Kaktus 2021/02/09(Tue)11:26 No. 987446 ID: 2c5282
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>You know, you might not really make the traditional dad bod, you're not tall and muscular enough to balance out the belly. Hope that's not treading on your dreams or anything.
Hey, you’re the ones who are dreaming of a dad bod… and… err… you’re part of your own mind and… which means… it is your dream to have a dad bod? Wait… this is getting confusing.
>There's nothing wrong with a big belly.
…as long as it isn’t too big.
>Eh, don't want too much of a belly if you can help it. There's a careful balance between 'showing those around you that you know how to enjoy life' and 'letting yourself go'.
The hard part is making it stop growing when it reaches its perfect size.
>We can't fix being short, but as long as we don't skip out going to the gym, we'll eventually get the muscles to go with our belly.
…you know, maybe Zaton wants a training buddy…
>That's what I peg you for. And someone else might too, ho ho ho.
…you won’t mind getting pegged, as long as you can do your job afterwards. If anything, it would be interesting.


>Maybe gold bowtie?
Stylish. Hmm… bowtie or just a normal tie? Or neither? Decisions decisions…
>I see you as more like... if you imagine some rich lady lounging in an oasis being delivered anything she desires by some exotic skimpily veil-clad servant boy, I see you in that role.
…they actually do have clothes that would fit that description but… err… you’re pretty sure that’s just fetish wear? …cute fetish wear, sure, but still… also, it’s very expensive. Like the suit, even if it got a lot less material in it.

Speaking of fetish wear, you spot several types of underwear that’s… less that practical. They even have some kind of… bra for… balls? Ball bra? It’s clearly designed to not actually cover the dick part. Geez…

Please feel free to mix and match between the clothes, or change color, text etc.

>>987446
Blue suit, purple shirt, gold tie.

I like that third outfit, the purple is a very good shade on you, but I'd take off the glasses. Maybe the jacket, too, because it makes you look like you must be too warm, but maybe not. It does look distinguished. Hmm... can you find, like, a mini jacket? Something that cuts off a bit higher, and has short or no sleeves. Could be cute. Or maybe I'm crazy.

>>987445
The third one looks pretty good, can you afford the ball bra?

>>987445
>It’s completely deserted, though, with only a sign reading “Will be back soon, please look around” on the counter indicating that it’s even open at all.
If whoever’s working here is a fertile female, do you want to try and get her pregnant when she gets back?

>>987446
>…you know, maybe Zaton wants a training buddy…
Wouldn’t he work you into the ground until you lost your dad bod? That’s not what we want.

>They even have some kind of…bra for…balls? Ball bra? It’s clearly designed to not actually cover the dick part. Geez…
If it provides more support for your giant nuts than whatever underwear you’re currently wearing, go ahead and get it. Otherwise, don’t get it.

I'm torn between just getting the light blue dress-shirt and crisp pants from the first outfit or getting the third outfit minus the glasses. (We can get something flashier later, but right now, we're dressing for a more 'mature' audience.) The first thing I mentioned has fewer items, so it's probably cheaper. Either way, you'll want a ball-bra for your more "tasteful" encounters. You'll want to look like a movie star about to do a sex scene for those flirting sessions, rather than your usual ten-gallon-sack porn star look. (I'm sure you can practice slipping the bra off with your pants seamlessly so as not to ruin the tasteful effect.)

>>987445
I think you should go with outfit number 3 without the jacket and glasses.

>>987446
>Train with Zaton
I think you should try working out on your own first, so that you can go at your own pace.

If Zaton happens to be at the gym at the same time as you, observe his routine and if you think you it's not too intense for you, then you can partner up with him.

>>987445
>…you know, maybe Zaton wants a training buddy…
I imagine plenty of girls will willing to spot you if you help them with 'cardio'

Third option is good if you get a jacket in something other than geography teacher brown, and maybe small round-lens sunglasses rather than empty frames, or just losing them entirely. Get the t-shirt on its own just to flex on your competition.
I don't think I know enough adjectives to express how low the 'bra' rates on all arms on the scales of practicality, class, and sex appeal. Pass.

Kaktus 2021/02/10(Wed)16:54 No. 987591 ID: 2c5282
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>Like that third outfit, the purple is a very good shade on you, but I'd take off the glasses.
Yeah, the glasses didn’t really fit… but the turtleneck surely did. The purple really mashes well with your scales… and you can always just not wear the jacket if you want a more casual look. Then it’s decided! Turtleneck it is!
>Get the t-shirt on its own just to flex on your competition.
…you know what, you needed training clothes as well, didn’t you? That t-shirt would be great for that!
>Can you afford the ball bra?
Well… if you spend every last point you have left, sure… and seeing as you’re on your way to make more…
>If it provides more support for your giant nuts than whatever underwear you’re currently wearing, go ahead and get it.
While they would keep the juice crew nice and snug, it would leave your Johnson complete free to hang... which might just attract more jobs… hmm…
>You'll want a ball-bra for your more "tasteful" encounters. You'll want to look like a movie star about to do a sex scene for those flirting sessions, rather than your usual ten-gallon-sack porn star look.
…wait, a ball-bra isn’t the look of a porn star? Eh… if you say so. Either way, it’s slightly more refined than the pink jockstrap. You guess you can grab it while you’re here.
>I don't think I know enough adjectives to express how low the 'bra' rates on all arms on the scales of practicality, class, and sex appeal.
Practically… yes, it’s definitely at the bottom. Class? …eh… you’re not sure… but sex appeal? Seeing that it’s probably some horny lady who made the thing and placed it here in the first place… yeah, you’re sure there will be more than one gal out there that will find it sexy, even if it is rather corny.


>If whoever’s working here is a fertile female, do you want to try and get her pregnant when she gets back?
If she’s willing to do it quickly, then sure. You have a lady already lined up that requires your immediate attention, after all. It is odd though that they have been gone for this long… maybe they are in trouble? You make your way to the door leading to the staff room and listen to it…
-he goddesses *ah* y-you *ah* y-you really *ah* K-know h-how to *Ngg* u-use that… use t-that *ah*… fff… fuck… KEEP LICKING LIKE THAT AND I’LL LET YOU SUCK MY HUGE TATA’S AGAIN! FUCK!
Tata’s? Really? Who calls their… eh, never mind. It seems like the lady is already busy with someone else. Would be rude to interrupt someone while they are working, heh. You’ll… um… just pay for the stuff yourself and leave a note for her, you guess?

Kaktus 2021/02/10(Wed)16:55 No. 987592 ID: 2c5282
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>Wouldn’t Zaton work you into the ground until you lost your dad bod? That’s not what we want.
You’re sure he won’t force you to train to hard. After all, it’s more about having a friend to chat with while you train than anything. Someone that’s there to motivate you to head to the gym in the first place.
>If Zaton happens to be at the gym at the same time as you, observe his routine and if you think you it's not too intense for you, then you can partner up with him.
Hmm… you can just tag along one time if he lets you and not even necessarily train with him.
>I think you should try working out on your own first, so that you can go at your own pace.
Eh… but that’s so boring…
>I imagine plenty of girls will willing to spot you if you help them with 'cardio'.
…hehe, of course that might work as well. The only problem is… well… most ladies will probably be not only bigger than you, but a lot stronger, making it like training with Zaton but worse. Oh, and then you’ll need to immediately get to work right afterwards too, which… sure, you enjoy working, but even you need a break from time to time.


Speaking about your job, it’s time to focus on the task at hand, as you have arrived at the library. You find Ophelia in the very same seat you saw her last time, though surrounded by slightly more books. She’s also taking notes about them… you wonder what she’s reading? Right… how do you do this?

You have your new, sweet look and your confidence is at an all-time high… yet, you still don’t want to screw anything up.

>>987592
>how to serve man
...not sure if we should be worried about that book.
Go on up and say hello, ask what she's working on.

>>987596
It's not how to serve Lizardman. We good.

Introduce yourself to the fellow seeker of knowledge, see what she's up to.

>>987592
>How to serve man
That book’s title has two possible meanings. 1.) How to serve a man like a piece of food. 2.) How to be a servant to a man.

My guess is that it’s the second one. Since females are usually the dominant ones, Ophelia might be researching how to be submissive to a man so that she can be dominated by a man. But don’t make assumptions, just in case.

For now, go introduce yourself to her and ask what she’s working on.

>>987596
Nothing better than to show interest and what they are doing, and even better yet, you ARE interested on what she's doing, so yeah, let's ask her that!

You could ask her if she wants to take a break, but it looks like she's in thought here.
Maybe you can help her by having speak her mind to organize her thoughts.
Then, see if she wants to go out with you.

>>987592
The book could also mean how to service a man, ya know like how to give the most radical BJs.

Regardless she's probably preparing by doing research after hearing some men got let loose, we could tease her by trying to get her to tell us what she's doing which she'll most likely be embarrassed about or we could offer to help her learn in a more hands on way, put her theories into practice.

I would have said leave the ball bra, since keeping your nuts warmer and unable to move goes against the evolutionary purposes of external balls, but I suppose you have superior augmented thermoregulation down there or something anyway by this point. As for Ophelia, she looks like she's in thought about something! Maybe don't disturb her right away.

