It had been a boring day so far. I had just finished tending to my small berry farm, while another crate of food arrived at my doorstep. Who kept sending these crates, I had no idea. Just that each month, a new crate would arrive, and usually have enough food just until the next one came. They were always a variety of different foods, and sometimes drinks even. One of my favorites happened to be ramen, as it was easy to prepare and only needed water, something I never seemed to run out of. Though the day would soon become far more interesting than I could’ve ever predicted. I would find myself wandering around the place, a good hour until my pizza was done cooking. I decided to pay a visit to a nearby pack of dark latex. 

While I couldn’t communicate with them, they still felt comforting to be around. After all, I too was a dark latex. They didn’t openly attack me, which was nice. But I had the strange feeling that they didn’t like me very much, even if they couldn’t express it verbally. As I was wandering, I found a different creature, one that looked to be unconscious. I remember reading up on such a creature, a human, if I recall correctly. I’d pick him up and bring them back to my place. Later on, I would hear a grunt from the room the human was laying in. Looks like he finally woke up. Now, how should I greet him? “Good morning, human!” I would say, though I wasn’t actually sure of the time. “Did you sleep well?” Either he couldn’t speak, or chose not to. 

“Anyways, I’m Clover! Sorry if it’s a mess, it’s hard for me to keep organized.” He just nodded, and I felt slightly disappointed that he didn’t seem very verbal. Though perhaps that could change later on as I got to know him. A thought crossed my mind, what if the human was hungry? Assuming he was one of the ones originally put into stasis, he’d likely want a bite to eat. I would immediately set to work cooking up something filling with what I had. I’d would’ve just made him a bowl of ramen with some of my favorite mixings, but I finished my last packet a few days ago, and I had another six days until the next crate arrived. As I waited for what I called Baba-Jay to finish cooking, I ended up getting distracted with a strange tingly feeling within my body. Whatever it was, it distracted me long enough that I left the Baba-Jay in the oven for too long.

I’d eventually notice, and managed to pull it out before it could burst into flames, like some of my early dishes when discovering my love for cooking. I’d set it on a plate, and bring it over to him. Hopefully the human can’t tell, but I’m quite anxious now. The Baba-Jay came out overcooked, and the colors were supposed to change and look like how it does in the book. This oven always did weird things, but I didn’t dare try and fix it as I really didn’t know how it worked. He seemed to enjoy it either way, as he finished it in about three minutes by my estimate. I would have given him a tour of the place, like one of the books I read recommended when having guests, but he likely already looked around and saw everything there was. 

Oh, how it was going to be so exciting, having a human over. Someone to talk to and interact with. It’s got me feeling all excited, and that tingly feeling from earlier suddenly returned, a lot stronger this time. I noticed the human staring at me weirdly. Seems I have confused him with my actions, though I’m not sure what I did wrong. I followed roughly where his eyes were looking, and it landed on something between my legs. I didn’t recognize what it was at first, however I recognized the area as my privates, just that there was a thingy sticking out from them, darker in color than the rest of me, almost seeming black compared to my dark gray body. None of the books I’d read had mentioned anything growing outwards between a humans legs. Maybe that’s why he’s confused? 

But why had it extended outwards like this, and why was it leaking some of my goo at the tip. Perhaps it was because I found someone to talk to? Was it a sign of happiness? Maybe caused by the stress from earlier? I knew it was a bit sensitive, as poking it felt funny. I knew I usually peed out of it. I just didn’t know why it was stiff, and large… and throbbing. Yet, I feel like he knew more than me, as he just started touching it and- Ahhh! It was amazing! I don’t know what the human was doing to me, but it felt really good. It was certainly strange, sure. But I didn’t want him to stop. I could feel my tail excitedly wagging behind me, it seemed to be getting faster and faster the longer he played with it. 

