would become of them with a third encounter with Pepper. He feared Pepper more than anything else, but as he looked at both the fire behind Rosemary, and the fire behind her eyes he knew one other thing- if he wasn't her lover, he would fear Rose even more.

Grotto looked into the distance as he slipped his pants off over his own growing hips and bulking leg muscle. A nearly full moon was glowing brightly in the sky over the lights of Anterra visible in the distance, but no people or activity so no one likely to see them. As soon as he got his pants off, Rosemary shoved him onto his back and sat on him with her back to him and ground his shaft between his stomach and her already massive ass. Her form as a horse wasn't restricted by her size as a human, so the end size would likely be drastically different. Her legs reshaped and felt no different from turning wolf, except when it came to the hooves. Her toes continued to stretch and grow together to form into the hoof, and as she reached down curiously and cupped her hand over it. She could feel things through the hoof, but not the hoof itself. It was also triple the size of her fist. From behind Grotto watched and matched the growth moving up her torso to try and balance everything out, as her muscular smooth ass was monumentally huge. Her tails hair grew in quickly once the actual tail part was fully formed and she tickled his torso waving it back and forth. Her anus became puffy and black and her pussy became doubly so. Her clit seemed to grow first and became the size of a golf ball before her large black labia grew and swallowed it up. She got off Grotto soon after when she realized she might actually be a bigger horse than he is and crush him if she remained like that. The fire light reflected off a wet path her pussy took on his shaft while grinding. As she got up she removed her top so it didn't get ripped to shreds. Her hips had turned too much for her to walk upright, and she realized that a bit too late. She put her hands out instinctively but landed on her fingertips instead of her palms. As if triggered by the impact, rather than buckle her fingers bulked up tremendously, and in a matter of seconds she had her second set of hooves. Her modest breasts were swallowed up by her barreling chest and her nipples faded away, but dark flesh crept up her underbelly from her moist mound preparing to give her a new set of teats. She stomped her front hooves hard on the ground several times as the muscle bulked up and tightened, impressing herself with the sheer power of this form. She had been captivated by her own changes in the firelight and was caught off guard when she felt Grotto at her pleasure mound. He actually changed faster, partly because her sweet pussy was facing right at him and the smell was driving him wild. His last few changes set in as he pressed his big nose up against her black lips. Rose let out a half laugh, half whicker. Her last changes happened at relatively the same time, the crevice of her back deepened as back muscles fully expanded, her neck stretched pleasantly as both her mane and fur grew in. Her nose broadened and expanded dragging her face out longer and longer. It was hard to see past her own face but it was made easier when her pupils stretched horizontal.

As a stallion Grotto was a shimmering black stud, well hung with a pink and black mottled shaft. His form was well defined and muscular with a shorter mane that was a bit bristly and a long glossy tail. His chin was broad and he had long feeler hairs on it, making him look more brutish, a worker horse- though not as bulky as one. Rosemary however was a big bigger than him, however slightly, and just as well muscled. Her fur like his, matched her hair color of cherry oak except for a few spots. The end of her face, all four ankles, her tail and a patch on her rump, and finally the tips of her ears were all snow white. Her face was more narrow than his, and her mane was many times longer- cascading down over one side of her long muscular neck. She also had long white fetlocks that covered her hooves.

She shook her neck, feeling her mane dance along it as she neighed softly in approval of her stud. He had quickly switched from nuzzling her hot lips and breathing deeply her scent, to licking her inner folds and her huge clit that popped in and out involuntarily. Rose was used to being in control and guiding the flow of their romps, but she quickly realized her horse limbs were not much in the ways of maneuverability. She lifted and put either front hoof down, trying to get used to the fact she was a made, and all she had to do, or really could do was stand there and let him work. She backed up a bit, glancing over her shoulders at him, telling him to move past the foreplay. Normally she was all for the tender route, but the spell amped up her arousal levels so she had an itch that needed scratching. Grotto could easily read her eyes and nodded with a bit of a grunt. He took a step back, hopped his front legs a bit off the ground, took a half step forward, and then back again. Rosemary tilted her head in confusion and then let out a whicker that sounded almost like a chuckle. He didn't know how to get up! She was slightly taller than he was, he was afraid he couldn't jump up that far! It was also funny to see his stiff rod swinging around under him as he moved, needing a warm place to slide into but not quite there. She squat her lower half for him and he wasted no time charging onto her and mounting up. He got it in on the first stroke- he had practice with a wolf, which was like threading a needle compared to this. Rosemary went back to fully standing and he was able to hold on- she wasn't that much bigger. This was the first time in over a year he was able to fully thrust in, not only slamming his hips into her huge round bottom but feeling her moist tunnel swallow him right to his sheath. His thrusts were long and strong, and his large ebon balls slapped in between her huge cheeks. Rosemary was used to getting taken with a tool much too large for her so this was a bit lackluster in that sense, but the rippling muscles between their bodies and the power behind his thrusts was a new kind of pleasure, and the feeling of him covering her was wonderful. They both cried out sharply as they finished and Grotto quickly reverted to human form, causing him to slip awkwardly off her and stagger across the ground backwards before he regained his footing.

