Ah! Good morning my human friend. Yes, I am finally out of my cabin. My… um, sickness is over with. Now I am ready to join you in helping out on our mission. Just two males of different races working together, as we have since the first day of the Academy.

I trust we are still on course as part of our final training exercise before graduation? I feel regret at being locked in my cabin for several days while you had to pilot our scout craft on our three month patrol.

Good, good. Please, sit down. I am quite hungry now. My body needs protein and other nourishment after the last week, so I have been eating many breakfasts. I am getting quite full though, and there is still food left. So please have some.

I think I will miss you once we graduate. You will be joining your military formally, and I will be going back to my people. I’m surprised either of our governments let me graduate given how poorly things are going diplomatically right now. It may not be long before my people’s military leaders pressure the Empress into attacking. Or perhaps your people attack first.

We will still be friends though, won’t we? No matter what happens between our people? Things were awkward at first. You weren’t familiar with my people, but then again we are a secretive culture. You saw me and mistook me for a human female, subcategory tomboy. You were worried about having to share a dorm room with a female.

I had to explain to you that I was not human. And that my people’s evolution saw us forming monogamous relationships millions of years ago, instead of that being a relatively recent thing for humans. Male humans are bigger and almost comically masculine because their ancestors needed to attract and maintain harems. On the other hand, my people have little sexual divergance because we share duties equally and have for very long in our evolution. We also bond for life once mated, so our males and females look very similar.

I think it took me taking off my clothes and taking a shower in front of you that finally convinced you. Then you could not stop staring at my penis for several seconds.

Oh, it was not out of lust. Just shock. That finally convinced you that despite my looking like one of your tomboys, I was fully male by my people’s standards.

But, um… speaking of penises and showers… my penis is in the shower right now.

It’s not showering. That would be a waste of water. But after I woke up, I needed a shower. Not just because of having been in bed for several days. It was instinctive to try to try to clean myself. So I did.

And that’s when my penis fell off.

Full Script Here

Tagged [rape] because of dubious consent brought about by the nature of the alien's biology, which makes consent a little less straightforward.

I've been trying to write this script for a while, but finally succeeded by just starting over from the top and being able to write right through to the finish this time. I think it came out okay or maybe a little better than okay. I like the idea. The title, as usual, I'm more iffy on. I suspect trying to come up with something I truly like will be longer than my lifetime, or possibly that of the universe, so I just picked something. The title or anything else in this script can be changed as desired by anyone wanting to record this. There's a fair chance I may minor changes to the script myself. I waffle between wanting to call this a beta and just taking my normal stance of "I wrote you, now leave me alone".

Please feel free to comment, but I ask that you not tag others in the comments. I don't want anyone feeling pressured to perform or even read this.

Also, it's been a while since I've done something involving gender-swapping or transformation, and times have changed. I hope that I'm not offending anyone with this. I don't think I am, but if I've learned anything over the years is that I don't occupy any special position of knowledge of moral authority in the universe. Mainly this is meant as an unconventional love story with a science fiction theme.

Thanks for reading this script and the footnotes.