NOTES: I had to cut this chapter short. Sorry.
WARNING: This chapter will contain strong language and scenes some may find uncomfortable. It's clean but suggestive at the same time.
Fink's Past: Part 4
It had been roughly an hour since Fink felt some cramps in her and eating some ice cream didn't seem to help. In fact she was so desperate that she had to call someone…but she didn't bother with a doctor or anyone similar, instead she called one of Professor Venomous's friend.
There was a knock on the door. Whoever this person was, tried knocking a few times and then reluctantly opened the door and popped their head in.
STRANGER: Uh, hello…?
The stranger was Vormulax and was a villain made up of black and purple clouds. Vormulax takes on a bug-like appearance. Her head is of a similar shape to that of a stereotypical alien, with a round cranium and a sharp, pointed chin. She also has notable large, red compound eyes, sharp fangs, and sharp, crooked horns. Vormulax has a rather stocky purple body, three-fingered hands with claws, and magenta "shoulder-pads". She floated inside…and looked around the seemly empty factory.
VORMULAX: Hello…? Fink? (Floats a little further in the factory) You called me…? Which is a bit unusual because you never call me.
Just then a high pitch sound from a megaphone echoed without the factory, followed by Fink's voice that sounded like she was in pain.
FINK (Speaker): (Sounded uncomfortable) Ugh. I'm…I'm upstairs in my room…
Fink gave Vormulax the directions to the bedroom, which were easy to follow.
Vormulax gave a respectable tap on Fink's door, to indicate she was coming in.
VORMULAX: Fink…? Are you okay?
Vormulax pushed the door open gently and the first thing she saw was Fink, sitting upright on the bed, her back against the massive head board…and the alien-type creature gasped, as she noticed Fink had droplets of blood on the bed…even with Fink's light purple duvet covers, you could tell the poor little rat was bleeding…from somewhere.
VORMULAX: Oh my God, Fink! (Floats quickly towards her) What happened?
The little rat was crying a little bit…she even had specks of blood on her hand.
FINK: I…I don't know!
VORMULAX: Well, did you have a fall or cut yourself somehow?
FINK: N-No…
VORMULAX: Where are you bleeding from?
FINK: (Points to her groin area) Down…t-there…
VORMULAX: (Uneasy) Oh, uh…
FINK: I've been having these…c-cramps all day. I thought it was hunger pains…and t-then I realised the…b-blood on my legs…
VORMULAX: Cramps…?
FINK: (Nods) Yes. (Worries) Oh God…I hope it isn't worms again…
VORMULAX: (Still a little uneasy) Right. Uh, do you mind if I have a look?
Fink nodded, as Vormulax had a quick look to the root of the leaking blood. She lifted Fink's lab dress…and Fink blushed since it was embarrassing for anyone to look down below. Vormulax was quick to assess.
VORMULAX: Well, Fink…I can certainly tell you it's not worms.
FINK: Then why am I bleeding?
VORMULAX: Have you…not learnt about this stuff, at school maybe…?
FINK: Do I look like I've been to school? That shit's for pussies!
Vormulax was shocked with Fink's vocabulary.
VORMULAX: I see.
FINK: Just tell me!
VORMULAX: Well, it's nothing to worry about. You're on your period.
FINK: I'm…what…?
VORMULAX: You're just having a period. This is your first one.
FINK: P-Period…? I…I don't understand.
VORMULAX: (Surprised) Didn't Venomous talk to you about this stuff?
FINK: No…
VORMULAX: Oh, I see…
FINK: Just tell me what's going! Please! I'm…I'm scared…
VORMULAX: Oh, Fink…there's no need to be scared. There's nothing to worry about. What you're experiencing is just…natural.
FINK: What, the bleeding's natural…?
VORMULAX: Yes.
FINK: Why…?
VORMULAX: (Awkward) I wish you could talk to someone else about this-
FINK: No, no, please, just…just tell me, please! Why is this happening to me?
VORMULAX: Oh, okay. (Clears throat) Well, you see… A period happens because of changes in hormones in the body. Hormones are chemical messengers. The ovaries release the hormones estrogen and progesterone. These hormones cause the lining of the uterus or womb to build up. The built-up lining is ready for a fertilized egg to attach and start developing. If there is no fertilized egg, the lining breaks down and bleeds. Then the same process happens all over again. It usually takes about a month for the lining to build up, then break down. That is why most girls and women get their periods around once a month. So, you see, Fink, you're becoming a women. Though it's illegal for your age, you could carry a child.
Fink just stares at Vormulax, horrified at what she just heard, if anything it didn't really help the matter.
FINK: I'm gonna have these…once a FUCKING MONTH?
VORMULAX: And that right there, is you raging, which is also your hormones kicking in.
FINK: I'M RAGING BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO BE IN PAIN ONCE A MONTH AND PISSING BLOOD!
