Tritonia's Feature Creep (Patreon)

Tritonia asked for some cuddle time with Persephone, her herm shark hybrid crush, so that she can experience physical closeness for the first time since getting her new naga body. Having been a brain simulation running in a canister her whole life, Tritonia's rather nervous. Persephone, however, is more than happy to show Tritonia the intricacies of lesbian herm intimacy and they both soon find out there's a lot more to Tritonia's new body than either of them realized.

Tritonia's Feature Creep
by Zmeydros
(Edited by Stormydragon, Secretskunk, and Sarahvixen)

The hallway of this underwater habitat felt different now that I had a body. All these heavy bulkheads that lined the hallway and the way everything had circular cross sections spoke of an imminent danger due to the pressure of the deep sea. I knew I'd survive if there was a breach due to the durability of my synthetic body, but the frigid water rushing in and sweeping me away had to be an unpleasant feeling: I didn't even like the sensation of cold water splashing on my scales.

Ever since I got this body, I'd learned a lot about discomfort and there was no avoiding the awkwardness I was about to put myself through. Persephone was the only person who could help me because she was the person I kept feeling odd around. Even though I knew my weight and the gravitational force of Earth hadn't changed, I felt heavier as I slithered down the hallway toward her bulkhead door.

Outside Percy's door, I depressed the thick button on the intercom box that had been last updated in the eighties, noting the overabundant tactile feedback of the physical switch inside. As I waited for her reply, I marveled at the odd double reflection that was occurring between the door's small, thick glass porthole and my pearlescent white scales.

"Hello?" Her soft but confident voice came through.

"Hi, this is Tritonia and I need your help." I held my hands in front of myself, something I'd been doing a lot lately and wasn't sure why it made me feel safer.

She pulled the lever that unlatched her door and I moved to the side so it could swing open into the hallway. "Did something happen?"

For a moment, I was too busy staring at the way light glistened off the tiny tan scales that made up Percy's oddly reptilian shark hide. Her extreme level of hybridization explained why she had two prehensile cocks and other odd features, like her long tongue and dragon-like tail. The lacy light-orange top she had on hinted heavily at her pert cleavage while the large bulge in her dark gray leggings made me stare even more.

Leaning back, she made her bulge even more obvious. "Did you come here to ogle me? Is that what you needed help with? Not that I'm complaining, I feel like a goddess right now."

My cheeks buzzed with tenderness as a blush formed and my lower torso ached. "What happened just now is what I need help with. My body reacts strangely to being around you and I keep wanting to be in close physical proximity to you, closer than is acceptable in a professional setting. I want to better understand what's going on so I can give a full bug list to Helja and get this new body fully functional."

"I doubt it's a bug: half the base stares at my bulge when I'm in these leggings. But the part about wanting to be in closer physical proximity, that I can help with." She stepped to the side and waved me in.

I slid over the lip of the door, nearly falling due to being tickled by the rim the bulkhead sealed to while I was traveling over it.

She reached out to catch me, saying, "Whoa, easy there. Are you dizzy?"

"Certain textures and geometries feel haltingly bizarre when I try to move across them. I'm getting used to things gradually, but the whole process is irritating." My tongue flicked out to sample the air the moment her hands met my abdomen. I got something sweet and something tangy, both worsening the heat that was building up inside me. It was like being nervous, but not as sharp.

She let go of me. "I'm glad I learned to walk as a baby because I can only imagine how annoying it is to learn as an adult. My feet used to get tickled by stiff carpets."

I closed the bulkhead behind me, turning the wheel to seal it fully. Tension in my shoulders released the moment I was fully inside. Knowing I had privacy was soothing.

Persephone's long, cylindrical quarters had lost something when Pepper moved out. There were no little stuffed animals and fewer clashing colors from mismatched senses of aesthetics. Pepper had made Percy's quarters look more like a home because left to her own devices, Persephone was the type to prepare for being uprooted at a moment's notice. Everything was in zippered bags or open cases, even her stash of canned fish and her pile of cool-looking bottle caps had their own closable containers.