Part of me wanted to ask if the thing he was touching had a specific name, but I couldn’t seem to form words, as whatever this feeling he was making me feel had completely filled my head, not allowing me to think very well. What I could tell was the sensation of a rising pressure between my legs, where my thingy was. It felt like I wanted to pee, but I knew I could hold it in for a bit, I didn’t want the human to stop after all. The feeling of wanting to pee would only keep rising in intensity. I tried fighting it off for longer, but my body seemed to be fighting back. How strange. I wanted to warn the human, but what came out of my mouth was a jumble of words blended together as I felt my mind go numb, and the feeling of pressure skyrocketed in intensity.

Suddenly my whole body spasmed, as I felt something shoot out of the part he was rubbing. It didn’t quite feel like peeing, nor did the liquid coming out seem to actually be piss. But whatever it was, I couldn’t stop releasing it. Alongside all of this, I felt like my body was on fire with an intense tingly feeling. It was similar to something I’d feel whenever I successfully cooked something new, however this was about ten times stronger, and concentrated around my thingy. This feeling would last a little bit longer, before beginning to taper off. This might have been the greatest experience I’ve had yet. My legs were wanting to give out on me, and I would’ve fallen to the ground if it wasn’t for the human catching me. He helped me over to my bed and laid me down upon it. 

As he was walking away, I called out for him to stay. After what he made me feel, I wasn’t about to just let him go. It was dangerous in this facility, as all the other dark latex weren’t as friendly as me, and I doubt he could do to them what he did to me. To make sure he couldn’t get up while I was asleep, I brought my tail forward, between my legs, and used it to tuck him against me, pressing it against his back. This made him feel comfortable if the look on his face was anything to go by. It was strangely comforting for me as well, and I would have to hold him like this in bed for the foreseeable future. I could see a faint smile on his face as he was looking at me, and I returned the smile. He would fall asleep shortly after, with me following behind.

Ever since that day, I’ve been feeling weird. Often, I’d wake up, to find my thingy stiff. Since I was still rather embarrassed by it, I’d usually just lay in bed and wait for it to go down, before going about my day. Sometimes it took longer than usual, but eventually it would go down. Around the same time, I found a strange piece of rubber one day while wandering the labs. This strange piece of rubber was white in color, had a hole going all the way through it, and a piece of paper stuffed within. It had a decent heft to it. Though I ended up discarding the paper, as I didn’t see a use for it. The piece of white rubber would prove to be useful in holding my cooking spoons and such when not in use, though I always saw the human glancing at it oddly.

Perhaps he liked how it looked? I wasn’t sure, as he still hadn’t talked to me. Speaking of the human, I began finding him within the bathroom a lot more, he seemed to be doing something with his own thingy, but I’m often too tied up with cooking to watch him completely. By the time I get a chance to, he’s already finished or something, and he only does this once. For some reason, if I look at this piece of rubber long enough, I find my thingy gets a little stiff, as if the two are meant to go together. I’ll have to try some experimenting when the human is asleep. Later that night, I was using the bathroom when I heard the human using the kitchen sink. He likely just wanted a glass of water before going to bed, so I dismissed it. 

Once I’m finished, I head over to make sure he’s asleep, before going to grab the piece of rubber. I find it sitting on the table where I left it, strangely a little wet. Perhaps the human had the same idea, and tried it first? Either way, I grab it, and before I head off to experiment, I find a piece of paper beside it. Looks to be drawn with that crayon set Puro gave me. I knew it had to be the human’s doing, since I never had the inspiration to draw. I take both items and head to a quieter area, so as to not disturb the human. Once there, I take ahold of the piece of rubber and stick a claw in, feeling around in case I forgot to take anything out. The hole seemed to have large bumps lining the inside. It felt strange against my claw, but perhaps it would feel good on my thingy. 

Speaking of my thingy, I noticed it was already stiff and throbbing, as if excited for what I was about to do. I would look over the human’s instructions again, noticing he seems to have given two different ways to use the piece of rubber. One with my paw, and another with my feet. I wasn’t sure which way I wanted to try first, so I thought I’d just do it in order of how it was drawn. I grab the piece of rubber with my hand and hold it over my stiff thingy, before slowly pressing down and watching as it easily slides over- Ahh! It’s squeezing around my thingy snugly! But… it feels rather nice. I take a moment to just breath, before I look over the instructions again. It says to move it up and down, though how fast isn’t said. I decide to just take it slow at first and- Ohhhhh.

