Pansexual Test の小説・ストーリー

Skyla shrugged, dropping onto her stomach. “Well, I like a blond.” Skyla didn't really label herself but I would say she was pansexual and had dated both genders over the years. And was probably one of the most experimental people I know. However, thanks to her own control issues, she didn’t really stick to a serious relationship. I know she was struggling more than she’d ever expressed, but she didn’t really let anyone in either, always saying she was fine. Which, in turn, got her into shit at the academy.

Mom wiped her tears before saying, "A mother loves her children no matter what. If I hadn't been so angry at the time, how could I have—" I let out a chuckle, cutting her off. "Just tell me whether you're getting tested or not. I need to schedule the medical exam." Mom faltered, lowering her head. "I'll do it." "And you're okay with Samuel donating too?" I asked. Mom clutched her chest and replied in a trembling voice, "Yes."

Multip​le kin​ds. "Th‌ese should work," he sa‍id quietly. "Even for super‌natural⁠ preg‌nan​cy‌."‍ "Should?" I asked​. "Y⁠ou're not sure?" "Luna pregnancy is rare. We don't h⁠ave extensi‍ve data. But the tests measure the same ho‌rmones. They should indicat​e positive if y​ou are‌." He h‍ande‌d me the tests. Three d‍iffe‍rent brands. To b⁠e cer⁠tain.

Meanwhile Pa’s expression darkened, anger simmering beneath the surface. “I refuse to accept this!” he burst out, laughing bitterly. “A girl and three mates? Impossible. Run the test again.” Doctor Patricia hesitated but obeyed. Once, Twice, Four times and every single time… my blood pulled toward theirs. The moon goddess have decided and nothing would change it. “Run it again,” Pa demanded yet again. “Don’t.” My voice cracked slightly as I finally spoke up. All eyes turned to me. “We’ve repeated the test enough to know this is real. Nothing will change the results. We need to accept it and move on.”

He looked tired, but his eyes lit up with that same cruel joy when he saw the paper in his hand. "Three for three, Elian," Julian said, his voice smooth and mean. He didn't toss the paper this time; he held it right in front of Elian's face. PATERNITY TEST #3: NEGATIVE. PROBABILITY: 0%. "How does it feel?" Julian asked, leaning in close. "To know that even the best doctors in the country see you for exactly what you are? A whore who couldn't even keep track of who got him pregnant."

Atlas’ POV I stared at Spencer in shock not trusting the results of the blood test. It just wasn’t possible, something almost unheard of. What were the odds? “Are you fucking sure?” I asked crossing my arms trying to calm the craziness that was happening in my head. “Yes, completely sure. I ran Exome and Genome testing three times. They all came back the same. Fuck. I ran my fingers through my hair. Whatever that shit was, it sounded serious. But I knew he knew what he was talking about, and I also knew even though I didn’t want to believe it, it was true.

I deserved to be known as that. It didn’t matter either way. My father never really saw his daughter in me. He only saw the somewhat androgynous girl who was raised by his ex-wife’s lesbian lover. I stood up from the floor and went to the sink where the tests were waiting for me. One line on the test region for both the tests. That’s it. I used up all the five kits that Nicholas bought for me and they all said the same thing. Negative. I wasn’t pregnant.

On weekends, Nana also loves to study with her friends. They often gather at the local library, a quiet haven filled with rows of books. Nana and her pals would sit around a big table, each immersed in their own textbooks but always ready to help one another. When someone stumbles upon a confusing history fact or a tricky science concept, Nana is the first to offer her neatly written notes or patiently explain it in simple terms. In return, her friends share their unique insights on literature and art, broadening Nana's horizons.

Then he added with a chuckle, "I guess I might have known. She seemed to be testing my open-mindedness by encouraging my bisexuality. I'm glad I passed her test." "And she was the first woman whose pussy I ever tasted!" Crystal said. "I want to thank her, too!" "She'll be along in a minute," Ted said. "And you're right about the bisexuality test. Everyone here tonight has at least tried same-sex. Some, like yourself obviously, discover that it's very pleasurable, which, of course, opens up far more possibilities. Others tend to stick to hetero-sex, and that's fine, too, as long as their open enough to have at least tried switch-hitting, once.

’ I expected the meeting to conclude, but my mother produced another, thinner file from her portfolio, this one labelled ‘Contingency’. ‘Lochlan,’ she began, her tone shifting almost imperceptibly, a signal that she was about to broach a subject she considered delicate. ‘I have to ask this, purely from a standpoint of data validation. If the female pool is not yielding results, are we perhaps miscoding your sexual orientation? Are you gay? If so, your father and I would be absolutely supportive.’ I suppressed another, deeper sigh. ‘No, Mother. I’m not gay.’