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.

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"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.

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"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!]