And the Gender Is…
Chapter Two
Written by: Cartman's Girl
Notes: Whoa, I never thought I'd get so many comments on ONE chapter in such a
short span of time! And Lina (sp?), I am going to include She-Zim. It had been
planned long before you even brought it up. Mwa-ha-ha. But she's gonna be in
another chapter I'm afraid so you're all going to have to wait for that. Now,
back with the Tallest.
~*~
"Is there any major differences?" Purple asked, since the day had began the two
had went back to their normal duties. Sure, they now possessed highly important
reproductive organs but that didn't mean they got the day off. Red smacked her
lips together, finishing off a can of drink.
"Well, I got a hole now so that's pretty weird." She shrugged, before preening
one of her long antennae. "How about you?" Red glanced at Purple. The two had
the 150 year old talk ages ago back when they were smeet's, so neither
remembered the diagrams that well.
"I got a… um… I don't really know how to explain it." Purple glanced downwards
at himself, "Seems to have a mind of its own though."
"Yeah, why's that?" Red asked, leaning over to have a look at Purple's crotch
in case it'd start singing and dancing or something. Purple blushed at this,
crossing his legs.
"I don't know. It just does…" Purple grumbled, folding his arms and looking
away. Red tilted her head to the side, before moving one of his legs with her
arms to have another look. Oooh, she can see something!
"Hey I see it!"
"GAH!" Purple smacked Red's hands away as she was about to suddenly poke at it.
He stood up, hovering away slightly. "Don't do that!" he whined pathetically,
now both hands down over himself.
"Aw why? I'll show you mine if you show me yours!" Red grinned, antennae
wiggling. Purple stared blankly for a while.
"…really?" he asked, that suddenly sparking something in the depths of his
Tallest brain.
"Well why not? It's only fair right?" now note how the Communications Officers
are trying to look really busy right now. Poor fools, they don't know which way
to look without blushing brightly. Purple didn't look that much different
either, now that we bring it up.
"Um… no… not right now…" Purple mumbled.
"Aw, but the thing wants to, look!" Red pointed, surely enough… Purple screamed
hysterically and hovered quickly from the room. Red blinked, sliding back down
into her seat and hanging her legs over it how she always used to.
"Huh, dunno what his problem is." She muttered, sipping her drink again.
~*~
"So, what is it??" Purple whined to one of his Advisors, one who was 160 years
old mind. His name being Marv - raised an eye ridge.
"The action or the appendage?" he asked.
"BOTH!"
"All right my Tallest, calm down… it's just a natural reaction your new member
will do whenever it's aroused. The member's called a whizzer, by the way." Marv
replied slowly, his green eyes remaining steady. Ugh, why did he have to be the
one to explain this thing to the Tallest?
"A whizzer? Huh… all right… but why does it always react when I'm not aroused?"
Purple tilted his head to the side, "I mean, it… does things when I'm talking
to every day Irken's and stuff!" oh it'll take some time to be able to control
his whizzer that's for sure.
"It's just flexing itself my Tallest. It'll do that from time to time, nothing
to be alarmed about. It's called ridgeness." Poor Marv, it was hard trying to
keep the sweat from dripping down his forehead. He knows Purple will probably
ask what he's meant to do with it soon…
"But what am I meant to do with it?" hah Marv! "I mean… how can I stop it being
so… ridgy?" Purple was just full of questions today wasn't he?
"You can't, in public I mean." Marv replied. Purple's antennae tilted, he
looked confused. "There is a way to relax it, my Tallest. But you can only do
that when you are alone and know you will not be interrupted by anyone." Purple
nodded, narrowing an eye and stroking his chin. Or whatever it was.
"I see… and what do I do?" Marv couldn't help it. He sweats. Bad. Then he leant
up, since he was only a head shorter then Tallest Purple, and whispered into
his antennae. Purples eyes widened as the Advisor explained, before paling. "Eeeewwwwww!"
he whined.
"I know it sounds disturbing my Tallest, but to release the pressure is a great
relief. Believe you me." Marv replied gently.
"So… that's like… if I was… doing stuff with a female?" Purple asked.
"Exactly. The sensation is similar to when you put your whizzer into the female's
clicker."
"Clicker, is that what Red's is called? She just said it's a hole." Purple
said, antennae flattening against his head. Purple please, stop with the
questions!
"It is a hole my Tallest… a very sensitive hole. But, I don't think you need to
know how that works." Marv replied. "It's too ICKY."
"Well if it's too icky… okay, thanks Marv. You were a BIG help." Purple
grinned, before hovering off again leaving Marv to wash up his stinky sweat.
Ew.
[To be continued, again!]