Leading me to the bed, she said, "For starters, I think we need to get you some cuddles."

That sounds nice, I said, following her up onto her bed where she settled in next to me.

Her tendency toward utilitarian sterility relaxed somewhat around her queen bed and the cubby-hole headboard Helja had made her. Some cubbies had personal photos from before she'd been transformed into a herm shark hybrid. They showed many locations in southern France and other places she'd traveled in her past life as an international thief. Other cubbies had coins and currency from all over the world in them.

I was currently marveling at her collection of Australian paper money which was gorgeously vibrant and colorful with intricate line drawings of important Australian historical figures.

"Pretty great, isn't it? I can't decide whether Hong Kong's incredible color combos and futuristic geometric designs beat it out or not." She grabbed the ten Hong Kong dollar bill and held it up.

It had comet-shaped flower petals sweeping out into a spiral and thin blue and mauve rectangles making a weave under that and other patterns. I stared into it for a moment. "That's the most amazing currency I've ever seen."

Handing it to me and then laying next to my long, snake-like lower half, she hugged me against her. "I can stop if I'm overwhelming you. I know you haven't had a body that long."

Her warmth against my scales, especially the softness of her breasts as they compressed against me, was more than welcome. "That feels very nice." I set the Hong Kong bill back in the cubby she'd gotten it out of.

"Helja did one hell of a job." Persephone ran one of her webbed hands over the area where my hips met my naga tail.

Tingles from her touch went all the way up to my scaly cheeks and spread across my cobra hood as it expanded wider. As that happened, I made this sound, like a breath drawn too fast.

She pulled her hand away. "Sorry."

Warmth was still spreading out from where she touched me. "No need to be sorry. I made that sound because it was surprisingly pleasant, not because there was a problem."

Putting her hand back on my exposed scales, she caressed me. "How does this feel?"

Looking at her beautiful hybrid shark snout, I smiled. The sensation of my lips pulling more taut against my snake-like jaws was still a bit alien and distracting. "Comforting and...warm? Not just the heat of your hand, warm inside?"

"That's what humans feel from touch like this." She applied more pressure.

I let out a rather audible sigh and then put my hand over my mouth so fast that I made my breasts jiggle in the confines of the POSC jacket I was wearing.

She giggled. "It's so cute to see you keep experiencing new things."

"I'm glad you're enjoying it. I feel like I got a body only to be constantly not in control of my own faculties."

"Being in control of one's faculties all the time is a lot less fun." She slid her hand down my side.

Despite this body having multiple methods of maintaining its temperature, I felt warm enough that I had to unzip my jacket. The weight of my breasts was more apparent the moment that extra bit of support was removed. "I don't understand. How is it less fun? It seems very inconvenient."

Percy stopped for a moment, thinking. "Lots of my best ideas come from random inspiration. Then there's getting infatuated with people, falling in love, getting horny, the thrill of testing your balance, and laughing so hard you cry. Lots of good surprises, things that make life memorable, wouldn't happen if I had full control of my faculties."

"Perhaps, but I've spent most of my time confused ever since I got this body. For instance, being around you makes me both more tense and more relaxed than when I'm with other people. I can't stop oscillating between those two states, while overall more content around you."

An intense smile that showed some of her pointy shark teeth spread across her muzzle. "It actually makes perfect sense if you're infatuated with me."

The way she was looking at me and what she suggested made my entire front warm and my cobra hood expand all the way. "Inexplicable attraction...Yes, that word fits. But I can't actually experience attraction, can I? I'm synthetic."

She grabbed my snout with both hands and looked into my eyes. "That's not true and you know it. You asked to talk to me alone tonight, you compliment me often, and you have a sense of aesthetics and told me I was beautiful the first time you saw me in this form. Heck, you watched me get off for the first time after I transformed and dealt with me being insanely horny before that. I'd be surprised if you didn't have some sort of reaction, especially if you found me aesthetically appealing."

