Kahi 2012/02/23 (Thu) 20:57 No. 40113 ▼ File 133003063321.jpg - (2.80KB, 227x160 , baster.jpg)
Usually, you'll admit, you're pretty prone to acting on whatever first pops into your head. You think you're similar to Frank, in that respect. The difference between you two is usually that you can hold back a moment, think about it, and restrain yourself if what you're about to do or say is completely pointless, or just really stupid.
The idea you just thought of is... it might be both, you think.
Just to start, in hindsight, you're pretty sure Alice already does that. And frequently. And to boot, it isn't just 'when the need builds up' but more 'to keep the need from building up too much'. Which is an important distinction, because as you understand it, once it gets that high no amount of just taking matters into her own hands would be fixing things. ... You also got the distinct sense, though not in so many words, that it was just a holding and delaying measure, slowing things to a crawl but not really stopping them, as such. It's the impression you got from what Alice said, anyway. She didn't really go into details about better approaches, actually, but you can hazard a guess or two even without knowing the specifics.
Aside from that, the baster is kind of... well, shape-wise at least, it might be a vague approximation of something that would work, but the thing is that it's a really hard material, and the end doesn't quite come to a sharp point, but it's close. You can all too easily see accidents happening with that, which is why you're careful about using it, since you aren't really enthused about the idea of having to pour orange juice down Alice's throat over something like that. Adapting it for use as an aid is really... you can think of a couple things in the apartment that might be a worse idea than the baster, on consideration. Not many, though.
But the point is, you're suddenly getting cold feet over the whole intercourse matter. You think you might be a little happier if she didn't look to you for help with it, even knowing as you do now that she needs this sort of thing to not devolve into a slobbering and barely coherent ball of unquenchable lust, and doesn't just really enjoy it and want to enjoy it with you. Though that is also true. Yes, never mind that she isn't asking for it right now, you should probably go right ahead and tell her not to bother coming to you for help. There's almost definitely some sort of moral imperative to this, too. Like how you shouldn't sleep with women you don't plan to marry, or men, full stop. Well, maybe you won't bring up the matter yourself, because if you did before anyone else put it on the table, just to insist on disinterest, it might come off wrong and be interpreted as you trying too hard to be convincing.
But if she does come to you over it... well, that's probably better phrased as a 'when', since it's likely going to happen sooner or later. When, then, you'll definitely shoo her away. Even if she looks up at you, trembling, with wide watery eyes as she shivers and complains about how the tingling just won't stop, you'll hold firm to this conviction and leave her to figure out something to deal with matters on her own, as you ignore the issue.
.... now if your anatomy would just agree with your thoughts already, that would be grand.
In the end, you just call her aside and ask her quietly not to teach her children anything... illicit, involving humans. She gives you a funny look, not seeming to grasp where this came from, but goes on to assure you that everything just boiled down to the bare mechanics of insert Tab A into Slot B, though not in so many words, and point out again that she doesn't have any say in telling the infants that they should or should not be interested in non-yukkuri tabs or slots.
She agrees not to teach any of them but Alice anything more than those basics, though, and Alice only because it was apparently a thing that would most likely need to be taught anyway, just later. So no instruction on anything kinky, or any suggestions that they should go out specifically looking for humans, which is good.
She also curiously wonders if human parents teach their babies every little thing they know about that sort of thing, if that's why you're making a point out of this. You're quick to deny this, and finding that the conversation has suddenly gone very awkward for you, you switch the subject, and ask her to fill up the baster.
It seems like she was going to seclude herself for a little bit soon anyway, so she doesn't have an issue with it, though it seems from what you quietly over-hear that she's walked in on the younger Alice in the process. Neither of them leave the bathroom. You guess it's like a sort of strange bonding experience for them, or something.
While you wait, you scribble out a note to pick up more name-tags while you're out, before you get back from the locations. You're definitely going to need them, after this set of breeding. You'll need them even if, against all odds, you only get one infant from every impregnation. Most likely, you'll be getting more.
