It Can’t Be Helped

“Why are you asking me that?”

At my slightly blunt voice, Veronica mumbled for a moment, then replied with a look that said, ‘Isn’t it obvious?’

“…You were originally a man, weren’t you? So, you’d know well, wouldn’t you?”

“That… I suppose so?”

Suddenly, I wondered if I really knew it well. I hadn’t enjoyed masturbation enough to teach others about it, and don’t people feel different things…? In that situation, was it really true that I knew more than Veronica? That’s what I thought.

…Rather, hadn’t Veronica used it more than I had?

At least Veronica hadn’t lost her virginity, had she?

“…Don’t you know more than I do?”

“Huh?”

“No.”

Doubtful eyes turned towards my face. I couldn’t take back the words I’d blurted out, so I mumbled an excuse. Fortunately, Veronica seemed not to have heard properly due to the sound of the water.

I glanced at her body, covered in foam, and opened my mouth.

“If you just grab it and shake it, won’t it go down?”

“Grab it and shake it?”

Veronica grabbed the rod and made a motion of shaking it vigorously. It was a bit inappropriate for the situation, but… it was hard to hold back my laughter. Veronica seemed to have seen my face like that, and she shrieked with a flushed face.

“Th-this, I haven’t learned this!”

Then… did she learn how to insert while spanking? …No way, surely not. As I stared blankly at her face with such silly thoughts, Veronica avoided my gaze. She mumbled softly.

“…Wh-what are you staring at?”

Meanwhile, the stiffly erect rod showed no signs of shrinking.

I sighed inwardly and approached Veronica from behind, making splashing sounds in the water.

“Our bodies might… touch a bit, is that okay?”

“Uh… yeah… you… you’re going to do it for me?”

“I’ll just… show you a little demonstration.”

It was a ridiculous thing to say, even to myself. Still, since it was partly my fault that things turned out this way, it would be fine to help her a little.

I pressed my body close to Veronica’s. It felt a little… no, very strange.

My swelling breasts were pressed against Veronica’s body. When the protruding nipples touched her hard parts, I felt a slightly erotic sensation. Her already smooth skin became even more slippery due to the foam. Veronica’s hot body, warmed by the bathwater, somehow felt good. Like an electric blanket in the middle of winter?

But… the bushy tail caught between Veronica and me tickled my stomach. Perhaps because it was soaked with water… it felt a little squishy.

“Ugh… uh.”

“What’s wrong?”

“It’s nothing.”

The squishy, clinging tail tangled with that attached above the crevice, making me feel strange. I hurried, feeling like the atmosphere would become odd if I delayed any longer.

I rested my face on Veronica’s shoulder and reached my fingers past her smooth side. And then… I gripped Veronica’s rod in my hand. It was incredibly… hot.

“Uuungh…”

Right beside me, Veronica’s cute moan could be heard. I thought she might be quite sensitive. With my foam-covered hand, I stroked Veronica’s rod. My slippery fingers moved faster than I expected.

When I gripped the rod as if holding a remote control and stroked it, the mushroom-like part caught with a ‘tik-tik’ sound. On the shaft, I could feel bulging, vein-like parts. Just like… a real male genitalia.

“Ah, Asha?”

The form of that which had now disappeared from me and was no longer visible… was a little… blurry. How long… was it? How thick? All of it was blurry. I felt a little… conflicted. As I unconsciously stroked it harder in that state, her body tilted forward.

Veronica bent her body, on the verge of tears.

“A-Asha, is th-this how you’re supposed to do it? Ah, it hurts…”

“…Sorry.”

I apologized softly and slowly stroked the rod as if comforting a child. It was partly my fault for thinking of other things, but the soap foam might have been the problem. I poured water over Veronica’s rod to clean it thoroughly and started playing with it again.

This time, with meticulous touches, unlike before.

This time, sweet moans began to flow from Veronica’s lips. As I slowly stroked and estimated… Veronica’s also seemed bigger than I expected.

Even while doing that… the memory of what had been attached to me still… didn’t come back clearly. I thought this wouldn’t do. Rather than leaving it solely to my Master-nim, whom I couldn’t contact… I thought it would be better if I started the research myself again.

Since Veronica was here, moaning in front of me… I could get help in many ways.

…Seeing her subdued by a single rod, which could be called small compared to her entire body, drooling from her mouth, made me feel like my faith was a little… disappearing, but… it’s a vital spot, so it can’t be helped.

After moving my hand back and forth on the rod a few times, I saw Veronica letting out hot breaths.

I’ve shown her this much… she can do it herself now, right? With that thought, I looked straight ahead… and saw a familiar face. A face that shouldn’t be seen right now.