My groin started throbbing as I recalled, in full detail, Percy guiding her twin prehensile phalluses into her sex and pleasuring herself. "True, I do find you aesthetically pleasing, but Helja made it so there's physical sensations associated with my internal thoughts and feelings. That, and other features she gave me, detract from my overall utility."

"Helja just made you like anyone else out there. It's part of having a mind-body connection. Part of being alive." She stroked further back, cupping the curve of my hip.

"True, but without physical sensations, it's easier to resist acting on thoughts and feelings." My chest tightened. I wanted to do something with Percy, but I didn't know what. It was this vague urge to be closer to her.

"There's many thoughts and feelings that it's bad to act on and I agree that finding them harder to resist is more dangerous, but what reason do you have to resist acting on good impulses? Like your attraction to me?" She pulled herself up against my side.

The tingling in my groin became an ache. "Having attraction I have to act on is like my body having breasts: completely tangential to my role on this base."

"Do you feel like your breasts don't belong there?"

I shook my head. "Having a feminine shape fits with how I see myself, but they could be tiny breasts with no real heft to them and they'd be less encumbering. I've found I can flatten them against my torso to keep them from bouncing, but the added weight still exists. As I have no reason to attract sexual attention from the crew, I do not see a purpose in their size."

"Charlemagne had a similar thought process where everything that wasn't directly relevant to her job wasn't worth her attention. If having your life completely consumed by your work was truly a good thing, she would've weathered her transformation a lot better." Her hand rubbed along my abdomen, up toward my chest, feeling my thick belly scales. "Part of the reason she broke is that she put all her stakes for her happiness and worth on her position."

"I've never had a life outside my primary functions assisting the POSC. It's completely alien to me to have a life of my own."

"Just because it's alien doesn't mean it's bad. If you're going to be commanding an entire team of humans, don't you think it would benefit you to learn how they experience life? What their needs are and how they socialize?"

"I see your point, but do you think experiencing intimacy is essential to my understanding?" I resisted the urge to rub myself against her warm, muscular body. It was yet another strange urge and I couldn't imagine what it would accomplish.

"Maybe you don't need intimacy at all, but if you don't follow some of your urges or indulge your new capabilities, you're never going to know for sure what you like and don't like."

"I've watched over two-and-a-half thousand hours of pornography and read extensively about human relationships while observing interactions surrounding me. I'm certain I'm bisexual and am interested in a wide array of sexual acts, but so far, you're the only individual who I've become infatuated with. What more do I need to know?"

"I once read everything about a safe I had to crack and found an exploit which required drilling a hole in the safe. It was early in my career and I'd never drilled into metal before. I'd drilled into a bunch of other things just doing handyman sort of stuff, so I assumed it would go fine and told my crew that I had it handled. When it came time to drill the safe, however, I couldn't stop the damn bit from wandering all over the front of the safe and had to call for help. Turns out in everything I read, they assumed I'd be an expert at drilling into metal and I didn't know to use a punch to make a divot so the drill bit wouldn't walk. Watching or reading stuff can give you tons of information, but until you actually experience something, there's going to be some missing information." She looked at my breasts during a brief pause. "For instance, you were complaining about the size of your boobs. Has anyone ever touched them? Because mine feel incredible in someone else's hands; I wouldn't give them up for the world."

"No one's ever touched mine." My cheeks and hood felt very hot. I wasn't aware blushes could get this intense.

"You ever touched another girl's breasts? Her feminine parts? Her masculine parts?" She was grinning because she lightly pressed the bulge in her leggings against me when she said "masculine parts."

My whole body was throbbing. "No, I haven't done any of those things."

"Aren't you at least a teensy tiny bit curious what any of that feels like?"

"Yes." Every muscle I had was tense, but I didn't want to pull away. I could feel her sheath and her sizable balls through the fabric of her leggings.