Hatate is startled, when Alice is done, to find you carefully holding her in place as you slide the equipment into position and pump the baster's contents inside, mechanically impregnating her. It takes some careful work to clean out the last traces from inside, afterwards, and get it ready to pass off to Tenshi.
While you're waiting for her to finish up, you meddle with the traumatized Reimu some more, since she wasn't asleep long. It seems she can more or less report things she sees. And apparently, the areas beneath your couch and chair are very dirty, have a few dead spiders scattered around... and she found a bit of purple paper underneath. Which, when you have her drag it out from under the couch, turns out to be a ticket.
You're startled into silence with the 'how' and 'why' of the ticket getting there, but a quick check shows that you still have your two... well, three now, tickets, and that this one is identical to the others. It's a little baffling. Did the Demon Queen... personally slip into your apartment, and conceal it there? What could that possibly be in aid of... a reward, for experimenting with what Reimu could do? How could she even know you'd decide to do that? Or that it wouldn't just lie there indefinitely, since you have no real reason or intention to drag the heavy couch around anywhere, so it would have just gone un-noticed indefinitely. Was she just giggling at the thought of a ticket sitting right under your nose, and you not realizing it? .... would she be upset that you found it? Maybe you should just put it back, and pretend you never noticed... no, no you've found the thing, you might as well keep it. No point second-guessing and trying to out-think the Demon Queen, you have the suspicion you'll give yourself a headache. In any case, Tenshi looks vaguely satisfied with herself, and the baster's full again. Time to continue on.
"Alright, you two. I've decided to let you have some more babies." You say, even as the pair seem startled at the declaration.
"R-really, Mister?" Marisa says, turning sidelong eyes Reimu's way. In turn, the mother just blushes a little, as Marisa edges a little closer.
You pick her up and hold her still before too much can progress in that regard, startling them both again.
"Not with each other." You explain, carefully locating things before Marisa starts to squirm, uncomfortably.
"Wh-wha... What does Mister... Wait, no, what is mister do-nng!" Marisa says, as you quickly do your work, then set her back down. You might have been a little too forceful, there, but it's a little harder when they aren't holding expectantly still for this.
"Alright, there you go." You say. "Be sure to have lots of babies for me, alright, Marisa?"
"Marisa... doesn't understand..." She says slowly, as you leave, not seeming sure about what just happened.
Washing and preparing the baster with Chen's efforts takes a little while again, and you fill it with questions about more expected yukkuri chatter and catchphrases. It seems like there's nothing stopping them from talking that way, they've just had it thoroughly explained how irritating most people find it, and consciously and deliberately choose not to talk that way, in order to avoid aggravation. When you come back to the crib, Reimu is in a state of heightened wariness, and shuffles back against the side as you approach.
"Your turn." You say, not really considering it first. Panic ensues.
"N-no! Reimu doesn't wanna make babies!" She insists, hopping out of the way of your hand and rousing the sudden wailing franticness of most of the infants in the process. It's no trouble to catch her, really, but she struggles a lot more than Marisa did.
"Reimu doesn't want to make babies!" She insists again. "Stop it, Mister! This isn't easy at all! Reimu's mamumamu is only for Marisa! Reimu's mamumamu is only for Marisa!"
... You just sort of tune the complaints out, trying to ignore that they're making you feel a little uncomfortable, and leave her to sulk in a corner of the crib after, infants still in a confused uproar. Then you wash and rinse out the well-traveled baster again.
You should probably double up on Hatate, come to think of it, since you're really more interested in potentially getting bodied variations of her type than Marisa or Reimu. With her not having hands, though, things get a little more problematic. Yeah, you'll have to help out. She's startled again, as you catch her, but some calming words relax her, and she doesn't really complain as you carefully... milk what you need into the baster, is what you guess is the most delicate way to put it.
She floats quickly away, flushing, once you release her. Unlike before, though, she pauses a bit away and looks awkward, suspended in midair.
"U-um..... th-thank you, Mister?" She says, uncertainly. Then, as you blink, she zips away again, retreating to her nest.
You make quick work of this last impregnation, then just leave the baster soaking in the sink. This has taken a while, you reflect. Well, there's no real rushing things in filling the baster, you guess, so it goes a good bit slower.
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