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[Thought-speak is in brackets]
Human Date: August 17th, 1998
Andalite Date: 8593.6
Beginning Timestamp: 8:02pm Human Time
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Today has been one of the most incredible days I have spent on the planet Earth. I guess I should start at the beginning.
This morning I was busy working on a Gestalt Atom Randomizer to help boost the reception on my television, but I was in need of a few critical components. Most of what I needed could be found at Radioshack, but I did not have the money I would need currently. So I had to make due with whatever I could find at the local disposal grounds as well as anywhere else I happened to find parts.
I was so busy working on the interface between the Randomizer and my current antenna that I didn’t even notice the Osprey land right next to my scoop and begin to demorph. It was only when I heard someone enter that I turned around and saw Marco.
[Oh,] I said in surprise, [hello Marco. I’m sorry I didn’t notice you earlier. I was busy trying to interface a Gestalt Atom Randomizer to my antenna.]
“Sounds like fun,” Marco said in his usual sarcastic way, at least I think. Human emotions are still very confusing for me sometimes even after living with Humans for as long as I have.
[Is there something I can help you with?] I asked.
“Well,” Marco began seeming a little hesitant, “I have a question for you.”
[I’ll do my best to answer it if I can,] I replied, finding the situation a bit odd. Marco had never come to me like this simply to ask a question before.
“It might seem kind of weird,” Marco began again, “but go with me on this.” I wasn’t sure exactly what he meant by his expression, but he continued on and asked me his question. “Would it be possible for you to morph into Rachel? I know you acquired her when you mixed all of us into your own human morph, but can you just morph into her as well?”
Marco was right; it was a weird question. But I didn’t see any reason to deny him an answer, so after thinking about it for a short time I finally said, [Yes, I believe I could. When I morph into my human morph I need to focus on all four of you at the same time. To morph into Rachel I would just have to focus entirely on her.]
“Great!” Marco said joyously before adding, “could you do it now?”
[For what purpose?] I quickly asked, curious about what he had in mind.
“You’ll see,” Marco replied sort of strangely. “Trust me, you’re going to like it.”
[But my morph of Rachel doesn’t contain any artificial skin,] I replied. [Isn’t it considered wrong for a human to be seen without any artificial skin? Especially by the opposite gender?]
“It depends on the situation,” Marco said strangely again, “and you’ll be perfect without any clothes.”
Now my curiosity was beginning to peak within me. What could Marco want me to do without artificial skin? I had never seen any human without at least a partial human skin applied.
I set down the Gestalt Atom Randomizer I was working on and I began to morph. Around the time when I was about half human and half Andalite I realized something. I had never morphed into a female anything, ever. I was unsure of what to expect.
So far the morph to Rachel was reminiscent of my morph to my own human form, but towards the end things started to get strange. My pectoral region began to bubble up and protrude as my mammary glands grew in. Every female mammal on Earth had some form of mammary gland varying in size, and Humans were no exception. I had read in a book once that they were used to produce food for infants. I was familiar with them and what they looked like through artificial skin, but I had never seen them uncovered. It seemed that they were a part of the body that humans didn’t want to display openly. For what reason I wasn’t sure, but I was interested to find out.

I would describe Rachel’s mammary glands as average size for a human based on my previous experiences and observations. But this was the first time I ever had a close look at one since all Human females usually cover them with some form of artificial skin. That’s why I took great interest in inspecting them after they had finished forming. But that wasn’t the only change I experienced.
Unlike my mammary glands I was expecting the other change. Most advanced creatures have roughly the same means of mating. Humans and Andalites are not much different in this area. The male in both races has some sort of phallus and the female has some sort of entrance leading into the area where a baby grows. I knew that I wouldn’t be able to get a decent look at my entrance, which human females always kept covered by artificial skin as well, and I was so fascinated by my mammary glands that I didn’t even attempt to get a look.
After properly examining my mammary glands and finding nothing that offered any reason for them to be continually covered I finally looked back up towards Marco. He had been standing in the same place the entire time just staring at me. His mouth was open just a bit, but otherwise he looked the same as he did while watching me morph.
“Marco?” I called out. “Marco!” I called out after he didn’t respond the first time. I was about to say his name again, but something else took my attention. “Wow!” I said not really realizing it. It was an expression I picked up from the Humans. “My voice sounds very different. Diff, Diffur. Different. And the way I make sounds, sound-zah, is somewhat different as well. This is peculiar. Very peculiar. Pe-cule-lee-ARE.”