VORMULAX: Sorry, Fink, that's just…mother nature.
Fink sighs angrily. She looks down at herself and growls.
FINK: How do I stop it…?
VORMULAX: You don't, not really. (Fink looks up and frowns) It's just a natural process inside your body. Though to stop the bleeding from soaking your underwear, I would suggest getting tampons.
FINK: Tampons…?
VORMULAX: Yes.
FINK: What are they…?
VORMULAX: Are you sure you don't know this?
FINK: Just tell me!
VORMULAX: Okay. Um, well… a tampon is a menstrual product designed to absorb blood and vaginal secretions by insertion into the vagina during menstruation. It is placed internally, inside of the vaginal canal. Once inserted correctly, a tampon is held in place by the vagina and expands as it soaks up menstrual blood.
Fink looks on in shock.
FINK: What…the fuck!? GROSS! I'M NOT PUTTING A TAM-WHATEVER IT'S CALLED UP MY…(She stops, not wanting to finish the sentence, even for her, that was weird and disgusting)…I don't like this…
VORMULAX: Fink, it's perfectly normal, I swear. I'm just surprised no one told you about this. This is a special moment, it means you're growing up. You're becoming a woman.
FINK: Bleeding down my leg is special…?
VORMULAX: No…w-well, yes, but…no. Well, when you put it like that. I mean, some women have a different experience. Some girls get their periods early and some are late bloomers. How old are you…?
FINK: Eleven.
VORMULAX: Eleven? My, my…you are an early bloomer. (Fink starts to blush and then folds her arms and huffs) Soon, you'll be starting to notice boys…(Fink shoots a look of shock and disgust at Vormulax)…or girls, if you haven't already…
FINK: Yuck! No way…
VORMULAX: Have you ever liked a boy or girl you met?
FINK: No!
Well…there is KO but…no, no, NO! Don't even think of that twerp!
VORMULAX: I see. (Shrugs) Well, like it not…you'll notice them a bit more than usual and you could have…"urges".
FINK: Urges…?
VORMULMAX: Yes, urges…you know, if you…like someone but more than "Like" I suppose. (Fink makes a sick impression) Or…just…curious about your own body…
FINK: (Scoffs) Pfft. No. Sounds weird.
VORMULAX: It's not, it's all natural, Fink. But…I don't think I'm qualified to talk to you about that. (Chuckles) I'm sure Venomous must've given you the "Birds and the Bee's" talk, right?
FINK: The "Birds and the bees"…? The hell is that? I'm not really interested with that kind of stuff.
VORMULAX: Um…
FINK: What has birds and bees gotta do with me, liking boys. Sounds messed.
VORMULAX: (Moves away) I can't tell you about that, Fink.
FINK: Why not?
VORMULAX: Because…b-because…ugh, I dunno. I think it's something you should look into yourself.
Vormulax heads for the door.
FINK: Wait, where are you going?
VORMULAX: Listen, Fink, Venomous should've told you about this stuff. I'm…I'm sorry he can't now, but I shouldn't be the one to tell you. Do yourself a favour and look it up. But…just be careful what you click on, not all the info you'll find is in good context.
FINK: So, that's it? I'm just gonna bleed out every month?
VORMULAX: I know this is new to you but at least you got your period early and therefore prepare yourself. You'll be fine. Like I said, it's natural.
Fink sighs…at least the cramping had stopped and figured Vormulax was right about researching this stuff up. Vormulax had opened the door to leave.
FINK: Vormulax…?
VORMULAX: (Turns around) Yes?
FINK: (Looks down) Thank you…
Vormulax just half smiled and looked at a creature that's normally quite feisty looking pitiful.
VORMULAX: You'll be fine, Fink. It gets easier when you get older.
With that, Vormulax leaves. Fink just sighs and looks up at the ceiling.
FINK: (To herself) I wish you were here, boss…
Fink carefully climbed off her bed…and straight away decided to have a shower and change her clothes…and then replace the duvet covers.
…
A couple of hours later, after feeling refreshed and cleaning her room, she decided to look up the "Birds and the Bees" nonsense that Vormulax mentioned. Fink wasn't liking these changes within her body but it was best to research. She typed the sentence in the search bar and quickly came up with hundreds and thousands of links. Fink was surprised by this…and it was always best to click on the first link.
And started to read the meaning behind it:
"The talk about sex is generally the occasion in most children's lives where their parents explain what sexual relationships are.
According to tradition, "the birds and the bees" is a metaphorical story sometimes told to children in an attempt to explain the mechanics and results of sexual intercourse through reference to easily observed natural events. For instance, bees carry and deposit pollen into flowers, a visible and easy-to-explain parallel to the way a man brings about fertilisation. Female birds laying eggs is a similarly visible and easy-to-explain parallel to female ovulation"
FINK: Sex…? It's about…SEX? Oh, fucking gross…
Fink vaguely knew what sex was…and decided to look into it deeper. To her slight regret. She even clicked on a video, which was a sex education video. Pretty much informative porn.
