Rough, but overall positive

She entered with slouched shoulders, afraid to make eye contact. If it wasn't for the fact that she'd be phobic about it, I would have definitely have given her nice firm rear a good feel on her way in, perhaps even given those delicious vulval lips a quick kiss. Sadly though, I had no idea how to greet her, so I simply tried to say my hello in a tone that hopefully didn't make me seem like I wanted to ravish her. I then directed her to her seat. I could see her hesitate, looking disgusted before reluctantly sitting down.

"So how are you feeling right now?" I asked in the friendliest tone possible, trying my hardest to pretend I didn't want to drink her vaginal juices.

"Disgusted!" She answered "and also like the world had gone insane. "Please tell me someone else sees how messed up it is to just randomly touch someone... down there." she vaguely gestured at her pelvic region. I also noticed she had her arms crossed over her nipples and her legs crossed so tightly as if to prevent her womanhood seeing the light of day.

"I just want to be clear, how you feel is perfectly valid, and you're not insane." I replied warmly. I continued by offering "If it helps, I could go over how I feel about being touched down there as you put it, and we'll see if this perspective helps."

She clearly seemed to be thinking on this a while, all the while looking uncomfortable and awkward. "It seems that just yesterday, I was living a normal life, when suddenly bam! I wake up to find everybody indecently exposing themselves and feeling they have an automatic right to touch me and... you know. Now they all think I'm insane for thinking that just yesterday people generally hid their bits and didn't just go around touching each other, much less *it*"

I betrayed no sense that she was insane. "And by 'you know' and 'it' what do you mean exactly?"

"Well..." Her voiced hushed a bit as if saying an embarrassing secret "sex"

"I see" I continued "And why did people tried to cover themselves, avoid touching each other and having sex so much?"

She blinks in surprise, amazed either that I'd question something so obvious to her, or amazed I'm taking her seriously. I couldn't tell at that point. She thought long and hard about it before answering. "Well, it would be rather awkward, uncomfortable and embarrassing. Plus there's diseases and pregnancies. And someone might get jealous".

I heard her answer. And while it didn't really reflect how the world works, there was definitely a logic to it. "I can see where you are coming from" I answered sincerely, and she seemed almost amazed that I expressed understanding, though with a hint of mistrust. I continued on "I'm just concerned you aren't going to get on well in this world if you continue thinking like that. Shall we talk about those answers one by one and see if we can help you feel more at ease?"

She paused for a moment, still trying to figure out whether she should trust me or not. It seemed this was a difficult case for sure. "Well, I guess there's no harm in talking, so how do I avoid pregnancy and what happens if I get pregnant?"

"Well" I started to explain "You can bring condoms if all else fails, but most women just use either an IUD or an implant, which reduce the odds of pregnancy to so close to zero as to not really need worrying about." I reach around my cupboard in the office, clearly bending over to give her a gratuitous view of my pussy and ass, wiggling it a bit to test the waters. I then bring out a packet of condoms "But if all else fails, you can just carry these around and a man will have to use them if he wants to be in your vagina. These too are close to perfectly effective." I look to see her not entirely happy. "Look, I know you don't like it, but if you keep refusing men, it will seem like you're just being gratuitously mean. I don't know how it was in your old world, but however it was, this is the reality you face now, you might as well make the best of it. I guess it would be better to just take these anyway. There's no harm in it." I hand her the condoms in a clear distinctive case that all men know means they'll have to use one with her. "You can refill for free if you need to."

She accepts the offer gingerly with a brief thanks. She sees that the case is effectively a fanny pack and attempts to put it on without showing her nipples of vulva. I then offer a suggestion. "So what about diseases?"

I then continue, "Do you shut yourself indoors all day in case you get the cold? Do you avoid eating in case you get food poisoning? Obviously diseases are a problem, and you should see a doctor if you think you have something, but I wouldn't say you're any more likely to get something serious from sex, than from food."

She seemed to get a bit more relaxed, though still didn't really seem entirely on board, perhaps she was learning to accept it though, even if begrudgingly. "I guess so." She seemed to fidget a bit "But I wonder, do you ever feel any of this is wrong?"

I saw the curiosity in her eyes, mixed with some discomfort, though it seemed to be easing. "Honestly no. The only thing I ever felt was wrong, is that I had to wait until I was 18 before I could uncover myself and start having sex, though I definitely don't feel so any more. I guess kids sometimes want to just be more grown up than they really are. But all these years that I've been an adult have been amazing. I know it's hard for you to believe, but I feel so warm inside every time someone feels me up. I feel so sexy when people claim pleasure from me, or even give me some of my own. I can't describe how much of a joy it feels. I certainly don't feel awkward, embarrassing or uncomfortable, and I can't say I've felt much jealousy." I see her expression, clearly unconvinced she could ever feel so. "I know this sounds strange, but the worst that ever happened to me, is that someone that I didn't care for had sex with me, and I was bored. These things happen. Heck, on the way here, I hopped on someone's lap on the bus on the way here. And his penis went into me, and neither of us batted an eye." I could see she was thinking about it, so I offered one last thing "Perhaps we should start by you sitting more lady like, with spread legs to let your vulva clearly be on display and your arms comfortably down to your side". I was clearly referencing how I was sitting and finished with "There's a saying, when in Rome, do as the Romans do." I could see she couldn't fault the logic as she did as I suggested, clearly tensing, and unable to look me in the eye though. "I think I've been talking long enough, you seems to be tense, how are you feeling now?"

"I don't know" She said as she was fidgeting. Something about her seemed conflicted. I was hoping she'd open up more, but alas she was going to take her time.

"I'll tell you what" I offered "We still have plenty of time. How about, whenever you feel ready, you have a good feel of some part of me your old reality would have discouraged you from. I noticed you covered your breasts so how about we start there. Maybe even move onto my vulva, and slip a finger inside my vagina when you feel ready, maybe you can see how it's ok for people to do that to us. Also, remember that you can put your vulva on me too, maybe you want to give me a few humps or something. I think if you really feel the pleasure, you'll appreciate just how nice it feels when others use you." She then clearly scoffed at the thought so I continued. "Or when you say you are ready, you can let me know if you're willing to try let me feel you up instead. Hopefully get you used to the situation in a safe space. And feel free to tell me more about how you feel if you're comfortable, every bit of opening up, helps us figure out how you'll heal."