He chuckled as he tried to regain his breath. "No fair, falling right after an intimate moment. Now I know how a baby giraffe feels, being born eight feet off the ground." He looked to her with a bit of saddened worry. "...you can't turn back though. I know you are still in there though, I can see it in your eyes." She nodded. "Well...I guess we better get some rest. Walk to Pepper's cabin tomorrow as soon as the sun rises. The longer this goes the more nervous I get." Rosemary made an agitated whiny and swung her head toward her back. "Huh? What...oh, you mean I should ride you? Well, it would be faster. My crotch will be sore as hell without a saddle, haha. Well, we will figure it out tomorrow."

He pat her smooth, solid flank and she turned to give him a clumsy horse kiss. She laid down on her side by the fire and partially curled around Grotto as he laid against her, resting his head on her and went to sleep to the rhythm of her beating heart. The next day woke them with the warmth of the rising sun, and awoke the melodious harmony of tiny songbirds that liked these smaller more sparse trees. Rose shook herself awake, or tried to, before going down to the lake and dunking herself right in. She took a few deep gulps of water with her head completely under before coming back up onto the land. Grotto had to shield his eyes from beads of water as she shook herself off again- her long mane was able to whip water pretty hard. The short pelt of a horse didn't trap water that well so he was able to mount up soon after without getting his pants wet. He rode her with both legs off one side to save himself some cramps- it wasn't as though he needed to navigate her anywhere. She found her own way to Anterra as it was visible from their camp, and he gave her simple directions to the cabin beyond- where the forest thickened and became darker. The cabin wasn't noteworthy at all, and if Grotto didn't know where it was already they could have walked right past it and never known.

Pepper immediately appeared in a burst of energy that remained in the air around her in tiny beads of light. She had sensed them and identified their spiritual power from inside. "So. Returned to me a third time. Ironic, you could have had sex with me in the first place and spent less time with me in the end. And it looks like this pretty horsy is your lover, hmm? How's it feel to be on all fours in front of me?"

Pepper was going to pet her but pulled back quickly when Rosemary tried to bite her. Rose turned quickly and shot Grotto a look that told him to immediately get off her back. She stomped a hoof hard on the ground to intimidate Pepper, but the witch only laughed.

"Oooh, an angry brood mare, I am sooo scared. Maybe I should convert your mind too while you are here. I don't think you realize the full extent of what I could do to a person."

Rosemary quickly pounded her front legs, shaking the earth and lurching forward as if to charge causing Pepper to flinch. Without any hesitation though, Rose did charge right after her fakeout. Pepper dashed back, realizing she was caught between the beast and her house. She rest the staff against the wall and quickly clapped her hands together. When Pepper pulled her hands apart a sword made of condensed ice formed and she held it out toward Rose, stopping her forward rush.

"Stay back you psychopath or for my next trick I will turn you into a corpse!"

Rosemary snorted at her and rushed forward again anyway. Almost fumbling the sword in surprise, Pepper swung and split Rose's throat wide open before falling back onto her own ass.

"Y-you forced my hand! You damn idiot!" Her voice was shaking.