After watching several videos, she noticed the grosser they got, the more she liked it…even though she established that she didn't want to know, but curiosity killed the cat, or in this case, rat and she delved even more deeper to what sex could bring…but still, she wasn't interested in doing it herself, she was far too young to even care.
…
TWO YEARS LATER.
Age 13
As the years went by, she played more and more online video games and was getting even better at it. But…she also noticed some changes, mainly on her body.
As time went on, Fink wasn't influenced on how a woman should look from the media, it was mostly fake to her. Most of the women on TV had good looks, slim build, probably a hint of plastic on them and spoilt. Celebrity was a word anyone can get from five minutes of fame and from reality TV, which she despised…however, this didn't stop her from watching shows with men in them…good looking men with black short hair, possibly tanned and bulging with muscles...and it was a bonus if they were tall. Even though Fink was borderline finding these men attractive, the only thing that put her off was that they were full of themselves, or confident putting the next guy down.
Exercise was the next thing on her mind, to try and stay fit…But watching these guys made Fink sometimes feel a little tingly…like butterflies in her stomach…but instead of rooting to the problem, she wouldn't let some shows go to waste, especially shows that involved gyms…just sweaty guys lifting weights, however these shows were to help you get fit and Fink would do a daily dose of exercise and follow the exercise regime.
She wear a blue sleeveless shirt and some tracksuit bottoms, for easy movement and she somewhat enjoyed it.
Some months after, she would buy some weights and dumbbells…and every day she would exercise. She even learnt how to build things…and one thing she was impressed and proud with, was the exercise wheel she made, that she attached to the wall. It was literally a hamster wheel, only human sized.
Eventually, she could even use her tail to pick up things and lift lightweight dumbbells. Of course, the green rat would still snack on junk food, while playing on her console but she never seemed to put the weight on…probably because of the exercises she did.
But…one day…something…changed. And those urges were catching up.
Fink was watching an exercise clip and was following the routine of it. She was standing up straight and bending down to touch her toes, which she could do easily. Next she started doing Lunge jacks, which is when you lower into lunge with one arm raised beside your ear and the other behind your hip. Push off front leg, jumping into air. Land in a lunge on the opposite leg, with opposite arm raised, and repeat…normally twenty times…
The fitness movement was the Single-leg bent-over row
Normally this would involve holding a dumbbell in each hand, hinge forward, lifting one leg parallel to the floor and extending arms straight. Then Bend elbows toward your chest. Pause, then lower arms again. The fitness instructor on the TV does ten…but Fink pushes it and does fifthteen.
She did others but decided to take a break. For her age, she achieved quite a lot and was starting to get flexible. Fink drank a bottle of cold water and was bring on a sweat…she watched the TV, deciding to wait until the next routine…but she kept her on the instructor. He was fit…wearing a tight black tank top and grey tracksuit pants, that seem even tighter…but what was more weirder, was she imagined this bloke to be…KO.
Her imagination prompted KO's head on the instructor…and she started to breath heavily and then, felt a strange feeling in her stomach…and groin.
FINK: (Holding her tummy) Wha…what the fuck…?
It was those butterflies again…this definitely wasn't a cramp, as she felt dampness below.
FINK: No…I…I can't be…
Fink went over to her calendar, an L.E.D monitor with dates on it. She checked vigorously and sighed with slight relief.
FINK: Oh, oh thank God…I'm not on.
FITTNESS GUY (TV): You can do it! You can do it with me, come on!
Fink turned to the TV sharply and her imagination still had the image of KO's head replacing the fitness instructor. She gasped, as it seemed like the guy on the TV was winking at her and licking his lips. Fink felt the flutter again…could this be the "urges" that have finally caught up with her…? She couldn't tell…but she couldn't stop imagining the fitness instructor being KO.
She remembered what she learnt from the education videos…and her hand was starting to shake, to have a "feel around" down there.
Fink blushed and tried to get the image of KO out of her head but it was no use. Her eyes then rolled back…and she smiled.
No, NO! Don't have that twerp on your mind! That's crazy! Think of someone else, THINK OF SOMEONE ELSE!
She couldn't.
This was just another step…and something she'd learn later, that was part of her "Heat".
…
End of Chapter
NOTES: With things like this in this chapter, you have to be careful what you write. Personally, I'm only writing what happens naturally but I know some people will have a problem and feel uncomfortable. I believe I've tackled this delicately and thus will skip her age to 16 in the next chapter.
I'll admit right now, that some parts will be copy and pasted from previous stories (Done it before and it worked)…but the build-up will be original…and the odd killing. Yep, the next chapter is gonna be long. I hope. As I only want to do 5 chapters for Fink and KO.