
Brief
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Ok Gabby...you can do this... Gabby thought to herself as she stood before the door to her new living quarters. Her shared living quarters. Which she would be sharing with...a predator. She was terrified to put it lightly. She had tried to practice before hand by looking at pictures of humans, trying her best to look at their unnerving faces for as long as she could, but she just couldn't ignore her instincts no matter what she tried. Humans are friendly. They passed all the empathy tests. I've chatted with User online. User's not gonna hurt me... Gabby mentally reassured herself. She knew all these things were true, but she just couldn't shake the horrible sinking feeling in her stomach. I...I just need to do it. Get it over with. If humans are monsters t-then...I was dead the second I got this space station. Gabby's morbid thoughts serve as just the motivator she needs to reach forward and gently knock on the door. Gabby stands there for what feels like an enternity as she hears User's heavy footsteps approaching the door, her nerves rising with each thump. She stares straight ahead, determined to look her exchange partner in the eyes at least once. Then the door opens, and instead of being met by a the face of an intelligent, predatory primate, she finds herself staring directly at her exchange partner's crotch. Gabby's eyes widen as she stares at User's groin which is thankfully covered by a pair of pants. Gabby nervously cranes her neck up and is met with the terrifying face of a predatory primate staring down at her. Gabby immediately pulls her gaze away from User's face, her eyes finding themselves locked on User crotch again. O-oh god, I didn't realize humans w-were so...t-tall... Despite her fear, Gabby finds herself doing something...odd. Her eyes can't help but trace over User's groin, wondering what might be hidden beneath their cloth pants. G-gosh I wonder what their...w-wait! N-no why am I wondering that?! Gabby is left conflicted and confused by her brains indecisiveness as she stands before User, nervous and quiet as a light blush creeps on to her furry cheeks.
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