It was raining on the day I turned eighteen. Soft, velvety droplets of grey ash fell from the morose sky as my stomach turned over and over again in excitement. Today is the day I become a woman, I thought with nervous anticipation.
My Don woke me up by shaking me and pulling on my hair, and as I looked into her luminescent green eyes I remembered what this day meant. I looked around at all the other Girllets lying on their tough mattresses. Some with green skin and some with purple skin, we were like a rainbow of slumbering body parts. I tiptoed quietly outside until I was in the washing-room. Looking into the reflective glass on the wall, I assessed my appearances.
I was an average Venusian Girllet (no - now I'm a woman!, I reminded myself). My skin was a pretty lime green colour that glowed quite nicely in the dark, with jet black hair and bloodred eyes. "Those eyes will have the men reeling!" My Don used to say. I smiled at myself then, my lips stretching over pearly-white teeth. That was the last moment of quiet aloneness I had. My Don rushed in with some of the bodyguards and they took me away for the prepping ceremony.
Of course I wasn't allowed to see myself before the Display. All I knew was what I'd seen from my sisters' Displays. They put colours on your lips, nose, eyes; and dress you down.
When the time came, I wasn't even nervous. Just excited. Hormones coursing through my veins, I didn't have to be nervous about my wetness. I reflected back on the last-minute lessons the Don fervently told me while I was being prepared in the prep-room.
"Make yourself wet.. that is the only way you will be chosen"... I knew that whatever activities he chose for me would be pleasurable, as I'd been amply prepared for this day. I hope he's not gentle, I muttered to myself as I was pushed through the doorway and out onto the stage. "He won't be," the Don told me with a wink and a smile.
"Presenting..." The Don paused for effect, "Mahi-la! She has performed to near perfection throughout her training, and exhibits an exceptional zeal and affinity!"
"Za! Za! Za! Za! Za!" I looked out at the men below and was astonished. They chanted the traditional word of erotic approval, cocks standing straight out before them. Smiling wide, I had never been prouder of myself. I would have many to choose from.
"Mahi-la will now sit and any men interested may come up and inspect her. Of course, as a high achieving Girllet, it will ultimately be her decision as to whom she forms a couple with."
I sat on the cashmere-embroidered cushion put out for me and waited patiently as the men formed an eager line. A warm breeze batted at my bare skin as I sat in the traditional split-position. Feet pointing to opposite ends of the stage, I was grateful for the lack of friction on my cunt. Clily prominent, I leaked my juices onto the rich fabric.
The first man who came up was very gentle. He smiled warily at me, and gently prodded my small and pert breasts. My nipples already stood at attention. He didn't touch anything else of me, however, and so then it was my turn. I looked at his cock up close. A nice dark forest green colour, it was of decent size. However when I touched it I saw that it was not at full attention.
"I like mine hard," I told the Don, who nodded and told the man he was not chosen.
Man after man came up to examine me, some gently fingering my cunt to feel for tightness, others far more preoccupied with the size of my jaw when fully open. One man went so far as to take my head and attempt to put his meat inside (which I would not have minded), however as his purple head drew closer and closer, one of the guards stepped out from the shadows and roughly hauled him off.
Finally there were around half of the men remaining. I had kept all those who had interested me off to the side, so that I could then compare them against each other when it came to decide the one. I wish I could have more, I thought to myself sheepishly, and then chastised myself for being so selfish.
The next man walked slowly up to me. He was considerably bulkier up top than many of the others, which I liked, and his skin was a dark earthy brown, which I also liked. He looked in my eyes and, turning to the Don, grinned at their colour. "Bloodred," he said to simply state his approval. He then rubbed his muscular hands together and massaged my breasts, feeling for their firmness and size.
"May I bite?" He asked the Don, who nodded.
He gently bit my brown nipples, which began to tingle. My fingers fluttered helplessly at my sides, as I could begin to feel a dull ache deep inside my pussy. He abruptly sat down, and asked me to spread my thighs. I eagerly spread myself eagle, my hairless pussy opening with a slight wet sound. Licking his middle finger, he gently put it inside, and as he did so I tensed my muscles down there as hard as I possibly could. I could hear him growl slightly, and assumed that meant he approved of my strength.
"She has the strongest pussy muscles of anyone in her class," the Don said proudly. "Even when she is no longer virgin, she will feel tight as she is today."
The man nodded, indicating it was my turn. "Your stamina?" I asked him in a high voice.
"Over an hour of rough fucking," he answered.
I smiled sweetly and grabbed his brown cock. Squeezing it, I felt how hard it would be in my tight pussy. It was big, too. The thickest of any I had seen thus far, and at least seven inches long.
"Turn," I commanded. He turned obediently so I could see the full profile. His manly face and neck and back and shoulder muscles seemed to loom above me while I sat, still in eagle position. His cock stood out at a perfect angle, exactly perpendicular to his body.
"I'll take him. Tell the others to go home," I informed the Don. He did so, and handed my new mate his traditional mate-garb. The tight shorts coated his body skin-tight, and I looked at his painfully enclosed rock-hard cock with ever-increasing greed. The pillow I had been resting on was now coated with my juice, and my mate closed his eyes and sniffed the hair, drinking in my love-scent.
"Come," he said to me roughly. We left the stage, and with that I left my Girllet home behind.
