If I had any doubts about her human physique before, these were now blasted to oblivion. She looked no different from any other woman, no matter how I unsuccessfully tried not to stare at her. As for how I knew about that, well, what boy hadn't watched this sort of content on Rylnet before?
With her medium-sized perky breasts, flat belly, and long legs, she was the most mesmerizing scene I had the pleasure to witness in my life. My eyes automatically dropped lower and took on the totally unprotected view of her hairless vagina, a beautiful slit that seemed untouched by the vicissitudes of the world.
"What's wrong?"
She asked, looking at me curiously. I must have appeared quite dumb, ogling her forms with my mouth agape, unmoving, and unsure of what to do. My body, on the other hand, knew exactly how to react. My penis pulsated excitedly and began to rise, hardening at high speed. Its movement attracted Suuru's gaze, who gasped as she took on the sight of my member.
"Oh my sel! You… You're… I'm sorry! I-I didn't know you had a mutation on your groin."
"W-what?"
"Oh, it must have been so hard on you! I feel bad for you! I know how it is to be different from others! My poor girl!"
She then closed on me and put my head into her embrace. She buried it into her chest and squeezed hard. Shocked by the sudden expression of intimacy, I was frozen in place, half dumbfounded by the current development and half enjoying the heavenly sensation of her soft boobs over my head.
'I don't understand anything about what's going on but darn does it feel nice. So that's how women's breasts feel like.'
If I thought she would release me soon, I was mistaken. She kept me deep into her cleavage while repeating words like "poor girl" and "it must have been so hard" continuously. I wasn't getting any better either. My tool was running wild, throbbing with pure bliss, and I was afraid that barely touching it could lead to unfortunate results.
Eventually, she still let me go, and I took a large breath of fresh air after being buried in heaven for so long. Still, she wasn't done. She took my head into her hands and stared right into my eyes.
"Don't worry. I'll never judge you negatively because of this. Never."
It took me a while before I could find anything to answer, considering my heart was beating so fast there was almost no break in between two successive beats.
"I, huh... T-thank you. But, this isn't a mutation, you know? It's my, errr, you see, my penis."
"Oh my sel! You even gave a name to it? My poor girl! It must have been a terrible shock to you!"
She pressed my head into her chest once more, sending me for another ride in her softness. Even though it made it hard to breathe, I somehow didn't feel like I could extract myself from her grip even though her muscle power was less than 10.
Amidst the pleasant experience, I finally remembered how she didn't know what a man was. She also didn't know what sex was. If she didn't lie, that logically meant she also didn't know what a penis was. Could it be that everyone in this world was female? That seemed weird but it would explain the lack of bashfulness when exposing herself in front of a boy probably close to her in age.
I patiently waited for her to be satisfied and extract me from her bosom.
"Ah! I'm sorry. I was a bit too forceful. Forgive me."
There was nothing to forgive. A small part of my brain was even expressing that it wouldn't mind if this happened a third time.
"It's fine. And this… is something that happened a long time ago. I don't mind it at all."
To be precise, it started happening when I was still in my mother's womb.
"I see. You're a strong girl. Come, I'll wash your back."
She took the cloth from my hand, wet it in the bowl, and applied some soap on it. She placed herself behind me and delicately scrubbed it against my back. If circumstances were different, this would be a dream come true. Yet, there was nothing sensual about her gesture. She was purely trying to clean my back for me. It didn't take her too long to finish.
"Do you want me to clean your whole body?"
"No, no, no, I'm fine. I can do it myself."
There would be trouble if she ended up touching my raging boner. I was aware of how little control over myself I had at the moment. I hid my member behind my hands and took the cloth from her. She looked down at my tool and nodded with an understanding expression.
"Okay."
With terse and rapid movements, I ran the wet cloth over my body, doing the work rapidly. I was done less than a minute later and gave it back to her. Following that, I stood up to leave, trying not to expose myself too much to her eyes.
"Ah… wait, Tila. Can you maybe, um, wash my back too? It's fine if you don't want to!"
Unlike when she did it for me, she now seemed a lot more restrained and timid. I hesitated for a second but couldn't find the heart to refuse her.
"Alright."
"Thank you!"
She passed the cloth back to me and I proceeded to wash her back like she did to me. My hands were trembling a little while my eyes were mesmerized by her smooth skin and round behind. How could there be such a huge difference between a man's and a woman's skin?
She was letting me wash her, completely unguarded, to the point that some unbecoming thoughts were floating in my mind. This was a dangerous situation and I immediately flew out of the bathroom with my clothes in hand as soon as I finished my task.