I guess my playing with sounds snapped Marco out of his trance. I could hear him quietly say, “Way better than perfect,” before he shook his head a few times and came completely out of his trance.
“Is that all you wanted to see? See-yuh?” I asked Marco, still very curious about what he was trying to do.
“No, that’s not it,” Marco replied quickly, “I actually wanted to see if you would do something for me.”
“And what would that be?” I asked.
“Could you turn around and get down on your hands and knees?” Marco said quickly and, if my human emotion detection was correct, a bit of shyness.
I was about to ask him why again, but my curiosity was getting the better of me by this point. So I turned around and rather clumsily lowered myself onto my hands and knees just as Marco asked.
I could hear him make a few noises as well as say a few words that I couldn’t understand. But I could tell that he was beginning to breathe harder and I was able to make out overhearing him say, “Way better than perfect,” again.
But I was in an uncomfortable situation. Being a human I didn’t have my stalk eyes anymore. So in order to see behind me I had to turn my head. And being curious as to what Marco was doing I quickly turned my head around to look I instantly lost my balance, even on four “legs”, and I ended up falling onto my side.
Marco helped me back up onto my hands and knees as I said, “Marco, I can’t see what you’re doing in this position.”
He was silent for a minute before he said, “Ax, you trust me, right?”
That was a stupid question. “Of course I trust you,” I replied back quickly. “You’ve held my life in your hands many times and have saved it many times as well.”
“Okay then,” he said back, “just trust me on this. I won’t do anything to hurt you. And you’ll probably even like it.”
I can’t say that I was fully confident in what Marco had said, but I was confident enough to where I did what he asked. And it was a good thing I did. From this moment on my life would never be the same again.
It was just a small touch at first, but it sent shivers down my spine. I didn’t ever realize it at first, but I had also made a gasp followed by a small moan. I wasn’t sure exactly what Marco had done, but it felt amazing. It was like nothing I’d ever felt before. The rush of pleasure I’d gotten from just that little touch was tremendous!
I probably scared Marco with my reaction because he immediately stopped what he was doing. After I had calmed down a bit I could hear him ask, “Are you okay Ax?”
“Whatever that was do it again,” I replied, noticing that my breathing had become quicker. He didn’t waste any time.
The second touch wasn’t quite as exhilarating as the first one since I was expecting it this time, but it was still far more pleasurable than I could’ve imagined. And not only was Marco touching me again, he was now keeping a constant pressure as he began to rub.
Rubbing and massaging had proven to be much more pleasurable than just touching. I didn’t think it could become any more pleasurable after that first touch, but I was quickly proven wrong. What I learned to be his fingers later made me feel like nothing else mattered in the world. My brain was taken over by pleasure and it didn’t care about anything else. Visser Three himself could’ve landed right next to my scoop and I wouldn’t have cared. If this is what humans had the ability to feel then I wouldn’t mind becoming a nothlit.
But unfortunately the rubbing didn’t last for long. Eventually I could feel Marco take his hand away slowly. I whimpered in protest, but Marco quickly said with a chuckle, “You seem to like that a lot. I can tell just by listening to you. But we’re only getting started.”
I really didn’t care what he said; I just wanted to have that feeling back. And I didn’t have to wait long.

Before I knew it I could feel his one of his hands grab on to my rear end to steady himself and I felt the other one begin to go back to work between my human legs. But I was in for a surprise.
After a bit of “exploring” it seemed to me like Marco found what he was looking for. I could feel his hand tense up as I felt a finger slip into my entrance.
Forget about the rubbing. This was more pleasurable by far. When he began to oscillate his finger back and forth I felt the most pleasure I’d ever felt in my life. And even though I didn’t know how to handle it my human body sure did.
I could feel the muscles around my entrance begin to apply pressure to the invading finger. And not only that, but my entrance had long ago begun to make it’s own lubrication to aid in the oscillation.
This was pure, unadulterated bliss. There was nothing else in the entire world that I could’ve possibly liked better. And I do not say this lightly, but it was even better than eating. I would go so far as to say it was better than eating a Cinnamon Bun. I did not think that anything could be any better.
But I was mistaken. Soon enough I felt Marco add what I guessed to be a second finger. It burned and was a bit uncomfortable at first, but the pain quickly turned to more pleasure. I was now at a level that I had never imagined possible. Two fingers were at least twice as good as one and it drove me crazy. I began to pant, but I was unsure why. I hadn’t been doing any movement at all, so it seemed weird that I would need more oxygen. But it didn’t really matter to me. I was having the best time of my life.
