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That was for two reasons, I guess.
One was that women as a whole tended not to do ridiculous things just to get laid. I don’t know if it was just that—for a woman—the whole prospect of sex was dangerous enough without taking evenmorerisks or if it was because they could be satisfied without triggering our mating cocks at all.
Maybe a little of both.
Donen men couldn’t mate if they weren’t in a rut, because our bodies sucked our penises and scrotum inside a cavity in our pelvises and they didn’t come out until we were properly stimulated. We did have another protuberance, which was called a pleasure cock in typical slang. It was under our fur. It was flat and long and kind of rounded at the end, and it could come out on its own. It got engorged, but not, uh, erect.
Like mine? Mine responded to that human girl.
Crazy response, actually.
I’d never felt anything like that.
But I’d never been around a woman who wasn’t on some kind of mating suppressant either, and humans, they had short gemoonthly cycles, and she could be… opportunistic breeders, I mean…
We were compatible with humans.
Humans werecrazycompatible. Almost anything could knock up a human girl.
I don’t know how it would work though.
With our species, if we did anything naturally, which we didn’t, it was supposed to work like this:
Step One, the season came on, making everyone horny, making both males and females release pheromones and triggering typical mating behavior, which included receptiveness in females and aggressiveness in males—the aggressiveness was for the mating behavior, but it was also against other males.
Step Two, a receptive female got caught by an aggressive male who mounted her so that his pleasure cock would stimulate her clitoris, triggering her ovulation cycle.
Step Three, the mating cock emerged. Second mounting occurred, sometime after the first. Sometimes, I thought, back in the day, it wouldn’t even be the same guy, because while he was waiting around to fuck her, he either got killed or some other guy stole her from him or whatever.
Step Four, constant mounting and fucking in some area the male could protect from predators and other men who were coming to try and steal his mate from him. Lots more chances of everyonedying.
Then, of course, once the rut was done, there was the danger of getting the whole herd back from the region near the pole where mating was done, and the vvoln probably took out a bunch of pregnant women every cycle.
To survive as long as we did under these conditions, we must have had a lot of babies was all I could think. Every single female must have gotten knocked up every cycle. We did have a tendency for multiples in litters, actually. Two or three wasn’t uncommon, but nowadays women took things to suppress aspects of their ovulation also, keep it down to one egg at a time.
So, with a human girl, I didn’t know. She didn’t need me to trigger her ovulation.
Me?
Er, a man.
Notme.
Of course, the way that a pleasure cock triggered ovulation was through giving a woman an orgasm. Icoulddo that to her. I knew lots about female human anatomy. Porn, right?
Not that I looked at that shit regularly.
I mean, I didn’t get the point. I was on suppressants. I didn’t want to be a daddy anytime soon. I didn’tthinkabout sex.
Why would I?
Okay, I mean… everyone thinks about sex sometimes, but I didn’t get…
The pleasure cock didn’t ejaculate or anything, but it was capable of its own sort of climax, a peak point of pleasure that culminated in a pulsing sensation in the pleasure cock, and if I wanted to look at porn and masturbate, I mean… that’s what I’d be stroking.
I knew there were donen men who seemed to be obsessed with doing that kind of thing, like… I didn’t know, I guess people could get addicted to anything pleasurable, and orgasms are that, so it made sense. It was just that I didn’t do that.
I couldn’t even remember the last time I masturbated, and when I did, I definitely did not look at human porn. Truthfully, I sneered at that kind of thing. It seemed like a Toth thing, wanting human girls, especially when we had our own women and when we—unlike the Toth—had no problem with reproduction. We had to suppress our reproduction because it was too effective and prolific. If we did reproduce at a rate that was “natural” we’d need predators to eat us or else we’d outgrow our planet. So, I didn’t know, I just didn’t see the point in getting all obsessed with sex, really.
