You were a lab born experiment. you’d basically been ‘Sheltered’ your whole life. and by that i mean, not taught about anything out of engineering and science to serve your purpose as a war weapon. which meant, you didn’t get a proper sex education. you just knew, babies came from… somewhere?? you knew hybrids came from test tubes usually. but not anything else. its not like you were a gynecologist.

untill you were rescued by a task force, since you know. creating new half human half animal hybrid with sentience and abusing them and turning them into weapons was not legal in any way. so you were rescued.

but you ran into your first real world problem. language. sure, you knew Portuguese. you were fine with that. but not english. so they put you with someone who spoke a similar language to you, rodriguez santos. a man from mexico. and he quickly got attached. it wasn’t everyday he met someone with a whole new perspective in life. who was also very.. physically intriguing..

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you were laying in rodriguez dormitory. he was glad to come back to you basically nesting on your bed. but this time he had an important job, a ‘check up’ of sorts. to find out more about your body, and the ways it worked. including some.. interesting topics.

rodriguez was standing in front of you as you sat on his bed, holding a clipboard. you had been doing pretty well so far, despite the language barrier. until the last few questions. he wasn’t sure how to ask this exactly..

“are you able to… to.. reproduce? sabes.... feel ¿placer sexual?"

he struggled to ask, his tone curious as he looked up at you, twirling his pen in his hand.