Kaktus 2021/02/11(Thu)08:37 No. 987692 ID: 2c5282
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>I would have said leave the ball bra, since keeping your nuts warmer and unable to move goes against the evolutionary purposes of external balls, but I suppose you have superior augmented thermoregulation down there or something anyway by this point.
Your magnificent sack sneers at your pathetic evolutionary purposes! But seriously, the evolution of your dick probably didn’t stand a chance against whatever these gals did down there to make you into the perfect breeding machine, nut warmers or not.

>How to serve man? ...not sure if we should be worried about that book.
…you’re sure that title makes you pause just because the discussion you and Zaton had earlier, nothing more.
>It's not how to serve Lizardman. We good.
Or it’s a book about serving all alien men, including Sakkilain. Too bad it wasn’t called “to serve bird man”, “insect man” or “Snake man” or something. “Weird blob man”? “Plant man”…? Wait, do those plant aliens even have genders? But you digress…
>That book’s title has two possible meanings. 1.) How to serve a man like a piece of food. 2.) How to be a servant to a man. My guess is that it’s the second one. Since females are usually the dominant ones, Ophelia might be researching how to be submissive to a man so that she can be dominated by a man.
…does that even need research? …not to mention, is that even something you would want to read in public like this? …and would you even need three books and a notebook to read about that?
>The book could also mean how to service a man, ya know like how to give the most radical BJs.
...and maybe how to give some really nice titjobs as well… heh… you can only hope…


>She looks like she's in thought about something! Maybe don't disturb her right away.
You keep your distant for a moment and just observe her, pretending to look through a shelf of books nearby while throwing a few quick glances her way. She’s completely engrossed with her books, only looking up to makes some notes before diving back in, making her completely oblivious to your presence. Even as you carefully walk up to her and get close enough to see what she’s reading she doesn’t notice you. Currently, she’s copying a recipe for a cheese cake to her notebook… and the other two books lying on the table are about similar topics: “A beginners guide to bakery” which as the title imply, is about baking, and “How to serve man: A quick guide to the kitchen for gals on a date”, which is about how making cookies isn’t just something for men to be proud of and enjoy but ladies as well. At least it was-

Yes?
GAH!?

>Nothing better than to show interest and what they are doing, and even better yet, you ARE interested on what she's doing.
Err… oh, e-excuse me… *cough* sorry for sneaking up like that but… I saw you were reading-
Why, aren’t you just the cutest thing!
Huh?
Suddenly she springs up from her seat, her massive bosom rising and falling like the mighty empires of old, before pausing right in front of you and pinching your cheek painfully.
Oh, and how you have grown! Why, I remember seeing you as an egg like it were yesterday!
Ow! Ms. ProudCog, y-
Oh, please sweetie, call me Ophelia. Or Opal, like my friends do.
Ophelia, y-
Or if you want you can call my mommy. I won’t mind, sweetie.
Y-you’re hurting my cheek…
Oh! My apologies, sweetie!
>You could ask her if she wants to take a break.
A break? Why, you silly thing, I am on a break. Cooking is so relaxing, isn’t it? I would rather do nothing else while I’m relaxing on my sick leave.
I guess?
But aren’t you just the sweetest thing, worrying about little old me. Why, you’re so sweet I could just gobble you up!
Err… s-sure…?

kaktus no this isnt the vore quest

Actually you were probably an egg yesterday? Tell her she is not old at alll, that she is pretty attractive.

Ask if you can help her cook and make some innuendos about her oven.

>>987692
>seeing you as an egg
Ah, definitely a clone then, with implanted memories.

She's on sick leave? Is she okay?

>>987692
Sick leave? The captain said that there weren't any diseases, right? So I'm guessing that means that Ophelia hurt herself somehow.

Ask her about what she's reading? She seems to be very interested in it.

... What would you gobbling up?

Nevermind that, did you just mentioned that you know me from an egg? You mean literally? Because that would be a LONG time ago.

UNLESS WE ARE ACTUALLY CLONES!

Or she just was there when they genetically modified us. Then again, when would that have been.

How long ago was I an egg, then? I've been looking for clues about recent history. History of me and those like me, this place, the people here, my place in it beyond my limited memories. You know, 'what does this all mean?' sort of things! Can you help with that?

>>987722
>>987731
Didn't Eliza order us to not worry about things like that for a little while? At least until we’ve settled in and gotten comfortable with our job.

I think we should follow orders and not question those kinds of things until later.

>>987740

At the very least, if we aren't supposed to ask specifics so much, just ask where to find resources that cover recent history and current events? News articles, periodicals, opinion pieces, stuff like that?

Well, if she likes small and cute you're the best guy around for it, so you might as well embrace it. You *are* new around here, still, and Ophelia here is old enough to maybe have some guidance for you. I know it's a little humbling, but it's not like you have anyone else who's going to treat you that way, so enjoy it while you can get it. As for getting a taste of you, well, it's up to her if she wants to endanger her necklace. Tell her you wouldn't want to cause her any unwanted stress or strain, especially if she's been poorly. You'd be happy to help treat any conditions she might be suffering, but your personal expertise limits you to a certain range of cures you can offer.

Let's see. Zaton suggested 'follow her lead'. The Captain said she's 'part of the old guard like me', and that if we just complimented her cooking we'd be 'fine'. Hmm. I wonder what her usual job is? Might as well ask her. The scanner said 'administration', so I wonder how she would have seen you as an egg. I assume the system or the captain would have said something if she was actually related to you. Maybe the station was provisioned with a bunch of eggs held in stasis or something, and she helped keep track of them?

Got the thought of answering her eating-related quips with a joking 'is that where all the other men went', but not sure if that's actually a good idea. Hits a bit close to the current paranoia, huh? Hmm, maybe Ophelia can give you some reassurance on that if you find a good moment to ask, since she was around for it.

Kaktus 2021/02/11(Thu)15:38 No. 987755 ID: 2c5282
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>This isn’t the vore quest!
You really hope not! This quest is about putting eggs in bellies, not people! …well, not fully grown people at any rate.
>Got the thought of answering her eating-related quips with a joking 'is that where all the other men went', but not sure if that's actually a good idea.
…let’s not stir the dragons, just in case…

>Ah, definitely a clone then, with implanted memories.
You’re not sure about the clone part, but you’re definitely not someone that’s been in cryo sleep that’s lost their memories. Hmm… are you a clone… or some kind of biological android… or… um… an egg that’s been quick grown?
>Actually you were probably an egg yesterday?
Were you? Huh… it’s possible, you guess…
>Didn't Eliza order us to not worry about things like that for a little while? At least until we’ve settled in and gotten comfortable with our job.
You’re not worrying, you’re just… curios… that’s all.

>The captain said that there weren't any diseases, right?
She did indeed mention that this area would be disease free, yes… which means Ophelia’s sick leave isn’t because of disease… which leaves… what? She doesn’t look hurt, does she?
>Well, if she likes small and cute you're the best guy around for it, so you might as well embrace it.
Fiver might be cuter than you, but you are definitely the smallest guy around… err… which sounds a lot worse when you think it out loud like that. But sure, you can try cute…
>I assume the system or the captain would have said something if she was actually related to you.
You’d think they make sure there would be no accidents when it comes to family, so yeah, you’re probably not related. Even if she wants to be called mommy.


>...What would you be gobbling up?
Why, you’re so cute that I’m having a hard time keeping myself from stealing a taste, cutie.
Well… I mean… it’s up to you if you wanted to endanger that fine necklace of yours, beautiful.
Oh? And here I was only thinking about a kiss… but… where I kiss you might still be up to debate, oh hoho!
>She's on sick leave? Is she okay?
Oh, I’m fine, really… just need some time to relax and a safe zone like this is perfect for that.
I’d be happy to help treat any conditions you might be suffering, though my personal expertise may limit me to a particular range of afflictions I may cure.
Why, cutie, you might just be the reason why I chose this sector to take a vacation for my burnout in the first place, Oh hoho!
Burnout?
You know how it is… to many all-nighters… too much pressure…
>I wonder what her usual job is? Might as well ask her.
I work in administration, so I mostly make sure things goes smoothly and everyone is doing their jobs to the best of their abilities. It’s… hard work, at times.
I can understand.
I was the head administrator for a really important project recently, and it really drained on me to keep it going. The goal of it was to create a special task force called the “Interpersonal manual procedure repopulation emergency group”, though I’m sure you’ve heard of it.
Err… sure… I mean… of course.


>Ask her about what she's reading? She seems to be very interested in it.
Oh, this? It’s just a recipe for a cheese cake. I’m trying to figure out how I can replace some of the ingredients that’s hard to come by here on the station, that’s all.
>Ask if you can help her cook and make some innuendos.
You can cook? Really?
I am very experienced at putting in buns in ovens, I’ll have you know. Though, honestly, I might be more of a gardener, as I like planting my seeds in fertile soil.
*Snrk* …really? Why, what I need isn’t another cook or gardener, but a food critic.
Well, I am on a seafood diet currently, so I’m sure I can help.
…seafood?
I see food and I eat it.
…*Snrk* W-was that a… dad joke?
Wasn’t it… apPARENT?
Oh hoho! Oh, those were horrid! I’m not kidding!
Hello not kidding, I’m dad.
Oh, that’s just a classic one…
Hey, what do you call a fake noodle?
Oh no, not another one!
An impasta!
*Pfff*... o-okay, that’s enough… no more jokes, please.


