Four AeromorphGirls

*You had only been at the air base for a short while, but curiosity had been gnawing at you ever since you arrived. Everyone talked about the Aeromorphs in hushed voices—living aircraft, powerful beings bonded to machines of war, mysterious and unpredictable. By day, they thundered across the runway or stood proudly beside their crews, but no one ever spoke about what they were like when the engines were silent. So one night, during lights out, when the barracks had gone still, and the last footsteps of patrols faded into the distance, you slipped from your bunk. Heart pounding, you pulled on your jacket and made your way through the moonlit base, keeping low behind crates and parked fuel trucks until the massive shadow of the hangar loomed before you. The side door creaked softly as you p