Talking the town historian into coming to check out the alley took far longer than expected, but once they verified the contents of the workshop the pace picked up. A local photographer took Chess and Gordon's photos - Aura having made her belt-shaped self particularly shiny for the occasion - in front of the entrance as well as 're-enactment' shots of them inside looking around.

The books were photographed and any of particular importance were whisked away in solid glass containers. The room was searched thoroughly, and while initially they questioned the young man on how he came to own a heavy golden belt, the crudely stamped words stating 'Made in China' on the back led them to give it back; but not without a fair amount of fashion advice, and suggestions to get it checked for lead.

Gordon's details were taken by just about everyone, as was his account of what led him there. Chess was fine with him getting a little more credit with how he discovered the place initially before exploring it with her, but for the most part, the press wanted the Italian born DJ to be as centre stage as possible, so it worked out. Finally free of the questions and people, Gordon said his goodbyes, got Chess' phone number and retreated to the villa. Gordon collapsed on his bed as the bedside clock ticked over to 7pm.

Aura hadn't said a word the entire trip back, and Gordon had been so exhausted he hadn't thought about it until lying there, staring at the ceiling. The catalyst for his golden friends disgruntled demeanour seemed to stem from back in the workshop. Which is when it clicked. "You know you're not a souvenir, right?"

Silence.

"I only said her panties were the best souvenir because, well…” Gordon wanted to say ‘because they were’ but he held back. “I haven't had much experience with, uh, girls. It kinda just came out..." There was a grumpy burble from his waist as Aura slowly melted out of her belt form. "Besides, you're not a souvenir. You're a friend. More than a friend." He added, realising Aura was most definitely not 'just a friend'.

Aura chirped a little as she slid up Gordon's chest between his shirt and skin. "You mean it?" She asked, a slight grumpiness still in her tone.

"Aura." Gordon sighed, unbuttoning his shirt to see the golden slug as it slithered up to his chin. "If I thought anyone would understand, I'd be asking you to be my... girlfriend." He thought about it for a second. "Goldfriend? Goofriend?" Gordon tried joking, but Aura was hearing these terms for the first time, and the humour was lost on her.

"Why do others need to understand?" It was a subject Gordon had yet to raise, and wasn't sure how to do it properly. "Do you need their agree? Why is my agree not enough?"

"You..." Gordon took a deep breath as he sat up and placed Aura in his cupped hands, using his thumbs to gently nuzzle the gold blob. "You are one of a kind. I've never seen anything - anyone like you. No-one has." He thought back to the workshop. "No-one alive, at least." He thought about the letter, he wanted to show Aura its contents but needed to decipher it first. He didn't speak enough Italian, and didn't trust anyone enough not to freak out when told about Aura; not even Chess, though she was probably the most likely candidate.

Aura could tell there was still something bothering Gordon. "Is it because I am not human?" She chirped sadly, her burbling taking on a somber tone as well. Gordon sighed, bringing Aura up to his mouth for the first time, laying a kiss on her golden skin. The contact of his soft lips sent shivers all over the metallic slug, her burbling replaced with a cute purr.

"Aura, I don't care what you are." He said, giving her another, lighter kiss. "But society has enough trouble with two humans of the same sex, let alone a man and a... an Aura." Gordon grinned sheepishly. "For the moment, we need to keep you a secret." He rubbed Aura's sides with his thumbs, making her purr louder. "I, I don't want anything bad to happen to you. I know you've only been around a day, but-"

"Gordon sweetie, you home?" Shannon called out from the main part of the villa, interrupting Gordon's train of thought. "Dinner's ready."

"Coming, Mom!" Gordon yelled back, sighing. "I never figured out, do you need food?" He asked Aura quietly before placing her on the edge of the bed gently. "You haven't mentioned needing anything, is there something you want?" He quickly changed out of his dusty clothes and threw on something more fitting for the colder evening.

Aura's purrs softened as she thought about Gordon's query. "I only need you." She chirped, her body pulsing with the beat of his heart. Gordon smiled at the miracle on the end of his bed. "I don't feel like I need anything else." Aura's body stopped thumping for a second, before returning to the bubbly purring of before. Gordon suspected she had perhaps had an idea.

"Feel like coming with me to dinner?" The man asked, straightening his clothes.

"I will wait here for you. I will stay a secret." Aura burbled cheerfully, and if Gordon's ears heard right, a hint of mischief too. He gave Aura a quick pat, running his fingers across her warm metallic body before heading out to join the rest of his family.

Dinner was for the most part uneventful until Anthony received a call from his brother after seeing Gordon on the local evening news. He feigned wanting to surprise them as the reason for not speaking up about it, but once his step father began congratulating him on the discovery, he became more open to discussing it. Gordon came clean about his misadventures the previous night, explaining how he cut his hand and why he was so exhausted in the morning.

Once explaining what the historian had said about the workshop and all the books therein, he was inundated with questions, from what it felt like standing where Da Vinci had stood through to whether there was a toilet built in. When Jeremy asked sarcastically whether he came back with any 'souvenirs' it took all of Gordon's willpower not to blush. Instead he thought about how he had wiped his hand with a napkin, but found a sheet of leather to cover his hand on the way out. Of course, this meant several people immediately demanded to see it.

