I was sitting in a quiet corner of the training wing, looking through a window at the snow gently falling on the barren landscape outside. Time was slow to kill.
"Ah, there you are," I heard from behind me. "I was looking for you! Just wanted to check on how you were doing."
I turned around. It was MD17, smiling, cuter than ever. I was stunned, and my gaze fixated on her hips. They weren't as broad as KS12's, but still captivating enough.
"Awkward," she murmured. "I see your libido has returned. That's good! It means the differentiation is coming soon!"
I shook my head. "Sorry, it's just..."
"Don't worry," she said, sitting beside me. "I understand. I've had countless occasions to witness how hard it is to fight your hormones. And, well, I've grown accustomed to it. Sometimes, being sexy is a curse." She giggled.
"I thought you'd be mad at me," I said.
"For staring?" She laughed.
"No, for getting upset and leaving the infirmary."
"Forget it! You're going through hard times."
"For lying to you," I added.
"Lying to me?" she asked, surprised.
"I asked you if you did something to me, remember?" She nodded. "Well, I knew it wasn't your fault. I did something on my own. I made General HP07 very angry, and you had nothing to do with it. I'm sorry I tried to blame you for my mistake…"
"Shhhh! It's fine, don't worry!" she said, caressing my face.
"What are my odds?" I asked her. "Honestly…"
MD17 sighed. "Oh, One... Listen, I was once in your shoes. Kind of: I wasn't a squadron leader. But I also dreamt of becoming a fighter. And I could have been an okay bug killer, trust me. But life steered me in another direction. It didn't turn out too bad, after all."
"Try telling that to KS12! I heard her crying last month in your office after getting pregnant."
"Ah... Pregnancy. Life can't always be good or bad. We all have ups and downs. KS12 does too! Teaching you brings her a lot of joy and pride! She mentioned that you're promising students."
"Yeah..."
"Not convinced, are you? You're a clever kid, sometimes. So, yes, pregnancy and childbirth are demanding for all of us. I've been through it once already, and that was enough to make me not want to experience it again. I do not doubt that KS12 spared no details in her lessons. But men also face tough times. You have no idea. Trust me, women have better odds when going through hard times than men."
"My brothers will need me..." I whispered.
"Oh yes, they will," said MD17 with a sigh, gazing into the distance through the window. "You have no idea how much they will," she added, bringing her hand to her mouth and mimicking sucking a dick by pushing her cheek out with her tongue while slowly jerking her hand.
"I meant on the field!" I exclaimed, repulsed. "Leading them!"
"One... Let's be realistic," said MD17, placing a hand on my shoulder. I flinched away from her touch, offended. "What I mean is, no matter what unfolds, you'll be okay. You'll see! And I'll do my best to support you."
"Why?" I asked, feeling a tear rolling down my cheek. "Are you pitying me?"
"Oh, One! Sometimes you're so stupid! Because I like you! I've encountered many people, but few would make an excellent fighter and carer. That's quite rare, you know? You remind me of KS12. Let me tell you something. Regardless of how your assignment pans out, even if you become a fighter, don't forget the carer within you. And vice versa, naturally."
I nodded. "MD17?" I asked.
"Ugh…" she dramatically sighed. "Yeah...? Why do I feel like I'm about to regret coming to see you?"
"Please, don't make me ask you," I said, looking at her crotch.
"Ugh!" she sighed again. "You're incredible!" Yet, slowly, she pulled her skirt up and spread her legs apart, revealing her pussy to me again.
"May I... kiss it?"
"Say again?" she asked, shocked.
"May I kiss it?"
"What? Here? Now? No way! That's..." I looked at her in the eyes. "Oh gosh! Fine, but quickly!"
MD17 stood up in front of me. I remained seated and sank a little on the bench to level my face with her pussy. Slowly, she approached her crotch to me, hips forward.
"How do you even get such ideas?" she asked.
I gently grabbed her plump ass and kissed her right on her clitoris. At the peak of my sexual rage, I had dreamed of doing that countless times. I didn't know why. From that kiss, I extended my tongue and slid it between her pussy lips with ease, as if there wasn't any friction.
"Oh dear!" gasped MD17. "I said to hurry!"
I could feel her clit resting against my tongue. Slowly, I massaged it. "Fuck!" she whispered. I didn't have to do much since MD17 soon rocked her hips, matching my movements and grinding her clit against my tongue. She stopped complaining, and her breath intensified. I wish I could have watched her face at this very moment. We kept going like that for a short while. I closed my eyes, focusing on every little sensation on my tongue, savoring every second.
"Oh, it's... It's... Ah! Aaaaaah!" said MD17, grabbing my head and roughly shaking her hips, reminding me of KS13.
At that moment, I felt a distinct movement in my lower belly. The wrong kind of movement. Like something was expanding. And that movement felt so unambiguous it didn't leave any doubt: it was a XX30-type movement. It immediately killed all the satisfaction I was having. Damn, that really ruined it!
"As you can see," said MD17, panting, "carers can also have fun, occasionally. That didn't happen in a long, long time, though!"
She stepped back. I saw a trickle of pussy juice or saliva leak from her vagina and run down her leg. She pulled on the skin above her clitoris and bent over to look at her crotch, then inserted two fingers in and out of her vagina, inspecting herself.
"Damn, I'm all wet now! You made quite a mess!" She looked at me for the first time. "Oh, something's wrong, One? Did I hurt you?"
That was by far the most amazing experience I ever had, but since that movement in my belly, I knew I would become a woman, like XX30. It was getting real. And a part of me died inside. No matter how much I would ever want to get my big thick dick out and fuck MD17 against the wall, it would never happen. I was devastated.
"No, I'm good," I casually said with a pinched smile. Tears built up in my eyes.
"No, you're not. Tell me, what happened? What did I do?"
"I... I felt a movement..."
"Oh! A movement? The differentiation started?"
"A weird movement, like it's pulling apart inside..."
"Oh... Come," she said, grabbing me for a hug. For the first time, my whole body was in contact with hers. I landed my hands on her lower back as close as I felt reasonable to her butt cheeks. Slowly, my chest sank in between her breasts. More disturbing movements came in my lower abdomen. I cringed.
"Will you be alright?" she asked.
"Yes, thank you," I said.
"No, I have to thank you!"
I hesitated for a moment. "Was that an orgasm?"
"Yup, maybe the most intense I've ever had! Nobody ever kissed me there, you little pervert! Good job, though!" She giggled.
"So, women can have orgasms too? I didn't know!"
"Of course, silly! It's just not frequent and not encouraged. So, please..."
"Yes, I won't tell anyone. I know."
"You don't understand. That was very, very, very illegal. If anyone caught us..."
"Then why did you let me?"
"Because you're not the only one with a rebellious mind! Or the only horny one," she giggled.
I smiled. "So, do you regret visiting me?" I asked.
She smiled too, then leaned to me and whispered in my ears: "You should rejoice: if you like pussy so much, soon you will have your own! For the rest of your life..." She kissed my cheek and left me.
I couldn't believe how she could simultaneously be so delicious and so painful at the same time. She was like a flame warming you up in the cold until it burned you when you got too close.
Morakai33· Sep 5, 2023