"Isn't that a good enough reason to explore it with a willing partner?" Her hand was about to touch the yellow blouse I had on.

"That's very sound logic. I cannot know my preferences if I refuse to try new things." I sighed. "What will I do, however, if this exploration becomes a distraction that detracts from my primary functions?"

"That's like worrying that you'll get addicted to gambling by playing one game of bingo." She laughed. "But if you get addicted to sex or something, Helja made that body and I'm sure she can tone things down for you. And you don't even appear to have genitals, so all you'd be able to get up to is oral and other light stuff. With your personality, I bet you'd get a lot out of pleasuring someone else. But you also might find out you don't have much interest beyond cuddling. So, what's it going to be? Are we going to sit here and speculate or get naked and be scientific about it?"

It took me approximately two and a half seconds to consider the situation before I came to the conclusion that she'd made a very well-reasoned argument. Even if I asked Helja to turn off all the new sensations and put my body into a more neutral state, I'd still remember the feelings I had for Percy and this moment where I was feeling the closest thing to sexual arousal I'd ever felt. "Get naked and be scientific about it."

"That's my girl!" She took off her top and then her sports bra, revealing two gorgeous round breasts.

After that, she helped me out of my jacket and top and my own sports bra. Rolling off the bed, she stood beside me and pulled her leggings down with her panties so I could watch her heavy ball sac swing free below her sheath. Then she walked up to the edge of the bed, grabbed my right hand, and led it to her balls. "You've been staring at my bulge all night. Why don't you touch it?" Letting go of my hand, she grabbed my right breast.

I gasped and shivered as my hand found her huge, plum-sized balls and the soft sac that contained them. The tips of my fingers felt the warmth of her pussy which was hiding behind them.

Pulling her hand away, she asked, "Should I keep going?"

"Yes, please!" My voice held more urgency than I intended.

Before, she'd barely been pressing on my bosom and it had tickled a bit, but now she was applying more pressure. Moans escaped my lips for the first time since I'd gotten this body as my nipples swelled with arousal. I felt so vulnerable and yet so comforted by these actions. In addition, her balls felt very nice in my hand and the wetness behind them made my groin ache deeply. Then the twin heads of her penises pressed out of her sheath, stretching it wide. She must've been holding herself back earlier because several inches spilled out within a dozen seconds. As she started pulling on my nipples, I wrapped my hands around her phalluses, feeling like I'd been hit by an electric pulse. They moved in my hands, curling and uncurling while making waves. They were so slick, so powerful, and so big. I wanted to do something with them, but I couldn't think of any specific act.

My whole body felt sensitive, radiant with potential while my nipples sent overwhelming waves of pleasure through me. Suddenly, I couldn't take anymore. "Stop!"

She stopped immediately, taking her hands back. "Everything okay?"

I took my hands off her cocks. "Yes, just too much unfamiliar sensory input."

"Well, it's good we stopped there because my knees were getting weak. Can I straddle you instead?"

"Yes, that sounds nice." I lay on my back and scooted over to the middle of the bed. As I did so, my long snake tail shifted in waves of motion that I still found captivating.

Climbing onto the bed, she swung her left leg over my hips and lifted her balls before sitting right on my groin. Something about the way her wet labia kissed my scales got me to moan and writhe under her. Pressure built in my groin, right under her. My hands went to her dicks and started stroking while her hands went to my tits and her mouth met mine. At first, we just kissed with our lips, but then she started licking at my lips and I opened my maw to let her do more. My long forked tongue met her thicker, more muscular one. Even though I didn't technically need to breathe, I was panting from my serpentine nostrils. My whole body was so warm, so in need of what we were doing.

The sensation of her sex right against my groin while her balls bounced on my scales and her cocks squirmed in my hands got me to start thrusting upwards over and over. The pressure in my groin reached an unbearable intensity and just as I was about to break the kiss to ask her to get off of me, something pressed out of a slit I didn't even know I had. She yelped and then moaned into my mouth as I felt her labia part for my newly-discovered hemipenis. Both shafts were entering, stretching her hot silken folds wide. It was so impossibly hot inside her and I could feel her twitching, hear her moaning into my mouth as she started bouncing atop me, clapping her long smooth tail against mine.