Pepper's eyes went wide as she watched the muscle sinew stretch out and fuse back together, weaving a morbid tapestry inside the wound. The flesh slowly pulled back closed and the wound vanished entirely. Rose grinned down at her, and her flat horse teeth quickly became huge dagger points, and her smile widened. The flesh on the sides of the long face started to tear open to reveal the hundreds of razor sharp teeth went all the way back. Her skull reshaped becoming much more narrow and pointed toward the end and the base of her ears widened. Her mane and the fur on the back of her neck all the way back to her ass equalized, becoming longer and slightly bristly. Her front hooves cracked apart into three claw like segments that still formed a hoof when united. Rose snarled at Pepper, who actually lost control of her bladder at the sight of the nightmare Rosemary had become. The werewolf curse was already set and much stronger than any of Pepper's curses could ever hope to be, causing the two to overlap. She was a horse-sized wolf creature and clearly not too pleased by the witch. It didn't matter what Pepper did, the werewolf curse was unalterable and unbreakable by any living person, and it also meant Rose was virtually unkillabe.

With a building pang of lust thanks to her newer curse, Rose decided to kill two birds with one stone. She turned her back to Pepper who was still frozen in fear and confusion, and sat on her. Pepper's head was slammed down hard against the ground and wedged up between the muscular still-horse butt and the shiny black vagina pressed right into her face, covering it completely. Rose knew she couldn't breath under there, the moist flesh made a good air tight seal. Rosemary held her position for many agonizingly long seconds threatening to suffocate the witch before letting up slightly. She dipped down to mash her puffy equine lips into Pepper's face twice more, till the little witch took the hint and started licking. Okra however also seen an opportunity. The phantasmal skull hovered silently before Rose who did not seem to mind it, so it spun and attached to her forehead. Rose's eyes started to glow red and her breath became visible in spite of the heat. The tips of her longer hairs started to glow blue and give off a ghostly blue mist that looked like wisps of blue fire. Rosemary was still in charge but Okra was now along for the ride, feeling sensations through Rosemary. When Pepper's efforts did not increase, Rose lowered her rump farther threatening her with suffocation. Pepper eventually managed to wedge her hands between her face and the huge vagina to get her fingers in there was well, gently tracing the clit. Even the air Pepper did manage to breath was hot and moist making it rather hard on her. The huge vagina finally started to quiver and Pepper rapidly wiggled two fingers over the clit alone till Rose climaxed and burst all over Pepper's face and chest, soaking the top of her robe that was already wet from the hip down.

The skull fell away, once again dormant as Rosemary stood up and stepped away from the frazzled witch. Pepper sat up, gasping for air and wiping her face the best she could. She glared at the two for several moments before lifting a hand toward them. Grotto felt an odd shift deep inside, and watched as Rosemary's huge form seemed to melt into a colored mist leaving her a normal wolf, and then she voluntarily turned back to a human. Rose went to Grotto's side as he removed his hoodie to once again give to her to cover up, and she clung to his side.

Grotto shook his head at Pepper. "I tried to settle this peacefully, you know I did. I just-"

"Just go." She looked away from them, unable to look into their eyes. "Just go and never return."

Doing her usual trick of snagging cloths off clotheslines in peoples yards, Rose got herself a bottom and Grotto a top and they settled into his favorite bar in Anterra.

Rosemary took the lime off her drink to suck dry. "So, you should test it out, and make sure she actually removed the curse."

He was staring rather intently into her eyes. "She did."

Rose blushed a bit and took along sip from her drink, as if using the glass to hide behind. "So...what now? You are human and I am just a werewolf again. I guess you can finally go back to your old life, though, you should choose a new town, Anterra is too close to Pepper."

Grotto's face brightened, looking happier than she could remember him being. "Hell yea! I can actually have friends and a social life again. Live in a nice house and make an honest living. I don't have to be trapped as Grotto anymore! Oswald Vallé is born again!"

Rosemary smiled timidly, putting her drink down but rolling it around on the table to watch the ice spin. "I am really happy for you. You should find a normal girl to be by you too, you deserve it."

Oswald shook his head, placing one of his large hands on hers. "What are you talking about? You are the only one for me Rose. A real job isn't worth it if I am not working for you! You need to be there to fill that home I plan to buy!"

Rose waved her fingers at him to settle down. "OK, ok romeo. I already knew you wouldn't leave me, I just needed to hear you say it."

He reached over and mussed up her hair. "You knucklehead."

And so Oswald and Rosemary moved into the far away town of Aeronea, ready to start fresh. Oswald felt like a new man, and was much more talkative and energetic now, as he pursued dreams he thought he had forever lost over a year ago. Only now, his dreams were brighter and stronger than ever, because now he had Rosemary at his side. He never would have gotten through his cursed period without her, and certainly never would have beaten Pepper without her! They were all the more a perfect couple, and it was more apparent now than ever, they would never be apart.