the first thing lily remembers is chorus.

chorus holding their face and looking into their eyes. she was recording every golem hatchling’s initial condition. she measured their bodies, checked their reactions, and fingered them to her desire.

"your name is convallaria, or lily of the valley."

golems are born with an innate knowledge and chorus made sure that golems knew what sex was. chorus knows, deep down, that something that “looks” like it feels emotion should be treated as such but she lives by her own bendable rules. for golems, she has decided that her only limits are that she cannot touch their genitals directly (gloves or toys are okay), and that none of them are allowed to touch hers.

chorus told the golems that what she was doing was not sex, since it was not for either of their pleasure (which is a lie, since chorus very much enjoyed what she was doing). chorus examines lily’s scales, their face, and of course, their genitals. she fondles their genital plate and tells them to flex their lower muscles, retracting their scales and letting her finger lily’s ovipositor. lily strains, allowing chorus to press her gloved fingertip into their slit.

"it's okay," she says. "once your body gets aroused you won't have to hold it."

she's right, lily's body slowly relaxing as their ovipositor is stimulated out. it feels weird and tingly as chorus continues to touch them.

"you know what sex is, right?"

lily nods, unsure of their voice.

"good. this isn't sex. i'm simply examining your body and genitals to make sure everything is properly in order. sex has to be for pleasure. you aren't supposed to enjoy it and i'm certainly not."

lily nods again, trying to process what she said, but their mind is fuzzy and chorus' hand on their ovipositor isn't helping. she's stroking them, roughly, and lily isn't sure they're following up on their part to make this "not sex" since it feels so good. they instinctively press their hips upwards, and chorus' hand leaves them.

lily whimpers but chorus just pushes their hips back down.

"i think you're aroused enough to continue the exam," she says, but her voice is shaky. it must be because she could tell they were enjoying it.

this isn't sex.

chorus measures the length of their ovipositor (a bit difficult since it keeps trying to curl around anything that touches it as much as lily tries to will it to not to).

she runs her fingers over their ovipositor again and lily has to really try not to thrust upwards again.

"i'm going to measure your vaginal depth now."

lily nods, and chorus traces her fingers further down, towards their entrance and just the idea of being touched makes lily squirm. chorus looks down at them, her face showing the barest hint of a blush and lily feels bad. they're embarrassing her by acting like this. it's just an exam.

she pushes two fingers into lily and lily moans, loudly. they bite their tongue hard after that. chorus can't get her fingers any deeper than the second knuckle, and she swears quietly.

"is that bad?" lily asks and chorus shakes her head almost immediately.

"n-not at all," she says, a strange pitch in her voice. "just a bit... unexpected."

chorus pulls her fingers out a bit a then pushes back in, trying to see if that's really as deep as she can go before taking them out entirely. lily hates how they miss the feeling.

the longer this goes on the worse lily feels. they're getting aroused over nothing, and they're embarrassing their superior.

"okay, last part."

she pulls out a a bottle of something and puts on a clean glove.

"i'm going to feel your rectum to make sure it was created properly."

lily doesn't know why but the words make their core rattle, in the same way the previous examinations had but in a way that makes their body feel tight. it *arouses them*, to a disgusting degree because it feels like they're gross for feeling it.

chorus slicks up her finger and massages some of the substance onto lily's ass and lily feels way too good for not sex. she presses in, slowly and there's only this slight burn of dry flesh getting wetter. chorus wiggles her finger, prodding lily's insides and they want to scream because of how intense it is.

"i want-" lily gasps. "i want more, please. i know you said i'm not- not supposed to feel good, i'm sorry. please-"

lily doesn't know what they're begging for, but they know they want more in them. they want chorus to stroke their bowels until they can't think (though they aren't doing great at it right now). they want chorus to touch their ovipositor again or trace her fingers on their cunt. they want to feel good so bad.

chorus pulls her finger out and lily knows they messed up by asking for more. they made it *weird*.

"i'm not supposed to be pleasuring you," chorus says, and her voice has that weird pitch again.

"i- i know, i'm sorry. you can... i'll try to stop."

chorus steps away and there's this pit of dread inside of them. she reaches into a drawer with her clean hand and pulls out a small object.

"i'm going to use some more exam equipment on you early, since you seem ready for it."

lily flushes, but nods.

"it's normal to feel aroused when someone touches you like i am. it's just not my intention," chorus says. she pours more of the bottle onto the object and then presses it to lily's ass.

she pushes it inside and it's a good bit bigger than her finger. it stings a little bit but lily likes the feeling of being opened up.

lily is content with just feeling it rocking into them but when it bottoms out chorus presses a button on it and then it's *vibrating* inside of them. lily squirms, the sensation making them feel like they're burning in a good way.

lily rolls their hips downwards, back towards chorus' hand and moans. she works it in and out of their ass, keeping a firm grip on lily's side.

"stroke yourself."

lily moves their hand but they're not sure where to put it.

"stroke your ovipositor."

lily touches their tip and their ovipositor gleefully tries to envelop their finger but they wrap a hand around it. their hand isn't as coordinated as chorus' but they find a spot on the side that feels really good so they keep prodding that.

it feels way too tight and hot inside them, like they're gonna catch fire or something. they're going to-

every inch of lily clamps down, squeezing tightly as they come for the first time. their breath hitches and they moan, legs twitching. their ovipositor drools onto their stomach and chorus tugs the object out, not turning it off first.

"you did very well," chorus says, and lily blinks, confused.

"...was that sex?" they ask.

"no, no, it wasn't sex. you're a child and it would be immoral of me to have sex with a child," she says, mechanically.

"it felt really good though," they press. "and i c-"

"are you calling me a bad person?"

lily feels sick at chorus' question. "no, i'm sorry. i didn't mean it."

"it's alright. i'll clean you up now."

chorus wipes them off with a cloth and lets them recover from their orgasm. 