As her buttocks slammed against me over and over, another spike in pressure just under the slit for my hemipenis was followed by my flesh swelling up and parting. At the front of the slit was a large pearl that was incredibly sensitive and it was surrounded by thick labia that were every bit as puffy and wet as hers. Every time she plopped down on it, the pressure and motion caused a wave of pleasure to wash over me. I could feel my own labia sliding over each other, rubbing my clit. It made my pricks feel even more sensitive.

I didn't have time to process these new developments because, for the first time in my life, the sensory information from my body was consuming all my bandwidth. Thoughts were replaced by actions as I wrapped my tail around Percy's waist and used that grip on her to thrust harder and deeper. Somehow, even though I was overwhelmed, I wanted myself and Percy to have the best experience possible. On top of all this, it was fascinating. My phalluses were rubbing against each other as I pulled out and pushed back in, she was rolling her hips which kept things new because my shafts kept changing angles, I could feel her muscular walls twitch and stretch, her cocks were undulating in my grip as I stroked them, and I was getting an ache somewhere under my pricks as the pleasure seemed to be leading somewhere, somewhere I was eager to follow.

Breaking the kiss and slowing down, she said, "Fuck, feeling that giant wet mound under me is driving me crazy. Does it feel good?"

"Yes! It's fantastic!" I was barely able to respond.

She pulled my hands off of her pricks and put them on her breasts. "Let's save these for round two, then."

"Round two?" My whole body tingled thinking about her putting her twin shafts inside me and that pressure under my shafts got stronger.

"Since we're both herms, we can do the good ol' herm switcharoo. I'm up for it if you are." She grinned.

"Our bodies are incredible." I shoved up into her, gasping as I felt her heat surrounding the entirety of my shafts and my pussy pressing against her muscular buttocks.

"Yes they are!" She cheered as she ground atop me.

Using my tail's grip on her torso, I got us back into a rhythm and immediately felt like something was going to happen. My moans got frantic and high-pitched.

"Don't hold on, just cum in me." She clenched around my pricks and gyrated wildly.

It didn't even occur to me that I'd been holding back, but when she asked me to cum, I thrust harder and faster than ever before. The pressure below my shafts released as my pricks contracted from base to tip. While thick semen traveled up my lengths, I screeched and shivered and then I was gasping and writhing under her, making several little thrusts as I pumped an alarming volume of cum into her. Even though only my pricks were doing the work, every single millimeter of my body experienced intense, unwavering pleasure. The sensation was sharp and violent, but in a good way and her toying with my nipples as it happened only made it better.

She squeaked and then gasped and then screamed while her inner muscles rippled in waves across my pricks as if to squeeze out every last bit of viscous warmth. For a moment, I thought she'd lost her mind because she was grinding so wildly atop me. A few seconds later, however, she orgasmed again, digging her blunt claws into my tits.

Somehow, I managed to put even more inside her. Well, not exactly inside her. It was flooding back out and the mess was getting rather extreme.

After she came to rest, she flopped onto my front. "Geez, you cum as much as Helja."

"Why it made sense for my body to be capable of this, I have no idea. But it did feel exhilarating and I don't know if I've ever felt happier to exist."

"Oh, I think you can be happier than that." Her snout was against the side of my cheek and it felt odd when she spoke.

"You do?"

She sat up and then lifted herself off of me, cum dripping out of her to add to my soaked groin. Then she sat on my snatch while lifting her balls. I felt her still-gaping, cum-slicked pussy lips press up against my much larger ones. "Yes, we haven't done the herm switcharoo yet."