I think I understand what the bumps are for now, as I can feel each of them massaging my stiff thingy. It feels good, and I can feel myself fall into a steady rhythm after a shaky start. I wonder if the human knows how good this feels, perhaps I’ll have to show him sometime. I find out that if I squeeze gently enough, it adds to the good feeling. Though I try and resist a little, I can feel myself speeding up with the piece of rubber. I also find myself unable to resist squeezing constantly, which seems to push the piece of rubber up and down for me, making it a little bit easier on my arm. I can feel something rising within me, a pressure similar to the one I felt from the human rubbing my thingy, so I speed up more, desperately wanting to experience it again.

I notice myself using both hands and moaning quite loudly as I think I’m about to- Hnnnngggggggg! AHHHHHH! I can feel it gushing out, it feels so good! There’s black goo all over my paws, the piece of rubber, and dripping down onto the floor. I think some of it landed on my face as well, as I feel a warm spot. I sigh softly, still experiencing the amazing tingly feeling throughout my body. It makes me feel nice and fuzzy all over, and I can’t help but giggle. I ponder if this was what the piece of rubber was actually meant for. What I knew was I wanted to do it again, as my thingy was still hard, even after gushing out a lot of this strange black goo. I reposition myself and look over the instructions again, deciding to try the second way.

It had me laying on my back and grabbing the piece of rubber with both of my feet paws, before lowering it and sliding it over my thingy. Ah! It still feels tingly, perhaps its sensitive now? I want to go slow like before, but I just can’t control myself. I begin to go- Ahhhhhhh! My thingy is really sensitive, but I can’t stop! My body won’t listen to me anymore. I squirm around as the feeling is overwhelming me, and it isn’t long before I feel the now familiar pressure quickly rise within. I want to fight it, but I can’t. I just have to accept that I’m going to- Mhhhhhhhnnn. It shot up so high this time. Heh, it’s raining down on me. Warm droplets of black goo splashing against my face and body. My mind is numb by now, as I feel relaxed like never before. Yet my thingy is still hard.

Surely going twice would make it relax, if this was what my body wanted? I just lay there, my mind feeling like a puddle at this point. It’s hard for me to think, yet I can feel my body wanting more. I began to move it up and down, trying to ignore the oversensitivity of my thingy. However, a train of thought crossed my mind and made me pause for a moment. Would my mouth feel any better? I recalled a vivid dream where the human used his mouth on my thingy, and it felt amazing. Perhaps if I did the same? I was more than flexible enough, despite being a little fat in my opinion. It takes a lot of effort, but I manage to pull the piece of rubber off my thingy, and slowly bend forward, nearly poking my eye out with my own thingy. 

I manage to get it close enough and breath on it, which sends a shiver throughout my body, and causes it to twitch and throb wildly, Seems it’s just as excited and eager as I am. I manage to put it into my mouth and- Ohh. That feels surprisingly good. I felt myself slurping on my thingy by mistake, but it feels good, so I continue to do so. I must look ridiculous, as I’m curled up on the floor at this point. I can’t quite describe the feeling, but it’s like sticking my thingy into a pot of water. Only the pot is that piece of rubber if it was made of my goo, minus the bumps. I can feel myself rocking back and forth, making my thingy slide in and out of my mouth, which feels amazing. Maybe even better than the piece of rubber. Though it’s way more effort, so maybe it has a purpose after all. 

Regardless, I’m not stopping now. I can feel the tingly pressure rising within my body, and I know all too well what this means. I thought I was ready this time. I wasn’t. I didn’t expect my thingy to hit the back of my throat, causing me to gag and uncurl. From there, I find my vision blurry from coughing a lot, trying to clear my throat. While this is happening, my thingy is now actively shooting out its black goo, and I notice a lot of it land on the human, who is standing there. When did he get here? And how did he find me? I hope I didn’t upset him. Though judging by the smirk on his face, I think he found it funny. Thankfully, he had a towel with him, and I use it to clean up, before walking back to the area I call my own.