Apparently cutting loose has Max feeling a little sassy.

Max could do what she implied, but at this point, she has enough control over her powers that it shouldn’t really be a problem. That is to say, she can set her power sliders where she wants them and keep them there, even if she’s in the midst of some, let’s say, involuntary spasms.

Which isn’t to say there hasn’t been a learning curve, and a few incidents along the way. The first boy she fooled around with after “The Summer I Turned Pretty Much Gold Plated” and returned to school in her new gilded form. Of course most of the kids were all, “Who’s the golden freak?” or “Ug, so tacky.” “Oh my god, Becky. Look at her butt. She’s just so… gold!” Not that Max showed up in a thong so that Becky’s friend could actually see her butt, but you get what I’m serving.

But then there was the one guy who knew Max from Middle School (As I’m writing this I decided Max’s transformation happened when she was 13, between Middle and High School, but it was in one of those small-ish towns where everyone is an Air Force Brat and every freshman in High School knows everyone else from Middle School, except for the 15% new students that churn every year because of new deployments.) So this one guy sees Max being all introverted and self-conscious and goes up at the lockers and talks to her like nothing’s different. “So my family went and saw the Grand Canyon and Monument Valley over summer break. Did your family go anywhere interesting?” It was an earnest attempt to be a good friend, but it did eventually wind up with him finding out that it’s a bad idea to be mapping out a girl’s G-Spot when she has new super strength that she’s not quite an expert at controlling yet.

So he wound up with a cast that made it look like he was giving the middle finger (which, indeed, he had been giving the middle finger, and, not to be too indelicate, but Max… took his finger. But she also actually almost took took it.) But he wasn’t bitter, because the cast was a laugh-riot to everyone, and he never spilled the beans about how exactly it happened, only saying he was wrestling with unimaginable cosmic forces at the time it happened.

What Galen is implying in panel 5 is that since Max is on a ship, that makes her a sailor, and thusly should acquire a new lover at each port they visit, or just pick from available crew. Re-reading it just before I post, I guess it kind of looks like he’s saying that Max should hook up with him because he hasn’t established a Terran lover yet, and he’s looking to check that box. (Or check out that box, if he wanted to get punched in the mouth.) I suppose it works both ways, but my thought when writing it was he was telling her she should be sowing her oats. According to Space Sailor Law.

Sowing Wild Oats is one of those phrases isn’t quite cromulent for women. Sure, anyone can go out and have sexual adventures, but sowing oats does basically imply “disbursing seed to many fertile fields,” where women are the fields in question. But it seems a bit on the nose to suggest that women “gather many wild oats,” or something, like they’re going around saying, “Hey, farmer. Dissipate your oats unto my field, which is loamy and neatly tilled. >wink wink, nudge nudge<”

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Oh, look who it is in the vote incentive. The NSFW version is finally up at Patreon. Plus a bonus pic.

I think she would get in trouble for doing this. She’d mess up the… floor of the waterfall? Is that what it’s called? The receiving pool? No, probably not that. Anyway, she’d churn things up and cause a ton of weird erosion.

Since you might be wondering, Niagara Falls is about 165 feet high, so Babezilla obviously doesn’t have to be full sized. I’d say she’s about 175-180 feet tall here?

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