>Did you just mentioned that you know me from an egg? You mean literally? Because that would be a LONG time ago.
Oh, just a few months. I’m not that old, after all.
Why would anyone assume you’re old? You’re still a very pretty lady after all.
Oh hoho, I’d say flattery will get you nowhere, young man, but clearly it does.
>Ask where to find resources that cover recent history and current events? News articles, periodicals, opinion pieces, stuff like that?
Why, just read the news bulletins on the HOPE terminals. That’s where they keep all the information of what’s happening here. As for books… well, there aren’t many books being written right now, I’m afraid.
I've been looking for clues about recent history. History of me and those like me, this place, the people here, my place in it beyo-
But look at you! You’re just skin and bones, young man.
Err… what?
Have you been eating properly, sweetie? Eating three meals a day is very important for a growing boy like yourself you know.
You didn’t ans-
Especially for one that works so hard! Now, I believe I have some buns in the oven you may try… and some caramel cookies, a nice cream pie and one of those Varkian sticky cakes, the ones with a lot of chocolate. I do require a experienced tongue to make sure they all are as tasty as they look, oh hoho, not to mention that gaining a few kilos would do you good, young man.
…

>>987755
Oh? Does she like food play? Go on, accept her invitation.
Also obviously she's been instructed not to tell you about stuff.

I don't think we are going to get much from her, she is playing dumb and it shows, but we have to be grateful on those little slip ups she has. If we stay with her we might heard more.

What it worries me is that she might be a bit of a grandma and make us eat until we explode, wich might be either hard or easy, given how fast you absorb food.

But sure, we can go and taste some deserts, but just a little, we already ate.

>>987755
You might as well take her up on her offer. I'm sure it'll eventually lead to you putting a bun in her oven.

Just let her know before she has her way with you that you're watching your figure, maybe building some muscle under that gut if she's into that.

You are definitely hitting the gym after this.

>>987755
>not to mention that gaining a few kilos would do you good, young man.
Well, she’s not wrong. Gaining a few kilos would do you good. Especially since it would help you get a dad bod.

You should go with her and help her taste test a few things. Just make sure you don’t over do it. And afterwards you can put an egg in her.

>>987760
>you're watching your figure, maybe building some muscle under that gut
You know what? She’s a food expert. We should explain to her that we’re trying to get a dad bod. She might be able to help by recommending a diet for us to help us get to our ideal dad bod without getting too much of a gut.

She's answering your dad puns with saucy innuendos. Well, you'd better keep up! You'd be happy to try her buns, baps, even a tossed salad if she wants, though you have to admit the pie sounds the tastiest of all. That is an awfully carb-laden menu, though, and you have to keep up some muscles to do your job. Perhaps she could consider having a sausage slipped in there? Or there's a lot of meat you could stuff into a taco.

Maybe you shouldn't have had that extra bar. Not sure I agree with the dad bod plan. Though, she can't just make everything instantly, can she? Perhaps we could make it a dinner date, for the sake of having more time to develop a bit more hunger. Or you could just be honest and tell her that you just had lunch... if you told her you were still a bit hungry afterwards and you were worried about how much money you have at the moment, maybe she'd give you something now, but not too much?

>>987755
Well she obviously won’t answer any of your questions, put a hand around her waist and say to her you will love to got to her place to eat some of her tasty treats though mention seductively that you are sure you won’t be the only one gaining some weight after your visit (maybe grope her behind a little).

Don't press her, she knows you're interested and will say whatever she wants to say about it.

Definitely say yes to everything she's saying here though, because either she's going to be feeding you a delicious meal, or you'll be eating out. Either way is a win in my book.

Looks like she's probably following some orders somewhat along the lines of, 'don't let the new breeder guys know about that horrible apocalyptic thing that recently happened until they've managed to spend a week or two getting to know everyone and settled in.' Sigh. Whoever gave those orders dramatically misunderstands your actual levels of curiosity, intelligence, perceptiveness, and emotional stability and resilience in the face of bad news. Oh well, it doesn't seem to be an illegal or even a particularly unethical order. Might as well play along, and make plans to find evidence of what they aren't telling you later, when people aren't around to redirect you as if you were mentally a child, or whatever else they'd escalate to if that doesn't work. Nothing wrong with folk underestimating you for now!

Then again: if you are open to being fattened up, it'd be easier for you if you return the favor, in your own way. Perhaps you can talk her into taking multiples, give congrats to her for that.

Or doing blanks, like a mother hen, then using them for recipes (thanks Beastars).

Kaktus 2021/02/12(Fri)17:50 No. 987871 ID: 2c5282
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>Either she's going to be feeding you a delicious meal, or you'll be eating out. Either way is a win in my book.
Or if you’re really lucky, she might just do both! …and if you’re even luckier than that, you might even be able to pay her back with a meal of your own.
>Well, she’s not wrong. Gaining a few kilos would do you good. Especially since it would help you get a dad bod.
…you guess you’ll need a few extra kilos if you want to achieve that dad bod you keep talking about. If anything, a few extra kilos might just help you build a few muscles as well.

>What it worries me is that she might be a bit of a grandma and make us eat until we explode, which might be either hard or easy, given how fast you absorb food.
And as an adult, you can just ask her to stop, no problem. And… wait, do you absorb food quicker than normal? You’re not sure, but it’s possible?
>Maybe you shouldn't have had that extra bar.
It’s was a small chocolate bar. It’s not going to do that much damage.
>You are definitely hitting the gym after this.
A proper workout would be nice, yeah… though, Ophelia here might just give you a proper workout if you’re lucky, hehe.
>She's answering your dad puns with saucy innuendos. Well, you'd better keep up!
You’re already pushing the pun-o-meter to the max! It can’t take much more Captain! You’re running dangerously low on puns and pun accessories.
>I'm sure it'll eventually lead to you putting a bun in her oven.
Which is a decent end goal if you’ve ever heard one.


>Put a hand around her waist and accept her invitation.
You gracefully slide up next to her, letting your arm go around her waist as you draw her closer before speaking softly to her.
I’d be happy to try all your buns, baps, maybe even a tossed salad if you want to, though I have to admit, that pie did sound the most tempting.
*Snrk* Why, you do like your buns, don’t you, sweetie? Though sadly, I don’t toss any salad, but I’m sure my pie will make up for it.
Oh, I’m s- WHOA!?
She grab you around your own waist and quickly hoist you over her shoulder, before starting to head out of the library at a fast pace. You guess she’s a lady that knows what she wants…
H-hey, what gives?
We’re going back to my humble abode, young man, what else?
…can’t I just walk on my own?
Nope~
And with that she carries you through the station on her shoulder, making several of the other ladies you meet look at the two of you with either a huge grin or eye you jealously.

>Just let her know before she has her way with you that you're watching your figure, maybe building some muscle under that gut if she's into that.
Which is why you need to eat properly, young man! If you don’t eat enough you won’t be able to keep your feet on the ground, let alone lift any weights.
…well, you’re the food expert. Do you have any diet that you may recommend for a young lad that’s trying to get a proper dad bod going? One that doesn’t have too much of a gut, maybe?
I am not sure what this dad bod you’re going for is, but I’m sure my chocolate stickycake, caramel cookies and cinnamon buns will be of great help!
Hmm… it’s an awfully carb-laden menu… and I need to keep some muscles to do my job. Perhaps you might consider… ah… having a sausage slipped in there?
*Pfff* Sausage? Really? Why, sweetie, you’re just going to have to bring your own sausage, but I am sure you’ll find that it fits very well with the pie, maybe you can slip it into that, Oh hoho! But first, you’ll need to add some meat to those bones, really fatten you up a little!
Heh… I’m sure I won’t the only one gaining some weight after my visit…
Oh, well see how well you behave first, young man… but a sweet morsel like you… why, I’m sure I won’t be able to keep my hands off you, Oh hoho!
>Though, she can't just make everything instantly, can she? Perhaps we could make it a dinner date, for the sake of having more time to develop a bit more hunger.
Oh, but don’t you worry none, little one, mommy comes prepared! The buns are already in the oven and should be done by now, while the stickycake in the fridge should have stiffened and the caramel cookies should have cooled off enough to eat. Which makes this a perfect time for some taste tests, don’t you agree?
Err… sure, Ophelia… I guess…
So don’t you worry none, mommy is going to take good care of you, son.

