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Self exploration: someone not especially sexily inclined (ginko, sans, greg, etc) gets new genitalia and figures they might as well check out how it works, with purely clinical interest.

Optional: they struggle to keep up the facade of innocent intent as the brand new sensations prove to be nicer than anticipated.

YES PLEASE.

Greg scratches idly at the outer edge, frowning faintly as he observes his new undercarriage. He'd been bracing himself for this to happen--it's not as though there's some sort of magical junk aura that would protect it from changes--but that doesn't mean he hadn't held out some vain little hope. He'd liked his dick. It was a good dick. It saw him through some good times. But now it's gone, and he's got this thing in its place.

His hand rests atop the mound, getting a feel for it. It's pretty big, he thinks, but then again he has nothing to compare it to. Which part does he pee out of? There's a bunch of bits folded on top of each other, so probably the part where they meet in the middle?

As he attempts to understand the mechanics, Greg runs his fingers over the unfamiliar folds... and maybe a little more than necessary. Their structure may be weird, but the sensitivity is the same--especially along the edges, where the folds meet.

There's give under his fingers. Oh cripes, there's an interior. Wait, no, he's figuring this out. These parts on top are--they're probably for protecting whatever business he's got down there. So he shouldn't be poking around blindly, there's no knowing what he's oh wait no. That--that wouldn't feel like that if he weren't supposed to do stuff down there. Bad stuff doesn't feel like that. Whatever's inside is a-ok with touching.

So, this is good. He still doesn't know how to pee, but he does know how to do another thing his dick was nice for.

Even as he's knuckle-deep in alien folds and still rubbing, Greg has to wonder how much more he wants to go through with this. It feels good, but in that teenage touching-at-everything way and oh golly wow look at that. The more that pleasant sensation builds from his touch, the more those folds are pulling back and giving room for him to find new structures--presumably the main event--swelling underneath. Greg groans, halfway between arousal and exasperation. It's like a great big fleshy flower down there, why does everything have to be thematic.

With a breath through his nose, Greg stands up and goes to wash his hands. If he's gonna do this, he's gonna make sure it doesn't end with explaining to Zecora how he gave himself an infection from masturbating.

...it's not as though there's some sort of magical junk aura that would protect it from changes--but that doesn't mean he hadn't held out some vain little hope. He'd liked his dick. It was a good dick. It saw him through some good times. But now it's gone, and he's got this thing in its place.

I knew this was gonna be good the moment I read this line, and I wasn't disappointed. A++

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