Chapter Seventy Nine: Grilling Girl Talk

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After our uplifting sisterhood moment, everyone took a moment to reflect on the discussion.

Qean then shared her perspective, "It makes perfect sense. Women are scarce to begin with, and our bodies go through significant changes during pregnancy, not to mention the birthing process, which is anything but easy and very painful.

We keep us alive and not extinct.

After all that, a male should glorify us. I can't imagine a male fussing over body shape before or after. They're lucky to even have a mate," she said with a decisive hmph.

I said "All fact Qean!" As I clapped and the ladies nodded in agreement.

May dropped something that totally caught me off guard.

She said, "Imara, I appreciate all this love and support, but can I vent about something else too?"

I nodded, "Of course, spill it!"

She let out a sigh, "I know we've been talking about our own flaws, but let's be real, these guys, as handsome as they are, they've got their own set of issues.

Seriously, they can get on my damn nerves. Like, I said 'no', why are you still in my space? Get the hell away from me. And some of them, running over, all proud like with their stuff all out swinging like, 'Look, I got you fruit! Let's mate!' And I'm like, 'Impressed by fruit? Seriously? I can get my own fruit, thank you very much. Boy bye!'"

The room went dead quiet for a sec, then I just couldn't hold it in and almost rolled up under the rug from laughing.

"Pfft! Hahahaaaaa! May, gurl, you're speaking my language. Like, dude, go sit your ass down somewhere and get out my face!"

Katie joined in, saying, "And why do they get all worked up like that? It's like, chill out, you've seen a female before, right? Who told you acting all goofy was cute? You just look silly as hell!" She couldn't help but giggle at her own words.

Eve chimed in with an exaggerated expression, "Seriously, I literally stared at one male, like, 'What's wrong with Ole dude?' He eventually got the message that it was not appealing and shuffle away." She mimicked holding her head in disbelief, drawing a round of chuckles from the group.

I couldn't contain myself and let out a hearty laugh, snorting in the process.

"Bwhaaaaa!" *snort* I said, slapping my thigh in amusement. The slang they picked up from me was trying to take me to the upper room.

We were all cackling, the laughter echoing around us, a perfect release from all the pent-up silliness.

Memi added her two cents with a playful roll of her eyes, "And don't get me started on how slow as hell they can be. Like, you're trying to impress me, but you can't even stitch an outfit or grill a decent piece of meat? You're aint even got the basic skills, buddy. It's just plain embarrassing with your booty in the air too." She stifled a chuckle, covering her mouth with her hand.

Bent over with tears streaming from laughter, I managed to gasp out, "And maybe we should give them some underwear too. I mean, sure, flaunt it to attract a mate, but there's a limit!

This one guy, bending over to pick up sticks, and I'm like, 'Who in the world wants a view of your backside at the crack of dawn? Like your whole booty hole?! Sir pleassssee, cover that shit up!'" The laughter roared even louder.

Bai, blushing and covering her face, added her bit, "And it's even worse when things are... you know, not symmetrical.

Me and Imara saw, his backside was all lopsided, one cheek bigger than the other. Even his... ahem... other parts like his balls matched the lopside. It was just too much!" Her giggles were contagious, and we all doubled over with laughter.

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