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Life is good. Every day, after some family time and your studies, you get to go outside and explore! Natural spaces and trees for climbing- some days you stay outside all day until the sun comes down. This is one of the perks of being the child of such important people; you also get a first class education, and can study basically anything you want, though your performance and personal tutors always demand excellence. Sometimes, you like to just relax and be a kid. You have house servants and all kinds of luxurious foods and electronics... though your parents make you do a lot of your own chores to teach you “discipline” and will punish you if you lord this status over the other kids you meet- to prevent you from being spoiled. Still- life is <span class="mu-i">basically</span> perfect.
Of course, things change. You vaguely knew that you weren't going to be a kid forever, and one morning when you woke up with your first period on your bedsheets, you knew it was one such change. You told your parents about it, and they were instantly and totally supportive.
“We're here for you, sweetheart! This is a big day for you.” Your mother would say- your father smiling and nodding.
<span class="mu-r">”Of course- it means you're becoming a woman. Very important!”</span>
Beyond the initial shock when you woke up, you didn't really think it was that big of a deal. Looking at your gentle and so very supportive father- you wonder if he really is <span class="mu-i">that</span> much older then your mother. You are told that young girls are married to older men as it is best for “optimal fertility”; but he really doesn't look any older then she does. It's a Dulioan thing.
<span class="mu-r">”First thing tomorrow- your mother is taking you to the Fertility Doctor.”</span>
<span class="mu-b">”But Dad, don't we already <span class="mu-i">have</span> a doctor?”</span>
<span class="mu-r">”Ahh, yes my darling clever child- but this is a very <span class="mu-i">special</span> doctor. Just for girls. You will see.”</span>
