This choice: Talk to the asari. (Random Asari) • Go Back...Chapter #4Talk to the asari. (Random Asari) by: The Man   John decides to talk to the asari, the human looking a bit too edgy to talk to. The smell fuming off of her was still nauseating so he took in small breaths as he walked closer to her. "Um excuse me..."
"What do you mean you were delayed?" the asari exclaimed, interrupting John. The asari's voice was a low somewhat deep sound not unlike the more rowdy females he had known. "Our sister's 'melding' is happening in a few weeks and she would be crushed if she knew you couldn't make it...I know she knows you are happy for her, but it would mean a lot more if you were actually here...Just please get here on time." She 'hung up' on her sister with a sigh. 'She must be a Matron. A Maiden would at least be irritated.' John mused. After accidentally eavesdropping on the asari's personal life he disinclined to talk with her anymore. Unfortunately, Asari took that moment to notice him. "Who are you?" she asked, confusion and a bit of irritation that he eavesdropped on her face. His mind chose that moment to observe that she had freckles on her face, suggesting human heritage though he could never be sure without asking.
"Sorry, sorry for eavesdropping but I needed to ask you something."
She raised an eyebrow or whatever asari equivalent of an eyebrow was. "If your looking for a guide you have to-"
"No,not that." John sighed, trying to find the best question that wouldn't get him in the crazy house or worse dissected. "This is gonna sound crazy and bit weird but how big do girl's...schlongs get."
"What kind of question is that?" the asari said, tilting her head sideways in confusion.
John racked his mind trying to find a story that would seem plausible. "I got hit quite hard on the head recently, so I don't remember a lot of things that is common knowledge. I'm taking therapy but my doctor told me the best way to recover is to just relearn everything."
The Asari frowned a bit, but the explanation seemed to take. "Okay, fine. If you must know, I am very small."
"Small?" John examined her once more, not buying that she was 'small'. Since he was much closer, he also picked up other details that he missed. The suit dress the woman wore was actually more dress than suit, a black belt John mistook for a black band wrapping around her waist. The dress itself was blue on the sides and black in the center of the chest and around her sleeves. It fit comfortably on her despite the overgenerous assets that jiggled slightly with every movement. Her belly jiggled as well destroying any pregnant theory John might have had. As he got closer, it looked like it really was a pot belly. Again he couldn't help be a bit stupefied by it. He wasn't a doctor but pot bellies 1/8 of that size was not healthy or attractive and yet the asari didn't seem like it meant much. His eyes unconsciously traveling down he noticed her dress split apart around the sides of the legs as it traveled down to the asari's feet to in order to allow flexibility. Well, the dress would've traveled down to her legs if she didn't have a huge package. Her massive sac sat on the metallic floor each a foot bigger than her breasts, half his height but less than half her height of 6'5". Her tentacle dick was a foot thick, a foot and a half thick at the middle, and what looked like about 2 meters of dick rested atop her monstrous babymakers. The top of the pile was almost eye level with him. The tip of her 'dick' came to a donut shaped covering, suggesting a sheath-like function. John couldn't help but do a doubletake when saw the sheath move just like a snake.
"With you eyeballin me like that, I tempted to forgive you for eavesdropping."
The asari's voice shocked him out of his blatant staring. "What-Oh sorry about that. It's just I can't understand that you are...small" John said, rubbing his head in confusion.
The asari blushed, and waved away his unintended compliment. "Oh you're so sweet. You'll probably change your mind when you get your memories back, but still sweet." She looked at John with a smile, her eyes moving up and down. "You know, I could tell you all you need to know in the most simplest way possible."
John knew where this was going. He had experienced this many times before. "You mean...sex."
"Well, that. Or I could show you around my sisters who have a more average size. The name's Asiya Janinus by the way."
John couldn't help but wince inwardly. 20 minutes in this new 'verse and he was already being seduced. He couldn't even take big gulps of air around her much less have sex with her. Sex was beyond him, but he admitted it would be better if someone broke him into it. He could also see her sisters, that might lead to more rough sex. Either way, he needed to make a choice.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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