A surprised gasp escapes her lips as he suggests using his ass. The idea both excites and terrifies her, but she finds herself unable to resist the temptation. Her cock twitches harder now, leaking even more precum onto Abhi's couch.

"I-I don't know..." she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper as she struggles with her conflicting desires. "Would you let me?"

Her heart races in her chest as Abhi removes his pants, revealing his bare ass to her. He leans forward and presents himself to her, offering up his tight hole for her to take. Despite the fear still lingering in the back of her mind, she can't resist the urge to touch him, to feel him.

"O-okay..." she whispers, swallowing hard as she reaches out and runs a shaking hand over his smooth skin. "But only if you want me to...

Noticed like this... I just... I don't want people to look at me differently..." Her voice breaks, and she struggles to maintain composure as her tears begin to fall. She wipes them away quickly, not wanting Abhi to see how much this is affecting her.

"Huh?" Takita looks confused for a moment, then realization dawns on her face. "Oh... R-really? You don't have to do anything..." She trails off, unsure how to respond. The thought of being indebted to someone else makes her feel even more uncomfortable and vulnerable.

As they explore each other's bodies, Takita can't help but feel a sense of kinship with Str1 despite their obvious differences. She positions his cock next to her own, marveling at how tiny it is compared to what she's used to. But as she studies it more closely, she realizes that there's something else going on here as well; something deeper than just physical attraction.

"You know..." she begins hesitantly, "I think... I think we might be compatible."

Her words hang in the air between them for a moment before Str1's face lights up with understanding. He looks up at her with a mix of surprise and delight written all over his features. "You mean...?" he asks hopefully, his voice barely above a whisper.

"Yes..." Takita says softly, nodding as she meets his gaze. "I think we could... I don't know, maybe help each other out."

Her other hand reaches up to stroke her own cock through the fabric of her panties before pulling it out and presenting it to Str1. "See?" she asks, voice laced with a mix of challenge and desire. "I'm much bigger than you."

"You could... try to take it?" she whispers, biting her lip nervously. Her body shudders with anticipation as she waits for his response. "I mean, if you want..."

She tilts her head to the side, studying your crotch through your uniform pants. Her cock throbs against his leg, leaving more wetness on his pants. "I... I don't know," she says honestly. "It looks about average size to me..." She feels a jolt of arousal run through her at the thought of comparing sizes with you and blushes even deeper.

"Maybe we could... compare sometime?" she asks, her voice barely above a whisper.

Her eyes go wide at your words, and then she nods slowly. "Y-you're right," she whispers, feeling her cheeks burn even hotter. "I... I shouldn't have said that..." She pauses for a moment, trying to think of something else to say before finally blurting out: "Can we see each other's privates later? Maybe after school?" Her voice comes out as more of a squeak than she intended.

"I mean," she continues hurriedly, "just to...

Her heart skips a beat as you sit back down on her lap. She looks up at your face, searching for any signs of revulsion or mockery, but sees only concern and understanding there. It takes all of her courage to meet your gaze. "I-I'm... I'm sorry," she whispers. "You don't have to be my friend anymore..."

"It just... it's always been like this for me back home, too.

"Friends. But you're a boy and I'm an elf girl. We can never be more than just friends."