She walks into the bar, slightly distracted by trying not to be distracted by... pretty much everyone. It's spring.
"So who did you say you were introducing me to, again?" she asks her coworker.
"Somehow, I feel that it wouldn't just be you that would be winning."
Presumably, they can go out more times in the next few days and experience more mutual winning. Ovali and Liam join them a couple of times.
There are a couple of days when she is feeling indisposed and has to cancel, due to a... genetic illness of sorts.
That is concerning, but okay. They hope Sahde gets better. Anything they could help with?
No, not really. It's this very weird and rare thing—have they ever heard of those people who have sex dysmorphia, and need surgery to fix their body so it matches a different sex?
(And of course it's got to be pretty extreme to make people choose that, since it means they will never be able to have their own children.)
So, she has that, but temporary—half the time she's fine, half the time the thought of having boobs is revolting and upsetting and makes her want to cut her own skin off.
Of course, the way she's dealt with it is... substantially less unpleasant than just handling it.
Originally all she changed were the genitals and a bit of the body structure—Amentans don't have that much gender dimorphism in the first place. But if she makes herself sufficiently different that she's not recognisable as herself (at least if you don't squint too much), that means she can also meaningfully use her male body rather than just survive with it.
Use it in, say, one of the semi-anonymous orgies organised by some greys. Sure, her name is on a list, but everyone's wearing masks and no one really knows who she is.
It's sure a great way for people that want the thrill of anonymity without irresponsible disease outbreaks!
So, people admit Sahde and give him a mask and a place to store his things. Then he is free to walk about.
The masks are such that one can cover their hair if they so choose. Some choose to do that, some don't. Some carpets match the drapes defeating the point. A couple of people are wearing black wigs.
There are plenty of good options to choose. And many people immediately show interest.
Sahde's body is fully shaven and he is one of the people who conceal his hair. And given his recent dates with a trio of extremely hot triplets plus his coworker and his partner, he's actually not as frisky and horny as he would usually be in such a situation.
Which, you know, still puts him at above average horniness even for a grey, but he's not about to explode or anything.
In that case he might be interested in putting that non-explosive horniness to good use. There are a couple girls who look definitely interested in his dick. Or maybe Sahde will be interested in this fellow with a few days old purple fuzz and strong arms. Or maybe that man with white bush and a dick that will likely earn him a lot of money.
In that case, there will be a show to watch. People are pleased.
Well, maybe not this blue triplet, hard to tell given the mask. But he might be frowning and looking at Sahde being very confused about this gray and his magic.
Said gray and his magic is too busy performing to really notice the masked blue is staring a bit too hard.
He sure looks very thoroughly distracted, yes.
(And it's incredible hot what the three of them are doing.)
Okay, he can't get himself distracted.
(Trying to insert himself in the three-way is a terrible idea.)
(A very hot terrible idea.)
Teo will... wait a moment to wave a bit of magic in front of the gray. Catch his attention.
The gray will really not notice it before he's done with the girls. Bit too preoccupied.
Teo will wait.
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Those girls are sure taking their sweet time. And it's incredibly hot. Teo watches, with his hands behind his back.