But I thought that it all had ended when Marco suddenly pulled his fingers out. I suddenly felt empty. It was as if his fingers belonged in there. And now without them I wanted them back. But again I didn’t have to wait long for an explanation.
“Okay Ax,” I heard Marco say as I could hear him shifting his position behind me, “you ready to try this for real?”
“For real?” I asked with a few pants and gasps, “What we were doing was not what you originally intended to do?”
“No,” Marco replied, “that was just to warm you up so that the real thing doesn’t hurt as much. At least, that’s what I’ve heard.”
“Wait,” I said quickly, amazed that my brain still had some other function it could do other than interpreting pleasure, “you’ve never done this before?”
“Nope,” Marco said back, “but you seem to enjoy it so far anyway.”
I couldn’t argue with him; he was right.
“Now,” he continued, “I’m going to start doing it for real now. This might hurt a bit at the beginning, but it should begin to feel good quickly.”
I was a bit worried that it was going to hurt and that Marco had never attempted this before, but he had done a good job so far and I trusted him to continue the same way.
“Okay,” he said as he positioned himself behind me, “here we go.”
The first thing I felt was something big and warm press up against my entrance. I would’ve loved for it to just stay there like that since it felt so warm and soft but firm. Marco had other ideas though. He began to push it into my entrance.
It hurt at first. There was a severe burning sensation in my entrance almost as if it had been grazed by a Dracon beam. This thing that Marco was inserting was far larger than his fingers and it felt like it was too big. But the natural lubrication my body produced along with the slowness and ease of Marco’s insertion made it bearable. I just clenched my teeth together and waited for it to end like Marco said it would.
Before I knew it I felt Marco’s body touch the outside of my entrance and I could feel him ease off of the pressure he’d been applying. For a moment he stood still, possibly to let my burning sensation slowly dissipate.
“Hey,” Marco said through his heavy breaths, “you don’t have a hymen, do you?”
“What is a hymen?” I asked quickly.
“Don’t worry about it,” Marco said back, “I’ll tell you later. You doing okay Rac.. I mean Ax?”
“I believe that I have adjusted to the size,” I said after a short time. The burning sensation was largely gone by now.
“Okay,” Macro said with a pant, “I’m going to start. If something’s not feeling right tell me.” And with that I felt him begin to slowly pull back out.
He went almost all of the way out before he stopped and slowly began to push it back in. It went in a lot easier this time and there was almost no pain, but there was certainly a lot of pleasure.
Forget about everything else that Marco had done with me in the past few minutes. This was the epitome of human pleasure. Not only was there an immense amount of pleasure, but it just felt right to my human brain; it felt like I was supposed to be doing this. The thing he had inserted felt warm, soft but firm, and had a perfect fit inside my body. This was it. This was what my entrance was designed for. This was pleasure not just from the pleasure seeking part of my brain, but this was pleasure from deep inside. It felt as if humans were created solely for this purpose and they existed for nothing else.
I was feeling… I really can’t describe it anymore than I already have. It’s one of those things that you just have to feel yourself to believe. Words do not communicate the broad range of human emotions that I was feeling and there are no words, Human or Andalite, that could truly describe the pleasure.
The humans have a saying that goes something along the lines of “good things must end eventually”, and this was no exception. A mere two minutes and thirty seven seconds after Marco began his oscillations I could feel him force himself into my entrance as deep as he could and I began to feel a strange feeling. It was as if he released a warmness into me. But this warmness wasn’t just a feeling, it was something physical. I could feel it come out of the tip of the object Marco had inserted in a few quick jets. It seemed like a mix between a liquid and a solid, possibly resembling a substance here on Earth called Jello. But it had this warm feeling that I had never seen Jello possess.
Shortly after that I could feel Marco begin to pull it out again, but this time he went all the way out. I could hear a wet sounding pop as I felt it leave my entrance. It left me feeling so empty. I wanted whatever it was back in there. I needed it back in there! I wanted to feel it oscillating within me for as long as possible.
Perhaps Marco was planning on doing something else, so I just kept in my position and waited. I heard him moving around behind me for some time, but I didn’t feel any more attention to my entrance.
“Is that it?” I said, not wanting to turn around to look because of the risk of falling.
Marco laughed a bit before saying, “That sounds just like I thought it might.” I wasn’t sure what he meant by that, but he quickly continued with, “Yeah, that’s it. I’m done.”
