ANATOMY LESSON (2024/12/30)

COVER (PAGE 1)

Rawlin stands holding a cartoonish X-ray panel over her pelvis, while Mori examines her very appraisingly like a car she can't wait to get her hands dirty in.

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Mori and Rawlin are in bed together, Mori curled to Rawlin's side under her arm. Rawlin says, "If we keep doing this... I think I need to give you an anatomy lesson." Her expression isn't stressed, exactly, but it's not exactly thrilled either. "My body isn't human. I don't have words for it, so I'll just make some up now."

She tugs her trunks down, showing more smooth black fur. "I don't have a penis or a vulva. I have a pouch, sphincters that open it, and a vine underneath."

Underneath are explanatory diagrams; her pouch is under the thick black fur, not unlike a kangaroo's. The outer sphincter (which opens to air) is roughly where a human's navel would be. The inner sphincter is down roughly where a vagina would be, and opens the sphincter into the deeper territory labeled "the core," where Rawlin's vine is curled up and stored in her abdomen, behind her pubic bone and roughly where uterus or bladder would be on a human.

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Rawlin explains, "As I get... riled... my core squeezes, pushing my vine against the sphincter til it opens, causing my vine to drop. I have very little control of it, embarrassingly." There are diagrams illustrating the concept, from both front view and side (with X-ray) view.

"I have better control of my pouch. When I tense it, I can hold it flat, hold the vine in... for a while. And that fullness feels very good." More diagrams, showing Rawlin's pouch filling. The vine is far more flexible and bendy than a human penis would be, filling the pouch with sinuous curves rather than an erection's straight line.

"But so does opening, and once that happens, good luck getting the jack back in the box. Eventually I calm down and it folds back up." More diagrams; the pouch outer sphincter "unzips" downward, and the vine comes out, extremely lubricated to prevent chafing. There are no testicles; it really does appear vine-like. "I haven't 'finished' in years."

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Mori rubs her chin thoughtfully. "Masturbation doesn't work for you either, eh?"

Rawlin waves a hand with annoyance and disdain. "Ugh, not at all. I've jerked the damn thing raw a million times. It never works."

The next panel shows a Rawlin, ears flat and fur fluffed with aggravation, expression anything but sexually pleased, glaring down off-screen and thinking "Finish, damn you! Just once!" while the bottom of the panel is filled with "fap fap fap fap fap fap fap fap fap."

Snap back to the present, with Mori staring up at Rawlin in bewilderment. "Wait... you did it HUMAN STYLE?"

Rawlin's ears prick towards her. "It's... what I was told was best."

Mori spreads her hands in wordless bafflement, and Rawlin realizes, "...that sounds ridiculous, doesn't it?"

Mori cracks her knuckles. "Dude. Bro. My good bitch. I think I see the problem." She vanishes off the bottom of the panel with a "shoop!" sound effect. "Is your bladder full, right now?"

"...no?" Rawlin asks, expression perplexed. "What're you...?"

"Cool," Mori says blithely. "Tell me if it feels good. Or like you're gonna piss yourself. Or both."

Rawlin's fur fluffs a little, and her expression is uncertain but willing. "haha... oh boy..."

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Mori is now down at Rawlin's hip height, Rawlin's gloved hand on her shoulder. She runs her hand down the fur at Rawlin's pouch area. "Light pressure here?" she asks.

Rawlin crosses her arms. "W--when you pull down, it makes me want to open, but--but you're not wearing gloves, so... stop."

"'Kay," she says, and lightens her touch, circling a finger over Rawlin's pouch. "How about light touch?"

Rawlin eases her legs apart. "It's fine."

Mori does a deep press downward. "And deep pressure?"

"OH!" Rawlin goes. Her speech bubble is heart-shaped.

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Close-up on Rawlin's bemused but not displeased face. "What... what was that?! What did you do?"

Mori scoots back up to Rawlin's eye level, smirking and pleased with herself. "Heh heh. Well... I thought, since it's sealed inside you..." (image of her looking thoughtfully at an X-ray diagram of Rawlins vine) "...maybe deep pressure would give it a good squeeze from the inside." She demonstrates by applying pressure to the X-ray diagram, squeezing the vine to encourage it to drop and make Rawlin feel full. "Not as cinematic, but..."

"No, no, I..." Rawlin's expression is moved and relieved. "My fluids can't burn you, this way." She puts her forehead to Mori's, and they hold each other. "This feel safe to me. Thank you, butch."