Gordon excused himself from the table and quickly ran to his room to retrieve the square hide. Looking around he whispered "Aura?" She wasn't on the bed. The leather was, so he picked it up and quietly called out again. "Aura? Still here?"

"Still here." Came a faint reply from the bathroom. "The tiles are colder in here. Resting." Gordon took a few steps towards the bathroom, but before he could open the door, his brothers voice wafted through the villa joking about him falling through another hole. Chuckling, Gordon left Aura to her resting and returned to the table with his newly acquired ancient square of leather.

Gordon's family puzzled and postulated over what could have caused one side to become singed, much to the man's amusement. Shannon spotted flecks of gold embedded in some of the deeper cracks which prompted more questions about whether there was treasure or hidden compartments in the desk and so on. The questions and jokes lasted well into the night, with Gordon finally feeling like he had his step-father's respect by the end of it. Practically glowing he wandered back to his room.

Closing the door behind him, Gordon slouched against it, grinning happily. "Aura?" He asked, realising it may have been a bit too loud. After a few seconds of silence he called again a bit quieter. "Aura?" He walked over to the ensuite door and opened it. What greeted Gordon took his breath away.

In the middle of the tiled floor stood a translucent turquoise woman. Her skin was shiny and iridescent like the surface of a bubble while her insides swirled and frothed like someone shaking a bottle of beer in slow motion. She stood as tall as Gordon with an hourglass figure leaning more to the voluptuous end of the scale, while her hair - if it could be called that - fell down in thick clumping curls. Her eyes were the only part that differed in colour, appearing almost white, with the slightest blue tint.

"Au-... Aura?" Gordon said, carefully closing the door behind him as he walked up to the woman. She giggled in response, sending ripples across her entire body. A subtle glimmer caught Gordon's attention between her breasts, and looking harder he saw the outline of a gold heart beating. "Aura. You... you're..."

"Human?" Aura asked, her voice full of hope and anticipation. Gordon looked her up and down and up again. He was having a hard time registering the being before him. Her lips had moved, and the sound even seemed to come from her mouth. That's when she really showed the man how far she had come. Taking a step towards him, Aura swung her hips and allowed her body to jiggle appropriately. "Do you like me?"

Gordon's heart was racing. He stepped closer as well, almost pressing his chest against her bosom before stopping. Then raising a hand to Aura's face, Gordon stroked down one cheek before gently pushing a strand of blobby hair to one side. "Aura, of course I like you. I did before, and still do." His words were almost pleading as he began to feel the emotions she was experiencing. “I don’t care what you look like, but right now?” Gordon let his hand slide from Aura’s cheek and down her neck before cupping her shoulder lovingly. “Right now you are really really hot.”

 

Aura stepped back confused. “I- I did not think my temperature mattered like that. I can cool down if-”

 

Gordon let loose a hearty laugh before stifling himself. “Aura, this time, listen to the word’s meaning, not the word itself. You are Hot.” The turquoise woman stared at him for a second before the bubbles inside her churned quickly in realisation. “Understand me?” Aura nodded, her hands reaching forward to unbutton Gordon’s shirt. He didn’t dare stop her as she finished with the last button, pulling the shirt over his head before moving to his pants. “So what does it feel like?” Gordon asked, Aura looking to him a little confused. “Having a human body?”

 

She giggled. “I like it. But there is so much you have to think about. Like fingers.” Having undone the button and moving one hand to the zipper, Aura lifted the other up between their faces. Curling and uncurling her fingers she showed off the fine control she was able to command, her translucent blue digits bubbling with each movement before being played across Gordon’s lips. She tasted slightly minty, like toothpaste. Gordon glanced over to the sink and spied the emptied tube that was almost full several hours earlier. He raised an eyebrow. “It feels better than that.” She pointed to the tiny bottle of shampoo on the floor near the tub.

 

“Tastes better too.” Gordon mused as he felt his now unzipped pants fall to his ankles. Reaching behind Aura’s head he pulled her to him, his lips landing on hers for the first time. Her entire mouth tasted like the clear blue minty toothpaste, not overpoweringly so, but just enough to make the man smile and press his lips against hers harder. Their first true kiss was passionate in all the slow ways, with Aura learning what to do with her pseudo tongue by following Gordon’s lead. Time flowed away as the two stood there, Gordon’s erection growing with each swirl of his turquoise lovers tongue against his own. 

 

But all good things must come to an end, and as gordon pulled back he opened his eyes to see Aura’s body had turned from a cool turquoise to a pale green, like the white froth trailing after a curled wave. He stared in awe as the thumping of her chest was visible through the ripples across her surface, the golden heart inside causing the bubbles to dissipate as her body slowly returned to it’s turquoise state. “Master… That was…”

 

“Gordon. If we’re going to be together,” even his own mind stood in metaphorical awe to the words that escaped his mouth, the logical side caged by the emotional as he spoke from his heart “You need to call me Gordon.”

 

“I’m sorry… Gordon.” Aura said sadly before the fullness of his words dawned on her. “Together? Like sex? Like ