In the lair, in the dojo, Leonardo was deep in meditation, seeking to find calm amidst the usual chaos of his life as a ninja turtle. At his side, his human friend, feeling increasingly bored, decided to play around with the situation a bit.

The woman brought one of her feet to the bottom of Leonardo's plastron, rubbing gently. Leonardo froze, a mix of surprise and confusion crossing his face. The sensation of the contact made him recoil, but his instinct told him to keep his composure.

"What do you think you're doing?!" Leonardo exclaimed, his voice shaky and full of disbelief. His heart was beating a thousand miles an hour, both from the discomfort of the situation and the challenge she represented.

"Why did it hurt?" she asked, with feigned innocence, leaning towards him in curiosity. "You're supposed to keep your male reproductive system in your shell."

Her foot touched and slid across his crotch, the atmosphere became tense. Leonardo's eyes widened, worried that one of his brothers might show up and discover them in this compromising situation. His mind struggled between the need to make him stop and the fascination he felt for his boldness.

The woman stopped when she noticed something large was forming on the lower part of Leonardo's plastron. A clear, sticky liquid began to flow out. Confused by what she was seeing.

"Did you... did you pee?" the woman asked, not understanding the situation.

Leonardo felt the heat rise to his shell, unable to articulate a response. His face turned red, unable to find the right words to explain the situation. It was obvious that it wasn't urine, but he had no idea how to get out of this mess.

"No, it's not that..." he stammered, his voice shaking. "It's... it's... complicated."