The eyes that met mine crinkled beautifully. Immediately after, she started waving her hand as if happy to see us. Veronica also seemed to have noticed then, and she let out a strange sound.

“Asha-nim! Veronica-nim! So you were here! I had a long dream, and when I couldn’t see either of you, Cecil came to look for you!”

It was Cecil. She seemed to have returned to her senses. Her tail was wagging vigorously as if happy to meet us after a long time.

Seeing that, Veronica and I froze, unable to move or do anything. Veronica’s rod was still hard. Cecil, who had come closer, made a surprised face. Cold sweat ran down my back.

What should I explain? When I looked at Veronica, she was flailing, trying to cover her flushed face with both hands.

…It seemed she wouldn’t be of any help. Meanwhile, Cecil, who had approached nearby, clapped her hands.

“So you were doing your morning routine with Veronica-nim too!”

“…Morning routine?”

“….”

It seemed there was no need to make Cecil understand, but this time Veronica started looking at me with accusing eyes. Meanwhile, Cecil cupped her chin at the edge of the bathtub and began watching us. The ears on top of her head twitched.

“Just as Asha-nim watches over Cecil, Cecil will watch over you too! Cecil is fine today because it didn’t get hard!”

…Well, she did… ejaculate so much yesterday. Veronica, who roughly inferred the situation from Cecil’s words, whispered in a voice only I could hear.

“…You perverted bastard.”

“Ah, no, it’s not like that…”

I’m being unfairly accused! I-I just wanted to start the day efficiently and quickly.

“From what she’s saying, it seems you do it for her every day?”

“…You seem to be misunderstanding something, it’s just… Cecil is too healthy…”

“What misunderstanding could there possibly be about that?”

While I was bickering with Veronica, Cecil made a questioning sound. She tilted her head and flapped her ears.

“Aren’t you going to do it?”

…At that voice, I moved my hand. Slowly. Naturally, before Cecil could think it was strange.

“…Even if it’s me, are you okay?”

“What?”

“…That… being touched in front of her.”

“….”

Veronica, whose mind had been preoccupied with accusing me, finally seemed to grasp the situation and her face turned crimson. She mumbled again, covering her face with her hands.

“I don’t know…”

But seeing that she wasn’t telling me to stop… she’s also a bit….

Is it because Cecil is a girl? Do girls… show each other and do it?

…No way.

I gave up trying to understand the situation and continued stroking. From the tip of the rod to its base. Cecil was watching it with an intrigued expression.

What could be so interesting? She has a splendid one herself.

Anyway. When I focused, it seemed Veronica liked having the tip touched. Unlike Cecil, who liked the mushroom-shaped part. Every time I fiddled with the tip, she twitched and expelled something wet.

…Since there was no worry of her going into heat, it was more relaxed than I expected.

I whispered into Veronica’s ear, who was still mumbling something with her face covered.

An excuse.

“It’s not what you think… I was just… collecting a little every morning for research.”

“Re… research?”

“As I told you recently, my body changing and Cecil being created happened almost simultaneously. What should have been there disappeared, and what shouldn’t have been there appeared. So, isn’t it only natural to investigate that?”

…Since I was planning to restart the research I’d put off because I didn’t want to go into heat, it wasn’t a complete lie. It was just a difference of whether or not I put a beaker in front of it; the act itself would be no different.

“Oh… I see. G-getting back to normal is an important matter.”

Veronica nodded slightly, as if she understood. Then she whispered softly to me.

“…It’s going to come out.”

“What did you say?”

“…Ah, the baby seed is coming out…”

At that moment, with a ‘byureuk!’ sound, something hot and sticky started to get on my hand that was touching the tip.

“….”

“Ah, no… uhh… sorry… it felt too good, I couldn’t hold it in.”

“…It’s fine.”

Perhaps embarrassed, Veronica, who had pulled away after ejaculating, fled to the showerhead far away. I also got out of the bathtub… and wiped my hand on the bathtub. It wasn’t enough, as my hand was still very sticky.

“Are you finished?”

Cecil, smiling brightly, spoke up beside me.

“…Yeah.”

Listening to the sound of Veronica washing, Cecil also seemed to need a wash. The aftermath of yesterday remained completely. Her glossy silver hair was soaked and messy with sweat and some unknown fluid, and her clothes… something was dried onto them, so she seemed to need to change.

After telling Cecil to wash, I also started washing again. Because I had to wash again due to the caked-on soap scum and foam.

Cecil, who was washing, wanted to get into the bathtub, so I looked at it… but it was a mess, so I postponed it for another time.

I told Cecil that we would definitely go in together next time… and then, dragging my sleepy body out of the bathroom… a visitor arrived.

Shaking my sleepy head, I went out to check on the visitor. And then, once again, a familiar face appeared.