Color - Through the shyness

I always thought that shyness was a positive factor when it came to finding a partner for me. It doesn't matter how many people I ask, a shy girl is always attractive and tender to everyone. Despite that, in my case it seems different, probably because I am TOO shy to the point of scaring away the men around me. I hardly share my intimate life or thoughts; I do not show much emotion and I hide my body from the sight of people, even when there are mutants more exaggerated than me around. I wish I could change that aspect of me, is always creating problems in my life.

After years of being single, I finally decided to go on a date with a person. I was chatting and talking to this boy on the phone for almost two months until I started to feel that he was losing his interest in me. Damn! I like this boy too much and my shyness is playing tricks on me again, so I plucked up my courage and decided to propose him a date for the next day, which he accepted happily.

However, of course there was something missing. My shyness was so great that everything he had seen of me was simple selfies; he knew absolutely nothing about my mutation. I didn't even mention that I am a mutant! I just hope he is not very conservationist and accepts me as I am.

The time of the appointment came and I still didn’t told him about it, I went to the date with my usual coat, covering my extra limbs and hiding my tail. Although the fact that four feet were clearly visible beneath me caught his attention, so I felt forced to confess about my mutation. The date continued normally to the point where I was worried about it; I asked him if he doesn't mind that I'm a mutant and what he answered me blushed completely: "I like you much more now."

Our relationship progressed more and more with the days, he respects me a lot and patiently waits for me to overcome my shyness and be honest with him, I could even wear normal clothes in front of him without hiding my body. I think I really found the right person! Eventually we became a couple, but my shyness was still there. I had gone to eat at his house and we had slept together in the same bed, but we never had sex.

Despite the fact that he did not show that he was upset about it, I am sure that he wanted it and I confirmed it that night, while he was showering, my curiosity led me to inspect his room and I accidentally find a adult magazine that to my surprise was of mutants! Apparently, he loved them, but I couldn't investigate much more after hearing him come out of the bathroom. I immediately hid the magazine back in its place. Then I realize he's waiting for me to be ready for sex, I must do something! He lay down next to me and we lay on our backs against each other in bed, my hands were trembling a lot and I was unable to move or do anything until I felt that he finally fell asleep, I have failed again.

The next morning he woke me up with a kiss on my cheek, saying goodbye before going to work, he offered me to stay at his house and relax. He is incredibly kind to me, his smile as he walked out the door stayed with me all day.

I stayed at his house and decided to clean every corner as a way to pay him all his kindness, but the situation from the night before did not leave me alone, I had to tell him and know what it was the meaning behind it. I sent him a message explaining everything, to what he replied: "Yes, I have had that magazine for a long time, but I haven't taken it from there since I've been with you, no mutant there is as pretty as you." That was it, my face turned fully red, he was doing so much for me and I was not able to give him back something so simple. I took the magazine he had stored and put a collection of information, poses for different body types, trying to find something that would fit me.

With everything in my head, the time comes when he comes back from work, I took off my clothes and looks at myself in front of the mirror and for the first time I smiled, my body would probably like him a lot if I rely on the standards of the magazine. I took a chair and carried it to the entrance of his bedroom, making the back of the chair point towards the door. I passed two of my legs over it and slowly flexed them as I sit on the chair, which was cold enough to support my vaginas on it, but the sacrifice will surely be worth it. I looked at the clock to be sure he will arrive in a couple of minutes. The nerves were killing me! I placed my front arms on the back of the chair, which I was holding with my back arms and waited for him. 

I heard when he opened the door and I called him. Seconds later, he entered with a somewhat tired walk, but when he saw me his face lit up and his tiredness disappeared. I think using the magazine as a guide was worth it