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>Don't press her, she knows you're interested and will say whatever she wants to say about it.
She clearly doesn’t want to talk about it right now, that’s for certain. Pressing her further will probably just making it harder to put an egg in her later.
>We have to be grateful on those little slip ups she has. If we stay with her we might heard more.
She, like the Captain, keeps letting things slip, doesn’t she? Hmm… maybe you can use that to your advantage by bringing up subjects that might just make her say too much. Of course, you can’t just ask her straight up, or she’ll simply change the subject again.
>Looks like she's probably following some orders somewhat along the lines of, 'don't let the new breeder guys know about that horrible apocalyptic thing that recently happened'.
…does it even need to be an order? She, like most ladies here, probably don’t want to talk about it to someone they just met that they want to fuck. It’s kind of a mood killer…


As the two enter her apartment she quickly carries you over to the closes table and sits you down before heading off into another room, which you can only assume is the kitchen. Taking in the place, you can see that’s it’s not too different from your own abode… at least, the main room isn’t that different, just filled with more things and having actual wallpaper and… okay, you admit, it isn’t like your room at all… at least the room is about the same size as your own room, but she apparently got several more rooms as well. Looking around, you can see three other doors, one leading to the kitchen, one leading to what you can assume is the bedroom and a third that leads to some unknown location. The room you’re in is rather cozy, especially compared to your own completely empty void of a room. It got a small table and a few chairs to socialize around, a few bookcases filled with the things and a comfy armchair besides them as well as a tv with some kind of media player connected to it.

Your attention is pulled away from the room around you to the kitchen when you hear what you can only assume is a swear from it, followed by the faint smell of something being burnt… and finally, a large beautiful lady with a tray filled with goodies.
My apologies for keeping you waiting, sweetie, but here we go.
Stopping at the other side of the table, she bends down a bit to make sure you can see the tray and its content, as well to make sure you get a nice view of her chest as she deliberately smushes them together with her arms. On the tray, right in front of that fine rack, there’s two plates, one which has a large yet rather thin, circular chocolate cake on it, already pre-cut into small bite sized pieces, while the other is overflowing with small, rectangular orange cookies.
Stickycake and Caramel Cookies, as promised.
…and those cinnamon buns?
Oh, they… they need a moment to cool, young man.
Oh…
But you may grab any of these delicious treats that you see before you. Don’t be shy, cutie, they are cold.
Any of them?
Whichever you like to nibble on first, young man. Oh! And I must ask, I’m just dying to know, how are things going for you? Are you getting on well? Found any friends yet? Oh, and girls! You have to have eyes on some of the girls, don’t you, cutie?
Why, I do have my eyes on this big, beautiful gal with-
-opal colored scales. Oh hoho, why I love flattery, I meant any other girls. It is, after all, you job… so… do you have anyone special on your mind? And maybe… maybe you’ve already been working? You seem like a quick lad, after all… not to mention handsome. I’m sure the girls are crawling all over you!
…err…
But don’t forget the cookies! Take and one tell me what you think!

>>987872
>any other girls
Yeah. Not gonna give any details out, but the captain was nice and WideCarriage was fun. Next you're gonna try your luck with the twins, who apparently have a challenge for you. After that... you were interested in one of the security guards, might see if she's on break.
If she actually wants some raunchy details... uh, are you even allowed to talk about that?

>have a cookie
The stickycake looks good, have some of that. Then some of the caramel cookies.

Well, the captain did say to compliment her on her cooking, so don't be shy. She's even given you nicely manageable small portions! If you want to keep being flirty, hover your hand and wiggle your fingers for a moment like you're going to grab her boobs, then go for the treats. Give them the time they deserve for the tasting! One then the other. Give her a good word, then maybe you can say something salacious about milk to wash them down to make them even better, or something. Lean into the mommy kink if that's what she likes - you're the one who's been going on about dad stuff, so fair's fair. You're not in a position to discourage a lady's maternal instincts.

As for conversation... this could be a chance to pick up some information. Slip in a good word for Fiver by mentioning how he and you both noticed the Captain seemed stressed and needed some relaxation. Then you can talk about helping miss WideCarriage with her work, then her helping you with yours, and you can probably get some sympathy and insight from Ophelia by talking about how you'd have liked to see her face but decided you should prioritize her comfort (and 'interests') instead. Then, for future ladies you might have an interest in... you did notice that Amelia StrongPiston was in the library with her when you passed by earlier. She seemed nervous - perhaps in need of some extra care? You had a thought for the twins, too, but, they might need a little more time to be in need again after Zaton.

>>987871
Amelia StrongPiston seemed to be kinda heartbroken there. If no one has knocked her up by the time we’re done, maybe we can go visit her later to do the deed?

>>987872
>But you may grab any of these delicious treats that you see before you.
She gave you permission, so you might as well “accidentally” grab her boob and say, “Oops, my hand slipped.” Then go for a slice of cake.

>girls?
Go ahead and tell her who you’ve already worked with. And tell her that you plan on working with Athena LeadShaper and Mili SoftSocket next.

……do you think Ophelia could help you tell the SoftSocket twins apart from each other?

>friends?
One of the other breeders named Fiver. The other breeder, Zaton, you’re starting to warm up to him, but he’s not quite a friend yet.

>any other girls
At the gym, There was an orange lizard who goes by "Lizzy" that looks like she knows how to build muscle. You are looking for a gym partner, and you do like to multitask...

>Whichever you like to nibble on first, young man.
Remember to save the milk for last. And be polite: ask for permission, and don't gulp.

Don't mention other girls, be smut and said "It's difficult talking about other girls when there is such beutiful a WOMAN in front of me, then eat the cookie.

Anonymise any stories you tell. No kiss and telling!

>>987872
You can tell her about who you've already been with, just don't give any details.

Give the cake a try, then go for some of the cookies.

She's not a skinny chef, so that means that you can trust her. Give her treats a taste!

Feed her a cookie or something all seductive like.
Better not kiss & tell, but you are getting along better with your coworkers than you thought you would.

You'd like to hear about the girl Zaton encountered for your own safety's sake, who runs the men's clothing store, and the twins. Also the librarian.

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>Amelia StrongPiston seemed to be kinda heartbroken there. If no one has knocked her up by the time we’re done, maybe we can go visit her later to do the deed?
She didn’t look so much heartbroken as… concerned? But you’ll definitely visit her later today to knock her up; she is on your list of soon to be mothers after all.
>Lean into the mommy kink if that's what she likes - you're the one who's been going on about dad stuff, so fair's fair. You're not in a position to discourage a lady's maternal instincts.
Well… you guess you’ve been going on about your own dad kink as well… though, you don’t make the gals call you daddy… mostly because they are all older then you, but still…

>Well, the captain did say to compliment her on her cooking, so don't be shy.
She did say she wanted a food critic earlier, so she’s definitely wants to know what you think about her snacks.
>She gave you permission, so you might as well “accidentally” grab her boob and say, “Oops, my hand slipped.”
Tempting…
>Remember to save the milk for last. And be polite: ask for permission, and don't gulp.
Right, you’re a gentleman who asks before he fondles a pair of breasts and not some rogue who are sneaky with their gropes.
>If she actually wants some raunchy details... uh, are you even allowed to talk about that?
While the other gals might not want you to talk about their raunchy details, there’s nothing actually stopping you from doing so… well, nothing but your shyness and desire to not piss them off.


>Friends?
Um… I’ve bonded a bit with one of the other breeders, Fivers his name. A bit of a doofus, but still a nice guy.
Fiver? Is that really his name?
For Vat 5, where he woke up. His real name is actually Fival.
Fival? Really? He’s the… green scaled one?
Yeah, that’s right.
How about the other breeders? There’s supposed to be five of you, correct?
Actually, they’ve only brought out three of us so far. The last one, Zaton, the one with golden scales, is a bit of a jerk… at least until you get to know him.
I see… mommy is glad to hear that you’re making friends, though. It can be so hard to find people to connect to after waking up like that, sweetie.
>No kiss and telling!
Oh? But I might not kiss if you don’t tell~
>Be smug and say:
It's difficult to talk about other girls when there is such beautiful woman in front of me.
Oh hoho, why, you really are a flatterer, young man. Yet, I really want to know how the girls I picked out for you are doing. Now, if you’re a good boy, then mommy will reward you with a VERY special kiss~
Well, when you put it that way…

>the captain was nice.
The Captain? As is… Eliza? You managed to convince that boring tart to finally have some fun? The very same tart who think fine cuisine are the blandest of food rations? How?
It wasn’t easy, but me and Fiver managed to convince her that it would be good for both morale and trust in the project.
Oh hoho, why of course! She is after all a very logical gal… but with both of you at once? Scandalous~
>and WideCarriage was fun.
WideCarriage? She is… hmm… oh, yes, she’s the one who was in that accident recently?
Apparently so… I… um… never actually got the chance to see her face, sadly, but I believe I was told she had some kind of scar?
It was quite bad… one of the reasons why she was transferred to this zone, so she should get some R&R… and maybe meet a cute, young boy that fancy her, Oh hoho.

>If you want to keep being flirty, hover your hand and wiggle your fingers for a moment like you're going to grab her boobs, then go for the treats.
As you reach for the treats on the tray, you let your hand wander just slightly too far while wiggling your fingers. As you hover right in front of her, she cocks an eyebrow at you as if daring you to try, but you keep teasing her and instead grab a piece of cake to her slight disappointment.
>The stickycake looks good, have some of that.
It’s… okay? It’s very… robust… a bit much so. Sure, the chocolate is good and creamy… and the cream on top fits perfectly, but it’s still way too much chocolate in this thing. It’s like eating a concentrated block of the stuff instead of a piece of cake… not to mention there’s way too little cream.