I couldn't speak. It felt like being kissed, but so much more erotic. Her clit was rubbing against mine and both of us were squirming, making it even more pleasurable. I adored how her labia kept slipping between mine, but each time it happened, I got frustrated that nothing was going further in. My pricks were laying against my abdomen, over a foot long, larger than necessary like everything else Helja had given me. Percy's lengths were sliding up the sides of mine, teasing at them while she gyrated atop me.

My hands went down to her shafts and started stroking. I needed these shafts. I needed them so badly that I felt empty.

"You want these inside you, don't you?" Her shafts made waves in my hands, showing off how strong they were.

I moaned, my pussy twitching under her. "Yes, so much."

She slid backwards, slipping her dicks out of my grasp before wrapping them around each other and parting my snatch with them. As her tips entered, she couldn't take her eyes off of where our bodies met. "Ngh! Your gigantic cunt is so hot!"

"Haah! This feels incredible!" I grabbed my nipples and tugged on them as my pricks throbbed, getting fully hard again.

She was sliding in easily, but it still felt tight in there and, as the girth of her twin shafts challenged that tightness, I got immense pleasure. So much pleasure that I both wanted more and also wanted her to slow down. My indecision resulted in her slowly stuffing me with her thick cone of coiled cocks. The deeper she got, the less empty I felt and it was a struggle to believe we were actually doing this. That mild obsession and inability to get her out of my mind now made perfect sense. This is what I'd wanted, this closeness, our bodies intersecting intimately both ways, one after the other. It was so gratifying because my body could finally express the full extent of my attraction to her.

Stopping her thrusting and uncoiling her cocks, she stirred up my inner walls, making waves and exploring. The back of my snatch, a couple inches in, was a bit rougher. There were unevenly-spaced horizontal ridges that were largest in the back but went all the way around to the front, getting less defined as they did so. They were very sensitive and Percy was experimenting with different shapes and styles of movement. I was so distracted as we both moaned and gasped, that I didn't notice her lean down and take my right nipple into her mouth. But the moment she started sucking that nipple and rolling the other one between her fingers, my pussy came around her dicks. My dicks were pinned between our toned bellies, throbbing as I felt her muscles twitch every time she made a little thrust to go along with her prehensile-dicked antics. That only made my orgasm more potent and I was arching my back and hissing, not in control of my body at all.

Humans often treated sexual details like they were shameful, but I thought it was beautiful that I was orgasming around her dicks while the result of my previous orgasm was still leaking out of her pussy.

Every thrust she made after my orgasm ended was accompanied by her widening the corkscrews she was making with her shafts. My body just kept stretching for her while her lips found mine and she kissed me deeply. Tilting her muzzle to the side, she gave me the deepest kiss she could, our mouths mingling as much as our bodies. I wrapped my tail around us, holding us against each other and restraining her legs. She made sharp thrusts into me over and over, my own wetness starting to dribble down my sides. I even enjoyed the sound, a rich squelching that anyone would recognize as someone getting thoroughly stuffed. There was a sizable bulge in my abdomen that was pressing up into the space between us, letting both of us clearly feel her pricks move inside me. By the time she found my limit, her cocks were in thick coils that titillated the ridges in my snatch so much that I was seeing bright points in my vision, and my own pricks were quivering. My labia were spread so wide open that my clit was exploding with sensation. I felt so vulnerable, but in a new way. Before I'd been vulnerable because I had no body to protect myself, now I felt vulnerable because Percy was spreading me so wide I was feeling immense pleasure and I was...oh wow...I was going to...

"OH PERCY!" I cried out as I came much harder than the first time, the pleasure shooting up my phalluses too as my entire body felt like it had been hit by an EMP. My pricks throbbed heavily as my cunt clenched around her shafts wildly.

"NGH! TRITONIA, FUCK!" She cried out as she made thrusts so quick that it was practically a sustained vibration. Then her pricks pulsed and undulated inside me, shooting thick creamy warmth that made my ecstatic release completely exceed the bounds of what I was already experiencing.

