Intergalactic Sex Bar - Issue 2 Cy's First Time
Rina and I strolled casually around the outer walls of the Sex Bar, peeking in the glass doors of the sex rooms. There was one room full of Crinths. They were changing colors, swaying like a mass of seaweed in a rhythmic current. I saw two suddenly flicker like strobe lights. That created a slow chain reaction, causing others to flicker and then fade to a deep purple.
"There's your room, Cy!" Rina whispered, nudging me with a tentacle. We had 30 minutes in these bodies before we were back where we started. Rina looked like a blue octopus - a Dili. She was obviously female, but as a Crinth, I had no gender, which was more odd than I expected. I felt the urge to put a bow at the tips of my sea grass to declare myself female. Strange.
"Let's get a drink first, Rina. We will get a better catch if we play it cool." I was fighting the urge to dash into that room of other Crinths. Crinths may look like seaweed with a face, but the entire body is genitalia. Among the known ilfs in the universe, Crinths rank toward the top for pleasurable arousal and orgasms, and it was unusual that their bodies were available to rent.
We sat down and a sleek bartender with silver fur and large black eyes handed us menus with holograms of the drinks. I chose the Swamp Cocktail with fog falling over the brim, fitting for the misty planet of Crinths. Maybe others would think I was a Natural. Rina chose the Mystery Potion served in a red beaker.
"Oh my, are you vibing with the hunk of wood? He is making me turn pink," I said to Rina. A Trunkman was staring a hole into her, and she was starting to shine and smell like lilies in full bloom. I was also aroused at the sight of the muscular tree creature. He came over and whisked Rina off to a sex room, and I was left alone.