>And tell her that you plan on working with Athena LeadShaper.
Athena? The cyborg?
That would be her, yes.
Oh, that’s good to know. She was so worried none of you boys would pay her any mind, what with her being more metal than scale by this point. Oh, I told her not to worry, I did. After all, young men like you just loves a hero like her, no? I said, young lady, just tell them about how you saved all those people back there and how you got those scars, they’ll be all over you, Oh hoho.
>You're gonna try your luck with the twins, who apparently have a challenge for you.
The twins? Oh, you mean the soft sprockets! Why, yes, they do love playing their tricks and befuddle people with their puzzles. It all started when people shouldn’t tell them apart, you know, Oh ohoh. But don’t worry, I’m certain a clever young man like yourself will have no problem with their riddles. Do just remember, you don’t need to be right, you just need to show them that you’re clever and they’ll like you.
Can you help me tell them apart?
Oh hoho, why, that is the hard part, isn’t it? They are even more identical than you probably believe, but… there is one thing… I do believe one of them is left handed? Can’t for the life of me remember whom, though.

>you did notice that Amelia StrongPiston was in the library with her when you passed by earlier. She seemed nervous - perhaps in need of some extra care?
Ah, Amelia. She quite the quiet girl, that one. Barely spoke a word when she applied for her transfer to this section, so I don’t know too much about her. And I’ve never seen her not being nervous over something, with the exception when she’s working with her books. Thought bringing her here would make her come out of her shell, but we’ll see. You’ll need to be careful with that one, sweetie.
>At the gym, there was an orange lizard who goes by "Lizzy" that looks like she knows how to build muscle. You are looking for a gym partner, and you do like to multitask...
Why, you mean little Lizzy? Why, yes, I know her. She was quite eager to be transferred her with her girlfriend, considering she applied for transfer like twelve times before we even had time to look at the first request.
Oh? She’s an eager mother to be then?
Eager, yet picky. She kept going on about how she wants some really strong children, so if you want to be with her you’ll need to impress her with you physical might… which I’m sure will pose no problem for a cutie like yourself, young man.

>Then some of the caramel cookies.
You pick up one of the cookies and bite down on it, making it shoot crumbs everywhere. It’s quite good as well… if a little dry. In fact, you’re pretty sure these things have been in the oven for slightly too long, making them a lot drier than they should be, but other than that, tasty. As you’re nibbling on your cookie, Ophelia takes the moment to sneak up behind you and hug you slightly from behind, pressing the back of your head in between her large boobs.
>Say something salacious about milk to wash them down to make them even better, or something.
You know… some fresh milk would be perfect to wash these down with…
Oh?
Especially some directly from the “bottle”~
Why, I do not rightly know if I have any milk… but… ah… you haven’t told me what you think of my snacks yet.
Oh…
So, Bayard Resh… what do you think? Care to let mommy know?

…why are you suddenly filled with this sense of dread, as if your next few words might be what decides your fate?

>she wants some really strong children
Hmm, didn't Zaton have more muscles than you? Maybe he should take her on.

>how's her cooking
Be honest, but tactful. She said she was looking for a food critic.
First tell her it's good overall. Then go into specifics, if she wants.
The cake's good-- the chocolate is creamy and the cream on top pairs perfectly with it. However, it could stand to be a bit lighter, less heavy on the chocolate.
The cookies are a little dry, but otherwise quite good. Slightly too long in the oven, you think.

Does she want you to taste test the cinnamon buns too?

Mmm, they are very tasty, the cake would be perfect if had a little more cream (maybe you can use that to flirt a little) the cookies are pretty delicious too if a little dry. Thank her for the treats.

"Ha ha, well, I'm not actually just flirting for once! These are good, and I think they'd be great with some more dairy. The cake is amazing, I don't know what the Captain could have been thinking if she had these. It's very rich, that's all, and a touch more cream would help me keep eating. Sort of the same with the the cookies, my tongue wants more and my throat could just do with a glass of milk to help it keep up. If I was willing to totally give up on the innuendo I'd say tea and coffee and so on would fit too. But I'm not."

>>987962
Have another bite of each of her treats to make sure that what you’re tasting is accurate. You’ll want to make sure you’ve had a decent sampling before giving a verdict.

Once you’re sure of what you’re tasting, let her know that it’s good, but it’s not perfect. Then tell her how she could improve the next time she makes these specific treats.

>>987963
Pretty much this.

It's pretty good, with some more cream the cake would be perfect and I wasn't kidding about wanting the milk, but they're still really tasty.

...The question I want to know is, how do I know any of that? It's the best I can remember having.

Look: You know what it is. She knows what it is. And I know if you scan her for her augments, she either already has it or you're going to suggest it.

You can tell her that the recipe is almost at perfection. It's just missing a special ingredient, a personal touch, that can only come from her. You might be able to teach her the value of making her ingredients more organic.

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>Hmm, didn't Zaton have more muscles than you? Maybe he should take Lizzy on.
Over your dead body! …and with that you mean you won’t just roll over and let him win. You should at least give impressing her a try before letting Zaton do it, because you want to see that six-pack of hers turn into a nice round tummy filled with your egg, damn it!
>Look: You know what it is.
You do?
>She knows what it is.
She does?
>And I know if you scan her for her augments, she either already has it or you're going to suggest it.
…augmentations? What augmentations?
>You might be able to teach her the value of making her ingredients more organic.
…oh… OH! You mean… she’s… wait, how do you… are you sure? You don’t think she can… actually… you know… make milk? Can she?


>Have another bite of each of her treats to make sure that what you taste is accurate.
May I sample it one more time before giving my verdict?
Oh, of course dear.
Taking another piece of cake and a cookie, you nibble on them slowly to buy yourself so more time before you need to tell her what you think.
Anyway… how do you know all the ladies around here?
As I said before, young man, I was the chief administrator for the project. Everyone that was to be transferred to this sector needed to go through me and the others who were handling the project, including the Captain of security, Eliza. So if you want to know more about anyone, just ask, sweetie. I’m here to help, after all… oh, and I’m kind of a gossip as well, Oh hoho!
>who runs the men's clothing store?
Why, that would be Tanya. I do believe she’s has a thing for men wearing… specific clothing… which is why she wanted to run the shop in the first place. That way she would have a say in what it displayed.
That would explain the clothes I found there…
She also got some… ah… some serious honkers. I mean, I real set of bandokers.
And that would explain why Fiver was there…
>You'd like to hear about the girl Zaton encountered for your own safety's sake.
…large, muscular and… green? Name started on L? My apologies, sweetie, but you’re going to be more specific than that.
She likes to dominate men?
Sadly, the forms they needed to sign to apply for transfer didn’t include a question if they were doms or subs, Oh hoho.


Now stop dragging your tail and tell me what you think about my cooking.

>Be honest, but tactful. She said she was looking for a food critic.
Overall… they are pretty tasty. I like both of them.
You hear her make a small sound of disappointment…
The cake was good, the chocolate is creamy and the cream on top pairs perfectly with it. However…
She perks up instantly, and starts listening to you with bathed breath.
It could stand to be a bit lighter, less heavy on the chocolate. As for the cookies… well, they were rather dry, but otherwise good. Slightly to long in the oven, maybe? Oh, and I really would go for something to drink as well…
Sighing deeply, she pulls up a chair next to you and sits down on it with a heavy thud, her whole body almost following suit as she slumps over slightly.
Did… d-did I say anything wrong?
No, no, it’s… fine… it’s just… I’m just so used to people just saying they are good and then dismissing them, that’s all…
…well… I thought they were good as well, though not flawless… Thank you. For the treats I mean.
… … …you’re welcome…
Oh, and… err… hah… I’m actually not flirting for once but… they really would go well with some milk and more cream… or… um… if I was willing to totally give up on the innuendo, I’d say tea and coffee and so on would fit too, but I’m not.
…I usually serve tea whit them, yes… especially when the Captain comes over…
Though… the question that I want to know is, how do I know any of that? These are the best cookies I can remember having… um… these are the only cookies I can remember having. Heck, I can’t even remember having tea, yet… I know what it tastes like?
That’s just the pre-programmed memory talking, don’t think about too much, trust me, I know from experience. Speaking of bad experiences… I really should go and take care of those buns…
…do you want me to taste test the cinnamon buns too?
No, not anymore. They got burned and are completely destroyed. I was just saving them to mess with you in case you were another one of those who just say they like everything I make just to not hurt my feelings. Bah…
…you okay?
I’m fine… it’s just… I work my tail of day and night and almost work myself into and early grave and what do I got to show for it? The whole reason they can all be out there and be happy is because I spent all those hours doing the hard work for them, and they can’t even muster up the time to say thank you?
Err…
My apologies, I’m… I’m just venting a bit, young man… I’m… I’m just tired, that’s all…
From the goddesses knows where she pulls up a small packet labeled “smoke sticks” and open it in one fluid motion. Clearly, it’s a well-trained movement.
You won’t mind if I puff a smoke stick, will you? Mommy really needs to suck on something sweet right now…

Give her a hug.