We were grasping at each other, holding on for dear life as our bodies writhed on her bed, my body too overwhelmed to keep her held fast within the coils of my tail. In this moment, I was more aware of my physical presence in reality than ever before. And that awareness only increased when she grabbed my dicks, leaned down and nestled them in her cleavage while she drank the last several spurts that came out. The sensation was so exquisite that I felt it in my clit too. It took almost five minutes for me to return to my normal, more analytical state of mind and even then I was just staring at the ceiling ruminating about the unfathomable experience of sexual closeness.

She settled in against my front, getting my fluids all over her torso, and just stayed there breathing deeply into the crook of my neck. Six minutes later, she spoke drowsily. "I loved how you just went for it once we started getting naughty."

"I loved how you took my virginity both ways one after the other. I'm astonished with how at peace I feel right now."

"Me too. Sex is easily one of my favorite things about being alive." She gave me a lazy squeeze. "Your new body is incredible and I think it fits you so damn well. I'm assuming you feel the same now?"

"There's a lot of annoying factors to losing the simplicity of being a brain simulation in a canister, but I feel magnificent and I think I know what people mean when they say 'I feel sexy' because my form is so aesthetically and tactilely attractive. My breasts may store energy and have the ability to make a nutritious protein drink, but they still seemed impractically silly until you touched them. If I'd known I had penises and a vagina earlier, I would've thought the same about them. Now, however, I think they're incredible. To think I could've lived the rest of my life without experiencing an orgasm is existentially disturbing now." I kissed her forehead.

She kissed my lips. "Well, you can come to me for them as much as you like. Or just to cuddle and hang out. You're unlike anyone else I've been with and I find your differences both fascinating and endearing."

"Helja has to be more fascinating than me," I said.

"She's not fascinating, she's outright alien and I don't mean that as a joke. Her thought processes and her goals and even the way she's sexual are all bizarre in a way that makes it hard for me to just hang with her. You're like a human who was catatonic her whole life and now suddenly has the ability to move around and cum. Helja's like someone who took far too many drugs and can't see reality from a human perspective anymore."

I nodded. "Yes. That's an apt explanation. I understand what you meant now and can say that I enjoy you in much the same way you enjoy me. You are also fascinating and endearing."

"Aww, thanks." She gave me a squeeze. "Little thing about body language: you don't need to say 'yes' if you nod. You can just do one or the other. People will find it odd if you do both in most contexts."

"Noted. When we were having sex, I noticed you said 'cunt' and I clearly remember that you had difficulty using explicit words to refer to female anatomy when we first met. Did something change?"

"Oh, that." She laughed. "Charlie got sick of me finding ways around saying 'pussy' and has been drilling me on saying it and all sorts of naughty synonyms."

"Well, you can thank her for me." I smiled. "It makes communication a lot more efficient."

"Are you sure I should let her know we're having sex?" she asked.

"Absolutely, I will not hide my personal life from the rest of the crew. It didn't do Charlie or Pepper any good and I will not repeat their mistakes. You may tell anyone anything about our experiences together that you deem fit to tell them."

"Wow, you seemed a bit embarrassed at first, why aren't you shy about people knowing what we just did?"

"I was nervous because I was very attracted to you and didn't understand what that meant or what would happen because of it. I'm still very nervous about what you think of me, but I am not embarrassed about what we did. It was the most enchanting experience of my life." My vision got blurry. "Huh. Something's wrong with my eyes."

She propped herself up on her arms and looked down at me. "You're tearing up, hon. I think you're just really happy."

"So happy I'm leaking fluids?" The tears fell down my cheeks.

"You've seen people do it before, haven't you? People having a happy cry?"

I nodded. "It just never quite made sense and I can't say it makes sense now that I'm experiencing it."

Grabbing a corner of the sheet, she wiped my eyes. "It's another one of those silly human things that Helja gave you, but I think it's kinda awesome." She sniffled. "I'm really happy too."

THE END

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