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[ Tim didn't have to ask twice; he was more than happy to cuddle up close. In fact, Majima seemed even handsier than usual, which sort of made sense because he had so many extra appendages. Tentacles started to gently explore along... well, whatever parts of Tim were exposed to the open bath really. The lengths of his thighs, the tuft of his tail, the wings and back and shoulders. Like they had a kind of innate curiosity that was no longer being inhibited now that there were no clothes in the way. ]

They look like they're made of glass or somethin'. Kinda pretty.

[ This time, he was the one leaning up for a kiss, a little contented noise escaping his throat as their lips brushed together.

One of Majima's appendages reached out to touch the side of Tim's secondary face -- a surprisingly delicate brush. It seemed almost cautious, perhaps about accidentally hurting him. As for the rest of him, well. Apparently, it hadn't taken him long to warm up to Tim's new monster parts. But it was only fair, right? Tim didn't seem weirded out by the tentacles, which might have struck Majima as a little more impressive than it did at present, when all that seemed to concern him was pressing as much of his own surface area as possible up against his boyfriend.

He didn't even notice the flush spreading over his skin (probably from the bath), or the way the creamy color of his cephalopod parts was darkening simpatico. ]

[Tim couldn't say that he was exactly surprised when the tentacles started getting frisky again; they seemed to just kind of do whatever they wanted, including feel up a load of beef. They weren't being rough, anyway, so Tim couldn't really see the harm in letting them do whatever they felt like.]

[Tim wrapped an arm around Majima's waist when he came in for the kiss and tried to trace his other hand along some of those curious tentacles. He'd never gotten the chance to be up close and personal with an octopus before, and the texture of his cephalopod skin was soft and almost velvety. Kind of nice, really, with a kind of pleasing amount of squish.]

[And considering that they were in a bath together, very naked, it probably wasn't that surprising when Tim went to deepen that kiss and run his hand up along one of Majima's new limbs, to where it met his hip. And then... got kind of lost, because there were really a lot of limbs down there now and they were kind of all moving around. Amidst that whole logistical issue, while Tim kind of felt around that area like he was looking for lost keys but also trying to be surreptitious about it, there was also a new question: where was his dick?]

[No, really. This had never happened to Tim before, he didn't know where Majima's penis was. Did... did octopi have penises? Was that even a thing?]

[ continued]

Edited 2019-09-15 23:13 (UTC)

so how messed up are you right now?

one of my kids here is a sticky unicorn and the furniture is A MESS.

i'm just long and weird and covered in minerals.

uh on a scale of one to ten i'm at like twelve

i'm seven feet tall and i've got two structurally superfluous new faces and also there's an eyeball in my hand

god at least it's my left

also i might be starting a class action lawsuit against the fog god

what the hell, tim....

why do you have extra faces? i've only seen that like once or twice on special fog time changes some people have.

i sincerely wish you good luck with that. and hey if you win maybe you'll get some stuff from home or just stuff since i think that's all she can give us.

seriously, she gave me a soda machine.

she gave me my freckles back once

honestly idk how far this thing would even go, i'd be happy with just pissing off some of her asshole followers for a while

particularly whichever one gave the fog god freaking lsd and let her acid trip on us because that's the only explanation i've got for why we're all doing the monster mash

oh thats what happened

i think they're pretty easy to piss off. they can be really weird and cult-y. not all of them, i had some friends who were fog people, but they were cool and sane about it. a lot of them aren't.

if this is what i'm SUPPOSED to be, i have a lot of complaints to file. being just a bear or just a troll is weird enough.

yeah this better not be what i'm "supposed" to be

i have a lot of complaints too, some of which are very personal??? like there are some things you just shouldn't mess with, come on fog god

just let me live my freaking life

i already WAS what I'm supposed to be! the same thing i've been, every single generation, for thousands of years!

no there isn't, the fog messes with EVERYTHING. what super weird body thing are you stuck with?

you mean other than the ones i already said?

so

you know how i've been like bull from the waist down

well not everything had been bull and now it is and it's a Problem

....

remind me never to complain about my downstairs issues ever again, you win again. or lose?

is...there like a....support garment you could use?

we all lose

so hey guess what, it's time for 'shit you never wanted to know' featuring my dick i guess

have you ever heard of a sigmoid flexure

it's okay, monster friendships mean sharing all kinds of weird tmi.

no i have not. bit 'flex' makes it sound like your guy can lift weights and i'm pretty sure that's not what it is.

...but if it was you'd probably be the most popular monster at parties.

with the way things have been going, i wouldn't be that surprised if i woke up one day with a dick that could bench a buick

but so it's flex as in. folds? my dick folds up korra this is not okay

it just hangs out somewhere in i don't know my abdomen??? what did i do to deserve this

hey if it makes you feel any better, i'm not even one hundred percent sure what i've got going on down there, either. now it's your turn for things you didn't want to know: i can take off my pants and sit down with my legs entirely spread and you can't see ANYTHING. like you know when there's animals in comics that walk and talk and do stuff like people? and they usually wear shirts and not pants because there's just nothing down there but so much fur they may as well be wearing ten pants? that's me.

and i mean that's better than it just...hanging out hanging out, right?

that's its own like special brand of complicated and i'm sorry that you can't find your own junk

i have too much junk, you can't find your own junk

why can't we have a happy junk medium

i've typed the word junk too much it doesn't look like a word anymore

the things they don't tell you in the pamphlets.

changing into a monster is like going through puberty all over as an adult. your body changes, there's all these weird feelings, all this new hair, you don't understand your downstairs parts all of a sudden....

do you wanna go drown our genital woes in some strong booze?

i know right!!! i went through puberty once and it was awful, i shouldn't have to keep going through it in weirder and weirder ways. it's like someone took my 6th grade health textbook and gave it to stephen king

god yeah i'm always up for coping with alcohol. got a place in mind or do we want to be stupid and drink where we work

yeah puberty number one was weird enough. i guess it could be worse, at least we're still mammals.

i pretty much JUST drink where we work. since it's free.

yeah that's true, it's probably super weird to end up as like. a reptile or a fish or something. that's um

that's kind of what happened to the person i'm dating

his lower half is just like oops all tentacles whenever he gets wet

and hey free drinks is a good enough reason for me. meet you there?

all tentacles.

tim what the hell is your life?

sounds good to me. i'll see you in a little bit.

god that sure is a question

get a few drinks in me and i'm sure i'll tell you all about my half calamari boyfriend

see you

[And he'd show up a bit later at the Nest, ready to crack open a cold one with the ~~boys~~ Avatar.]

Hey, I didn't keep you waiting, right?

[Korra's not as changed as some monsters, but she stands out more now. She's much taller, her white fur is longer, particularly on her arms and around her face. The white fades into a sort of greenish blue color at the ends of her fur, and lines of raised blue and green shimmering minerals wind over her body through her fur in intricate, oceanic patterns.]

Hey, nah, I've only been here a little bit. First drink.

[She holds up her rum and cola, barely half of it already imbibed.]

And wow...you were not kidding about the really weird changes. You look like something people would find carved in old caves.

[Tim sure does look like something that some prehistoric society would've drawn on a cave wall-- seven feet tall with massive wings and glowing eyes and a vault scar cutting dramatically across his face. Practically a vault guardian himself.]

I know, right? It's a pain.

[He slips into a seat next to Korra and orders up a drink; he feels like he's earned it.]

Man, look at you, too. You've gotta be the furriest person I've ever seen. [No wonder she couldn't find her own junk.] That's kind of cool, though? The crystal stuff, I mean. It's pretty.

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