I think I am a member of the X-Men Femslash Yahoo group. I definitely *was* at some point. Must check. I am sure no source pic can compete with your imagination. I like the way you describe mermaid-Emily. :)
And yes, I have now seen a picture of a sergal. OMG. (Do you have any recs?????) Personally, I think Emma would enjoy such an attribute because it would permit her to sexually torture someone (say, tied to the bed) while reading a book. I have an image of this in my head now. It is a good image.
And then I wrote this fic:
“What, may I ask, is that?”
Jubilee stiffened over her drawing, and the other two with her cringed away as Ms. Frost leaned over, eyeing the sheet of paper speculatively.
“It’s a sergal,” Everett said, trying to inflect a helpful lilt into his voice.
Emma’s gaze did not waver.
“A furry,” Angelo stated flatly.
“You mean an anthropomorphized fictional animal hybrid designed for the purpose of visualizing violent taboo-breaking socially stigmatized sex acts?”
Jubilee considered her teacher’s definition and shrugged, nodding. “Essentially.”
Emma examined the illustration more closely. The beast seemed to be lounging comfortably, and masturbating with a severed arm. She pointed to what seemed to be the reason the beast required no manual assistance with masturbation. “And what is that supposed to be.”
“It’s a prehensile labia!” Everett explained. Jubilee groaned.
“Really?” Emma replied doubtfully.
“It’s a tongue-shaped clitoral hood. Sergal females have them,” Jubilee clarified. “It is prehensile though.”
“I can see that.” The three students waited tensely for their punishment. Emma reached down and plucked the drawing from under Jubilee’s arm, and put it in her grading folder. “Now, as this is not art class, I would suggest you get back to your homework.”
When she seemed to be out of hearing distance Angelo turned back to the other two. “I told you she would like it,” he hissed.
Jubilee giggled. “I think she wants one. I am so drawing that.”
“Oh do it!” Everett exclaimed.
A telepathic blast shot through all three of their minds. << HOMEWORK!!! >> It commanded, and they hurriedly turned to find their books.
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Date: 2010-05-05 06:39 pm (UTC)I am sure no source pic can compete with your imagination. I like the way you describe mermaid-Emily. :)
And yes, I have now seen a picture of a sergal. OMG. (Do you have any recs?????) Personally, I think Emma would enjoy such an attribute because it would permit her to sexually torture someone (say, tied to the bed) while reading a book. I have an image of this in my head now. It is a good image.
And then I wrote this fic:
“What, may I ask, is that?”
Jubilee stiffened over her drawing, and the other two with her cringed away as Ms. Frost leaned over, eyeing the sheet of paper speculatively.
“It’s a sergal,” Everett said, trying to inflect a helpful lilt into his voice.
Emma’s gaze did not waver.
“A furry,” Angelo stated flatly.
“You mean an anthropomorphized fictional animal hybrid designed for the purpose of visualizing violent taboo-breaking socially stigmatized sex acts?”
Jubilee considered her teacher’s definition and shrugged, nodding. “Essentially.”
Emma examined the illustration more closely. The beast seemed to be lounging comfortably, and masturbating with a severed arm. She pointed to what seemed to be the reason the beast required no manual assistance with masturbation. “And what is that supposed to be.”
“It’s a prehensile labia!” Everett explained. Jubilee groaned.
“Really?” Emma replied doubtfully.
“It’s a tongue-shaped clitoral hood. Sergal females have them,” Jubilee clarified. “It is prehensile though.”
“I can see that.” The three students waited tensely for their punishment. Emma reached down and plucked the drawing from under Jubilee’s arm, and put it in her grading folder. “Now, as this is not art class, I would suggest you get back to your homework.”
When she seemed to be out of hearing distance Angelo turned back to the other two. “I told you she would like it,” he hissed.
Jubilee giggled. “I think she wants one. I am so drawing that.”
“Oh do it!” Everett exclaimed.
A telepathic blast shot through all three of their minds. << HOMEWORK!!! >> It commanded, and they hurriedly turned to find their books.
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This is not my paper. Bad self!