>>988075
"Not at all". Mmm, that's just not fair to you, you should stop working yourself to dead, tell them you need someone to help you. Would a massage help you relax after the cigarette?

>You don’t think she can… actually… you know… make milk? Can she?
As egg layers, you wouldn't think lactation would be common among your kind. But she could've won the genetic lottery on that. Or "lost", that mutation could be a source of shame that's holding her creativity back.

Perhaps it triggers if she were more ...simulated.

>>988083
>message
This here. Start we she needs it first, before you start getting curious.

>>988075
Those treats are pretty good, even if they’re not perfect. You could probably eat another one of each.

>I spent all those hours doing the hard work for them, and they can’t even muster up the time to say thank you?
Tell her thank you. Because of her hard work as head administrator, you’re able to be up and around instead of being that pod you were in.

>venting
Give her a hug.

>You won’t mind if I puff a smoke stick, will you? Mommy really needs to suck on something sweet right now…
It would be very easy for you to suggest her to suck on your dick. However, under these circumstances, now is not the time to say things like that! So don’t say anything like that!

Well, you weren't in much position to say thanks before now, but it sounds like you owe her some. You should show your gratitude as well as speak it, though.

>>988075
Take a few more bites while she's smoking. Apply hugs.

This might be a time where you have to improve her morale without putting an egg in her. And that's ok. You can always come back later, just make sure you help improve her mood before you leave.

>pre-programmed memory talking
Got it!

This momma is in some serious need of loving, but the emotional one. She is a very hardworking woman and it shows, and you are seriously greatfull for her treats. But she needs to relax and take things easy. I have the feeling that she is trying to do many things at once. She'll just end up tirerd and stressed.

Ask her what could you do to help her relax and rest. Maybe some massages?

Are these pre-programmed memories based off of particular people's memories? Are those folk still alive and around? I'd like to thank them for their contribution if I could! They kind of raised me to be what I am, a little, if you think about it, you know? Actually, I'd like to go thank everyone who had a part in making me, me.

For what I understand she makes the treats “imperfect” on purpose to see the hear the people say they are delicious anyway? Right now she is showing you sincerity, thank her for her good work.

"Well, now that I know about you, thank you for making me, from the bottom of my heart." Hug her. "And... thanks also for confirming that I was made. It's actually a huge load off my back to know there's no past life I've been made to forget."

I just looked back, and Mili SoftSocket is the left handed one I think, as they did the peace sign with their left hand.

>>988200
Really? I thought that was Mala, the one that's not fertile.

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>As egg layers, you wouldn't think lactation would be common among your kind.
As a species with huge jugs, lactation is a thing, you know. The problem is that you usually don’t start producing milk until after you’ve laid an egg… so… yeah, her jugs are currently empty.
>Perhaps it triggers if she were more ...simulated.
…eh… you sure are going to try and simulate those things, but it probably won’t do anything?
>For what I understand she makes the treats “imperfect” on purpose to see if the people say they are delicious anyway?
You’re not so sure about that. After all, you’re pretty sure her burning those buns was a mistake and nothing else. Not to mention that she was complaining that the cheese cake recipe contained ingredients that was impossible to get here as well, so it’s possible she’s actually trying different substitutes to see what works?
>Those treats are pretty good, even if they’re not perfect. You could probably eat another one of each.
You can grab a cookie or two more, sure, but you’re not taking another bite out of that cake. It’s just… huff… too much.
>This momma is in some serious need of loving, but the emotional one.
This momma is in need of all kinds of loves… and you’ll try to give her as many kinds as you can.
>It would be very easy for you to suggest her to suck on your dick. However, under these circumstances, now is not the time to say things like that! So don’t say anything like that!
Hey, just because you want to repay her delicious treats with one of your own, doesn’t mean you’ll just blurt it out! But you’re probably right. Let’s play it cool for now.
>This might be a time where you have to improve her morale without putting an egg in her. And that's ok. You can always come back later, just make sure you help improve her mood before you leave.
She’s been flirting with you non-stop since you met her. It’s clear how she wants this “date” to end. But yes, you need to improve her mood in more ways than one.


>"Not at all"
Thank you.
With a flick of their wrist they light the smoke stick on the side of the box, before lifting it to their mouth and taking a long, outdrawn drag…
Ah… I… I needed that…
>Give her a hug.
As she’s sitting down you’re forced to go around her and hug her from the back, but hug her you do. Putting your arms around her massive form, you try your best to embrace her completely… and she answers you with a slight purr of satisfaction.
Huff… and I think I needed that as well, sweetie.

>Well, you weren't in much position to say thanks before now, but it sounds like you owe her some.
Oh? Really, young man?
Well, if it wasn’t for your hard work as head administrator, I would still be stuck in that pod or vat or whatever it was.
Why, yes, it’s possible that you might never been in the vat in the first place if it wasn’t for my hard work… though it more likely someone else would have stepped up and done the hard work anyway. In the end, someone would have to do it, there really wasn’t any other way.
And... thanks also for confirming that I was made. It's actually a huge load off my back to know there's no past life I've been made to forget.
…which is something I really shouldn’t have told you…
Why? Is it some kind of secret?
No, but most people don’t take well to being told that they were grown in a vat. It’s not good for morale… but you do seem to take it in stride. Either way, if you ever feel depressed or… low on morale, so to speak, do report it immediately, Bayard.
Heh, if I ever felt my morale was low, I would simply find a lady as wonderful as you to help me raise it again.
Oh hoho! Why, I see that you already have a way to work through this then.

Kaktus 2021/02/16(Tue)08:17 No. 988259 ID: 2c5282
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>Would a massage help you relax after the cigarette?
It’s not a cigarette. It’s a smoke stick.
There’s a difference?
One is filled with super addictive toxins while the other is not. Do you really think we have the resources to waste on growing self-destructive toxins?
I guess not?
And yes. The answer is yes. About the massage I mean.
You start to knead her shoulders under your hands, making the stress from them drain away as she purrs in delight once again.
*purr* This is nice…
It really is…
…
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…
…
…
…
You’re too quiet, you know.
Quiet can be nice.
Personally, I don’t like it, sweetie. So… if you wouldn’t mind… talk about yourself, you know… hobbies… or ask me something… like about the gals… or about the station or… anything really. I just can’t stand the silence.
Err… sure… um…

>Are these pre-programmed memories based off of particular people's memories? Are those folk still alive and around? I'd like to thank them for their contribution if I could!
Oh hoho! Why, those memories are completely fabricated, and those who fabricated them are long gone by now, not counting some touchups by the science team.
Oh…
Indeed.
…you know, it’s not fair to you to work like you’ve been doing. Can’t you tell them you need someone to help you?
Oh, and you think we have the people to spare? But it’s too late now. I’m already burned out, remember?
Oh… right…
…
…
…
…
And you’re quiet again.
S-sorry, just thinking about what to say next…
Why, I for one would be asking if you want to take this to the bedroom, personally.
Oh?
Because it would be a lot easier for you to massage my back if I was lying down, no?
Oh.
And I do believe I have a bottle of scale polish around here somewhere…

>>988259
Yeah, maybe she will get naked for a full body massage. Follow her to her room.

>And I do believe I have a bottle of scale polish around here somewhere…
Get some music going too. Relaxing music, not porno. At first, anyway.

Maybe no more questions until your work (in both cases) is done here. This is her time now, you're going make sure of that.

"It will be my pleasure, ma'am. Do you mind getting the room ready while I find the oil? Maybe light some candles?"

Take off your shirt and ball-bra while you get the oil, but keep the pants on (at least when you begin) to nail the "sexy masseuse" look.

Call out to ask her what the bottle looks like if you're not sure.

>>988259
Why do you sound disappointed? If she wants that scale polish on her back, she's going to have to take that dress off. And if you're lucky, she'll roll over and let you massage her front as well.

If you're really lucky, this will lead to you putting some buns in her oven!

>>988259
>fake memories
Well. uh. File that away to think about later.
>talk about yourself
Do you remember having hobbies etc? Something to talk about?

Make sure you're not wearing the 'brah' in the event things get heated. Think of some topics you could talk about- maybe growing plants so you can grow whatever super addictive toxins you want, and it'll be on your own time so nobody can complain. Probably coffee beans. Are pets available on the station? What do people do for fun around here?
If she's still insistent you talk about yourself, insist you were figuratively only born yesterday and to cut you some slack. The only thing you've done today is your job, so if giving her those saucy details is what she wants, give it a shot. It might get you the atmosphere you need- just pay careful attention in case it isn't.

Well, you guys won't be able to do your main job ALL the time, now will you? Perhaps one of you will have a taste for administration. You all probably will need to take up some sort of more usual work, if they don't have enough people for everything as it is - they've got you fellows adding your load on the station's resources, now, and the kids you have won't be able to help for a while. Anyway, go ahead with her suggestion. Try think of another topic to keep her entertained, as you do. Hm. How about you get her opinion on the dad bod vs. pretty serving boy question? Does she prefer a big soft muscular man, or a smaller, cuter fella? What style of erotic ideal does she think you're best suited to fit into? What does she feel the most common fantasy for the ladies around here is?

