Awwwwwwww! I loved that story about Mau and Mimi. Can you write more Nufurria stuff please? ^_^

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Lynn was busier now than she ever had been before. People everywhere were calling it the Great Upset. Or the Big Tip-up. She preferred to think of it as the Galactic equaliser.

Anthropomorphics planet-wide, what the Galactics called Uplifts, were freed and in massive refugee camps that popped up anywhere that there was a free space. Often in former Elite mansion grounds. The Elites, in turn, had their property seized, evaluated, and funnelled into a central account.

Lynn had just been one of the culturally eschewed. She’d run a no-kill shelter that -rather desperately- tried to find loving homes for the abandoned, maltreated, and the boxed Uplifts in her area. People had called her a bleeding heart. People had said she was wasting her time and money on serviles. People called her a kook.

Now they called her ‘Ma'am’.

The Galactics essentially made her the administrator pro-tem for an entire planet-sized shelter for Uplifts who were only officially their own masters. And evenly distributing four acres and a mule to all citizens was not a viable option.

For one thing, there wasn’t enough land mass to do that.

For another, there was the entire infrastructure problem.

Spotty was the one who had the idea of using Uplifted administrative assistants to help sort out the legalities. Most were pleased to be asked. And some helped the Galactics with their assessments.

Lynn’s diamond in the rough was Zipper. An Uplifted Iguana who, though he was formerly in the sex work industry and didn’t like it, tended to be very clingy. It wasn’t his fault. He had heat issues. Zipper used that fault as a bonus - loaning hugs to any and all of the traumatised for as long as they needed it.

And she was getting used to him sitting in her lap whenever he delivered face-to-face reports.

A whole planet of scarred and broken people. And the people who made them that way protesting the injustice of their own incarceration.

She could see why the Galactics didn’t like Uplifts.

They had laws against gene-slavery.

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