Total pages in book: 80
Estimated words: 74932 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
Estimated words: 74932 (not accurate)
Estimated Reading Time in minutes: 375(@200wpm)___ 300(@250wpm)___ 250(@300wpm)
“Yes, my dear Tam’lah, what is it?” he—or she—asked at last.
“Our dear visitor would like to see your Tails,” Tam’lah told them. “She is in doubt about the meaning of our designations.”
“Of course.” Churr’um nodded at once and twitched aside the long strips of colorful fabric which covered his crotch. At once a long, spotted thing emerged. It looked rather like a male’s shaft I thought, though I could not be certain, as I have only ever seen Baslik’s, and it is not very large. Certainly not as large as the thing protruding from between the “One-Tail’s” legs.
You may imagine my surprise and shock at being treated to this sight but what I saw when Feed’lix also twitched his garments to one side was much, much more shocking.
It was something like the trunk of a pachyderm, or the tentacle of some sea creature. Only there were two tentacles—both striped in black and white as Feed’lix was himself. These tentacles were both as long as my arm and quite flexible—they waved and wiggled in the air in a questioning way, as though they were seeking some kind of target. The only difference I could see between them appeared to be at the very ends. For one of them had a broad, blunt head, much like the head of a male’s shaft and the other had a concavity at the end of it, which looked as though it might lead to some sort of orifice.
But I only had a moment to observe these things before Baslik started protesting.
“Sir! How dare you expose yourself before me in this manner?” he demanded, frowning warningly at Feed’lix. “It is most unseemly—indeed, indecent!”
“I’d prefer not to have sex organs waved in my face, either,” Sark said mildly.
Sex organs? thought I. But they did originate from the crotch. I could imagine how Churr’um might use his singular “tail,” though it made me blush to think of it. But how in the world Feed’lix used his flexible tentacles and who he—I had just about decided to call him a “he” at that point—used them on, I did not know and could not begin to guess.
“Put your “tails” away at once, Sir!” Baslik barked angrily. “We do not need an indecent demonstration of your physical prowess!”
Well, I supposed the enormous two-tentacled beast between Feed’lix’s thighs would intimidate anyone. It was even bigger than the massive bulge I’d seen in Sark’s trousers when he had massaged me. As for Baslik, I was beginning to think that his own shaft must be quite small, compared to the others on display.
I had only seen my husband’s shaft once or twice on which occasions he had ordered me to suck it, since he could not yet breed me. I didn’t like this at all—he had a sour odor and a musky, unpleasant taste, but it wasn’t as traumatic as you might think.
For though I think he would have liked to gag me on it, his shaft was quite short and stubby, not even as long as one of my fingers. So he was quite unable to achieve the effect he wanted and only wiggled it about in my mouth for a few moments before emitting several weak spurts of bitter, salty liquid which tasted disgusting. (I spat it out when he wasn’t looking.)
As I said, it wasn’t pleasant but not horribly traumatizing—it was certainly better than being beaten. But I digress—back to my account of the day.
Both Churr’um and Feed’lix looked surprised that Baslik should be offended by their “tails,” but they put them away, so to speak—which is to say, they used the long strips of fabric they wore to hide their male parts—and Baslik appeared to be satisfied, though his face was still quite red.
“I am sorry,” Tam’lah said to me. “I thought you would benefit from seeing the tails of the other two in my Threesome. I thought it would help you understand our people.”
“Thank you for your consideration,” I said politely, though I thought privately that I was never going to get that odd, double-tentacle-like thing that was between Feed’lix’s thighs out of my mind. Also, I still had no idea of how Fenushian society functioned and seeing their sex organs hadn’t helped to make it any clearer.
“But your smaller One-Tail seems upset by it,” Tam’lah protested, looking troubled. “I hope I have not upset your Threesome.”
“People in our culture don’t usually go around showing each other their genitalia,” Sark explained. “And we’re not a ‘Threesome,’” he added. “We’re just traveling together—for now.” He shot Baslik a narrow-eyed glance.
“I see—you come from a repressed society,” Tam’lah said, nodding wisely. “Most unfortunate for you.”
“Would you like to come with us now to see the Inner City?” Feed’lix asked Baslik. “It’s beauty and profusion await you.”
“I suppose that will be acceptable,” Baslik said stiffly. “As long as no one else exposes themselves.”