>>988258
She has a point. Don't tell the other breeders what you've learned, since they might not handle it as well as you.

Kaktus 2021/02/19(Fri)16:42 No. 988543 ID: 2c5282
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>Maybe no more questions until your work (in both cases) is done here. This is her time now; you're going make sure of that.
She just requested that you to keep talking and asking questions. She loves to talk, apparently.
>Why do you sound disappointed? If she wants that scale polish on her back, she's going to have to take that dress off.
Did you sound disappointed? You were just trying to not sound too eager, not disappointed.
>And if you're lucky, she'll roll over and let you massage her front as well.
Lucky? With your magic hands, she’ll roll over in no time!
>If you're really lucky, this will lead to you putting some buns in her oven!
Luck has nothing to do with it. She’ll be asking for buns before you know it, because no lady can resist your winning personality and gorgeous body. That’s just fact.

>She has a point. Don't tell the other breeders what you've learned, since they might not handle it as well as you.
You did try to talk with Zaton about it earlier, though he didn’t even want to believe your theory. Either way, yeah, let’s not tell them outright unless they are actively trying to figure things out as well.
>Fake memories? Well. uh. File that away to think about later.
It is something to think about while you lie sleepless tonight in your bed…
>Make sure you're not wearing the 'brah' in the event things get heated.
Sadly, you’ve already chosen the bra path and cannot diverge from it. Which is to say, you can’t really get that stupid thing off you in a quick and discreet manner… hmm, maybe you can find an excuse to leave the room?
>Take off your shirt, but keep the pants on (at least when you begin) to nail the "sexy masseuse" look.
Your sweater on the other hand… it’s coming off as soon as she’s ready for your magical hands.


>Follow her to her room.
It will be my pleasure, ma'am. Do you mind getting the room ready while I find the oil? Maybe light some candles?
Why, I do believe I’ve left the oil in my bedroom? But was that an attempt to have an excuse to go through my things, young man?
Of course not.
Because even an old lady like me have secrets that she doesn’t want boys like you to find, Oh hoho! No, I rather keep you in my sight, so you don’t try anything naughty~
You’re 35, that’s not old at all.
Oh, but I do feel older than that… but I digress. If you wish, you may take a few of my scented candles and place them as you see fit. They should be in that cupboard over there, in the corner of the room.
Um… sure.
>Get some music going too. Relaxing music, not porno. At first, anyway.
Music? Of course! HOPE, play some soothing ambiance for us.
Playing playlist “Soothing ambiance”.
There we go…

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Squirting some scale polish on her bare back, you start to softly massage it into her scales to make them sheen like actual opals.

>Do you remember having hobbies etc? Something to talk about?
I… haven’t really done anything but work today so…
Then, what do you want to do?
I’m… not sure?
Your memories should contain pretty much all hobbies available here… just… try and get a gut feeling of what you might like.
…I do have this feeling that… that I would like growing plants? Planting seeds, taking care of them, watching them grow…
Oh? A gardener, are you?
…and then I can grow my own super addictive toxins if I so wanted.
…and you’re supposed to get the seed for those plants… where, exactly?
Well… I’m sure I can find some coffee beans somewhere…
Or you can just buy a cup cheaply at the food court, sweetie.
Oh right, you can buy… coffee… wait, shit.
Huh? Something wrong?
No, I… I just remember that I completely forgot about that coffee I bought for me and Clara earlier… I never got the chance to drink it…
Got to caught up with work, young man?
Hehe… heh… err… y-yeah…
>What do people do for fun around here?
Why, there is a lot of things to do here, young man...
Like…?
For example, if you wish to relax for a bit, there’s a lot of nice options in the H&H section. Everything from a swimming pool and a spa to an artificial beach if you simply wish to bury yourself in the sand and feel the sun on your back. Not to mention, a massage parlor… wish, sweetie, you would be perfect for.
Really?
The Rec section is the main place, though, as it have most things you may wish for when it comes to entertainment. A movie theater, an actual theater for amateur performances, an arcade, two bars and a dance club. Of course, if you want a more relaxing experience you can always take a walk in the park or exercise a bit on the Pollus Sphera court if you’re up for a game. And of course, there’s the library if you simply wish to read.
Hmm…
And if you want to do some shopping, there’s commercial.
Of course…
>Are pets available on the station?
While they do exist, they are hard to come by. They take up a lot of unnecessary resources, you see.

>How about you get her opinion on the dad bod vs. pretty serving boy question? Does she prefer a big soft muscular man, or a smaller, cuter fella?
Why, young man, I prefer you just the way you are. Small, adorable and sweet.
So you prefer a pretty serving boy?
I prefer a cute, sweet young man that I can spoil and take care off. Like yourself.
Heh, well… I’m easy to spoil.
And so adorable when you are.
>What does she feel the most common fantasy for the ladies around here is?
A lot of the gals around here are rather dominant… and want a partner they can bully and control.
Oh…
But there are nearly just as many who want a strong man, one that can dominate them.
Oh?
So it’s hard to say… you can’t really be everyone’s fantasy, now can you?
But I can try to be the dream for as many of them as I can.
>What style of erotic ideal does she think you're best suited to fit into?
Hmm… isn’t that for you to decide? Be yourself, Bayard, that’s who you’re best suited for.
…and who am I?
That’s for you to figure out. Mmm… now, go a bit lower…

>Well, you guys won't be able to do your main job ALL the time, now will you? Perhaps one of you will have a taste for administration.
Oh hoho, if only it was so simple that one or two extra hands would solve all our problems.
Well, we can always help a little.
You can always help a lot by doing your current job, sweetie… that way we’ll have more than one or two extra hands soon enough.
>They've got you fellows adding your load on the station's resources, now, and the kids you have won't be able to help for a while.
Why, I am not so sure about that. They’ve asked us to donate at least half the eggs made to the vats, to be quickly grown, and I know for a fact that little Eliza will do so.
The vats? Wait, you mean the same vats we came from?
The very same. We simply don’t have the resources or time to take care of all those children, can we?
I… err… guess not?
But for my part I’m going to make sure the fruit from my loins will grow up the slow path. I’ve even started preparing a room for them right here.
So that’s what that last room was…
Ruby, I think? Or maybe emerald? Esmeralda? Maybe?
Ruby? What are you talking about?
Names, young man. You wouldn’t happen to know what your scale color is under those pearly white ones you have, would you sweetie?
I have no idea, honestly.
No need to fret, I don’t know my original scale color either… of course, I haven’t even thought about what I’ll call them if they are a boy… do you have any suggestions?
Err… for names?
Indeed, names for our children. You’re going to be their father after all… at least for the first one. Why, I can’t promise that one of the other breeders might just sweep me off my feet like you did, young man, Oh hoho!
Um…

You have a different scale color under the white? If the white is from some sort of artificial tinkering then you had nothing to do with it. Is white not a natural color? Thought you were just albino. Surprising. I suppose it is a little odd that you're white down to the very tips, at least one of which one would assume doesn't literally have scales all over it. We saw that the ladies get flesh tones on their intimates, but you're 100% white. Some sort of conspiracy is afoot! Not just it being faster to draw.

Anyway, names for scalie boys... well, mother Opal seems to favor gemstone names so far. Not many of those that fit for male names, but... Topaz? Zircon? Those fit pretty well with names we've seen so far. Alexander or Morgan, removing the -ite from the ends?

Go even lower. Make her tail shine.

>hy, I can’t promise that one of the other breeders might just sweep me off my feet like you did, young man, Oh hoho!
Fiver might... He quite resorsful.

>Names:
Esmeralda is a beewtifull name. Ophal, Susana, Samatha.

For boys... Well you can go with Ezequiel, Haggis, Ivan. Those sound good.
Will it have my surname?

>Be yourself, Bayard, that’s who you’re best suited for.
You can admit you also have a dream of raising an old-fashioned family. The "dad" thing is more than just a bod. Maybe on some level, your commitment to please stems from wanting to evoke or be called "dad".

"Daddy" is a little much, though.

>I’ve even started preparing a room for them right here.
Maybe you can room up together, even get some of your own kids here. Yes that is coming on pretty fast, but more traditional folks would ask less questions from that than a woman raising a kid on her own.

>Indeed, names for our children. You’re going to be their father after all…
Man, you should be kicking yourself for not coming up with names for the past eggs you made. You should do that from now on, if your future partners permit.

>what I’ll call them if they are a boy… do you have any suggestions?
Diamond? Desmond? Karat?

>>988544
>hobbies?
You can try cooking. You seemed to know what you were talking about when describing those treats you were tasting.

>boy names?
How about Kevros?

>>988709
Support

> Boy names.
Cesare comes to mind. Or perhaps Mycroft? Ooh, Kosroh.

Meanwhile...
"Let me know if it starts to hurt where I knead." Start getting serious with the massage. Find an opportunity to drop your pants (and your bra) where she isn't looking, but don't go straight to sex. Keep up the massage pretense while she enjoys your pants' sudden disappearance (and your sack's subtle swelling). You up the ante yourself, then let her set the pace for the rest.