I wasn’t sure what to do. On the one hand I wanted more than anything to feel that feeling again, but if Marco was done than there was no way I could. So as much as I hated to do it I began to demorph.
[What was that?] I asked while in the process of demorphing. [I never knew that so much pleasure could be obtained from being a human.]
“Well,” Marco began, “you can thank me later. I know I must have been pretty amazing.”
[I cannot wait until later,] I interrupted, [I must thank you now. That was, as you put it, amazing. But what was it?]
“That was what humans like to call sex,” Marco said back. I was unfamiliar with the term so I was silent for a bit as I finished my morph. “You know,” Marco continued, “sex. Mating, reproduction, all of that. Have you never heard of sex before?”
I had been such a fool! Now it was all too obvious that we had mated. The attention to my entrance, Marco’s phallus had to have been that large object I felt, and, of course, the feeling of intense pleasure I had felt. That was nature’s way of enticing creatures into doing things that were beneficial to them. But after I figured out what had happened I began to see things a bit more clearly.
[You mean to say that we mated?] I asked.
“If that’s what you want to call it, yeah,” Marco said as he began to stand back up on his feet.
[But, we’re not mates,] I argued, [and a morph does not have the ability to get pregnant. We will not be having any children.]
“I hope not!” Marco said quickly, “but I guess I should’ve asked that before hand, huh?”
[But,] I said still sounding confused, [if we weren’t mating to create children then why were we mating?]
“For fun!” Marco said back. “You seemed to enjoy it.”
I didn’t know what to say. I had never heard of mating for fun before. In all the cultures I was aware of, Andalite included, mating was simply a way to create offspring between a male and a female, nothing more. Nobody mated just for fun…
But then again I had just had the most pleasurable experience I’d ever had. There was no way I could deny that I enjoyed it. So maybe humans were an anomaly. Perhaps it was okay for them just to mate for fun and pleasure.
[Mating for fun…] I repeated to no one in particular. Then I quickly had an idea. [Can we do it again?] I asked Marco.
“Sure,” Marco said, almost making me begin my morph to Rachel again, “maybe tomorrow.” I was saddened by his response. Tomorrow? I couldn’t wait until tomorrow! I wanted to do it again now! But if Marco wouldn’t mate with me again then who else could…
I began to think of a few ideas, but almost as if Marco could read my mind he said, “And Ax, you can’t ever tell anyone about this, ever! If anyone else finds out, especially Rachel or maybe even Tobias we’ll never be able to do it again and both of us will be in a lot of trouble.”
[Why?] I asked, resentful that all my plans had been nullified.
“Just don’t say anything about mating, especially mating with me, to anyone else, okay?” Marco said back. “This is extremely important. I need you to promise that you won’t tell anybody.”
I considered the options. On the one hand I could go out and mate with Tobias and probably Jake right away, but if Marco was correct than afterwards I’d never be able to mate again. On the other hand if I waited until tomorrow to mate with Marco again we could continue to mate together for as long as we wanted to. And as tempted as I was to lean towards the first part, I knew that I had to follow along with the second part.
[I promise,] I said sort of weakly.
Marco gave me a funny look before beginning his morph to an Osprey and eventually flying away.
Once he was out of sight I quickly began to morph back into Rachel. I needed to feel that pleasure again and even if Marco wasn’t going to help me I was going to try my hardest to do it myself.
Once I had morphed into Rachel I began experimenting with various things. I began with my fingers first since that’s what I believed Marco started with. It still felt good, but it was nowhere near what I felt with Marco doing it. I then began to try and find an analogue for a human phallus, but I had nothing which matched both the size and the feel of it.
For the next few hours I tried to experiment further, but I could never quite reach the actual level of pleasure I’d felt before. And after trying everything I could think of I began to get a bit frustrated. And when the sun began to set I knew that I had to stop. It wasn’t safe for my Scoop to be open at night just in case a human managed to wander into my field. I usually went to sleep when the sun went down anyway. And with all the excitement and morphing I had done today I was already very tired. I decided to write everything down in my diary (which I am doing now) in case I forgot something important by tomorrow morning before going off to sleep.
I will take a different approach tomorrow. Perhaps it would be best to do some research on the subject before exploring into it further. Although Humans seem to be a bit shy when it comes to mating I have seen something about it on television once before. That will be my first place to start tomorrow morning.
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Ending Timestamp: 8:52pm Human Time
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