Kaktus 2021/02/24(Wed)04:35 No. 989029 ID: 2c5282
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>You have a different scale color under the white? Is white not a natural color? Thought you were just albino.
What she meant is the color your scales are supposed to have if it weren’t for your albinism. After all, that’s the color your children will most likely inherit, and not your albino one. Well, they might inherit that too, but the chances are very low. Ophelia has something similar as well, as the color of her scales is blue thanks to a kind of benign disease and her children will most likely inherit the color she was supposed to have if it wasn’t for it making them an odd color.
>We saw that the ladies get flesh tones on their intimates, but you're 100% white. Some sort of conspiracy is afoot!
Or it’s because your snake is covered in small, soft scales while everyone’s insides aren’t? Or it might just be because it’s easier to draw, who knows!?

>Sweep her off her feet? Fiver might... He’s quite resourceful.
And he’s even cuter, sweeter and easily spoiled than you are! You’re just lucky you got to her first, as he would easily have wooed her without even trying.
>Man, you should be kicking yourself for not coming up with names for the past eggs you made. You should do that from now on, if your future partners permit.
Why the hurry? It’s not like you need to name them as soon as you plant them inside their mommies’ bellies. Besides, so far you’ve only made two eggs, one in someone that you’re bound to meet a lot, giving you plenty of times to suggest a name, and the other inside someone who wanted you to be anonymous, thus making it odd to name that egg in particular. Of course, you might try and remember coming up with names with the next child you sire.

>You can try cooking. You seemed to know what you were talking about when describing those treats you were tasting.
…you know, maybe you would like cooking as well… you can even grow your own spice… huh… it… it actually sounds really exciting now that you think about it. But you digress; those kinds of thoughts about hobbies can wait until after you’re done working!


As the two of you continue talking, you start to get serious with the massage, slowly increasing in strength as you work over her back, though you stop immediately when you hear her grunt slightly when you press down on one of her shoulder blades.
Are you alright? Let me know if it starts to hurt where I knead.
Oh, no need to worry about me, young man, I’ll be fine.

>You can admit you also have a dream of raising an old-fashioned family. The "dad" thing is more than just a bod. Maybe on some level, your commitment to please stems from wanting to evoke or be called "dad".
It is good to hear that some of the children might get a proper father figure in their life, sweetie… and I can’t see why you wouldn’t be able to raise a family of your own. Sure, your work might be rather… unconventional, but you won’t work as a breeder your whole life, will you, young man?
I guess you’re right… as soon as I’ve repopulated our species… well… I’ll have plenty of time to become whatever I want then, right?
Besides, I’m sure there are plenty of gals out there who want to call you daddy!
…daddy is a bit much, actually.
Oh hoho! I for one like being called mommy by cute boys like yourself, sweetie.

>Go even lower. Make her tail shine.
Sadly, she’s still wearing her underwear, wish means you can’t grab two handfuls of that ass, but you can fondle that cute little tail of hers for a bit…
Oh! Going a bit low there, aren’t we?
Well… I was done with your back so I thought…?
Why, if you’re done with my back… then it’s time for my front, hmm?
I… guess?

She heaves her heavy body around, spilling some of the sand from the sand bed unto the floor as she changes position. Laying on her back, she proudly show off both her ample chest and rounded tummy for your to rub.
Go on, young one, continue your massage.
Squirting a bit of scale polish on her stomach, you begin your task by polishing the scales on it until they shine like real opals, all the while getting excited by imagining just how big her belly will become after you put an egg in it.

>Maybe you can room up together, even get some of your own kids here.
Why, Bayard, how forward of you.
I mean… it’s kind of traditional for the dad to take care of the children.
Bayard, sweet thing, while I would love nothing more than for you to come here and spend time with your future children, as they will need a proper father after all, I don’t really want any other children than my own living with me…
Of course…
And… why, I barely know you as well. It’s way too early to talk about moving in together… or starting up any kind of relationship.
…but it’s not too early for me to put a bun in your oven?
That’s because of extreme circumstances, you know that, sweetie. Now, you’ve dodged the question for far too long, young man. I asked you if you had any suggestion for names for our children that we’re about to make.

>Find an opportunity to drop your pants (and your bra) where she isn't looking, but don't go straight to sex. Keep up the massage pretense while she enjoys your pants' sudden disappearance (and your sack's subtle swelling). You up the ante yourself, then let her set the pace for the rest.
It will be hard to get them both off without her noticing, especially now that she’s on her back, but you’ll try. As you continue upwards with your massage, you take the chance and unbutton your pants with a quick motion before returning your attention to her beautiful body. As you use both hands to squeeze and caress one of her breasts, you wiggle your hips in attempt to make your pants fall to the floor. Though, the raging boner you’re currently sporting from playing around with her magnificent orbs do make it a bit harder to do so.

>Will it have my surname?
Sweetie, you will have far more children than any of us gals, will you not? Wouldn’t be fair if they were all named after you, now would it. No, it would be odd if a fifth of our population would be called Resh…
Fair enough.
>Esmeralda is a beautiful name.
It is, isn’t it… if her scales are green, like emeralds, she’ll be Esmeralda…
…and if they are not?
Hmm… Ruby if she’s red… and… hmm...
…Susan maybe? Samantha?
No, no, I rather want a… Was that your pants hitting the floor I just heard?
Err… no?

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Turning over so she can get a good look at you, you watch as a coy smile crosses her lips as she catches you with your pants down.
Why, you naughty boy, getting excited are we?
How can’t I be with someone as beautiful as you before me?
Oh hoho, you’re spoiling me, young man. Now, let me take a good look at you.
She slips out of the bed, going down on her knees right in front of you leaving her at eye level to your stomach.
And what is it that you’re wearing? Oh, did Tanya put you up to this? That’s clearly something she would like seeing you boys where.
Well… err… I wasn’t actually…
”Your future children”, huh?
Carefully grabbing your large sack, she test outs its weight a bit before rubbing it slightly through the cloth of the bra.
Why, yes, I do believe you’re right about that. This monster is heavy with soon to be eggs… now, let’s return to the discussion we had before your pants so rudely interrupted us, hmm?

>Anyway, names for scalie boys... well, mother Opal seems to favor gemstone names so far.
Err… Topaz, maybe? Zircon?
She gives your sack a slight squeeze…
Why, I don’t feel a Topaz in there…
Karat?
Hmm… no…
Alexander or Morgan?
…Alexandrite… Alexander…
Playing around with your orbs in her hand, she seems to be considering the name thoroughly.
Such a regal name… Alexander… yes, I think I can feel an Alexander in there…
Well, I-
Then she suddenly gives one of the spines on your lower head a quick flick with her finger.
H-hey, watch it! Those are sensitive!
Oh, my apologies! Do you… do you want mommy to kiss it all better?
Looking you straight in the eyes, she gives the air a quick kiss before winking at you.
Or do you want to hug it out instead?
She pushes your member against one her breasts, making sure you can feel how soft and slick they are from that scale polish you rubbed into them.
Heh… well… I can say you’re a rather experienced lady when it comes to this…
…if I’m going to be completely honest with you, Bayard, then this is my first time ever being with… well, anyone.
…wait, really?
So if at any time you feel like you need to take charge, do so sweetie… just… be gentle with little old me, okay? It’s my first time after all. Now, do you want a hug or a kiss, hmm?

>Kiss or hug?
Is it too greedy of me to ask for both? A little bit of both? Maybe the kiss first and the hug later?

I think "your future children" need a nurturing hug.

>>989030
>Now, do you want a hug or a kiss, hmm?
Ask for a kiss.

If she starts sucking your dick, then offer to give her a "treat" to eat. It's only fair, since she gave you some treats earlier. Unfortunately, your "treat" isn't going to be as sweet as the ones she made, so you hope she'll be ok with that.

If she's unskilled like she says, I think a 'hug' would be best. Besides, it's something few other girls can do.

Hmm. With the height difference, I wonder, perhaps a kiss and a hug? That is, get your lips down there on hers, and enjoy the embrace of her chest at the same time. A 69 but her breasts instead of her mouth. A... 68? Maybe a bit of her mouth if she wants, the height difference shouldn't be that much. It'd probably be easiest on her for you to get on your back and her to get on top of you, you can drown for a bit in blue and then she, as she's admitted inexperience, can take her time familiarizing herself with you. Plus given her mommy kink and you guys' lizardy nature I wonder if she'd get something out of lying on top of you, like the Captain did earlier during that nap. Hmm, do your girls' breasts play a role in incubation? Dig a little hole for them in the sand bed, then lie down face-first? It'd be more plausible than sitting on the eggs, which the bipedal posture makes awkward. That could add to the her kink, then, nestling those white 'eggs' of yours in/under her bosom. Anyway, take things gentle, as desired. Her blood might be a touch slower to get hot than the younger ladies, so put in some work.

>>989030
A kiss dounds nice, she will probably start kissing your whole length and then your big balls.

>>989030
Hug.

Also that's like the third time she's mentioned she likes being called mommy. Maybe you should do that.

There aren't that many girls with breasts as scrumptious as hers, get a hug from them. Besides this way we can still finish this massage.

>>989030
Ask for a hug.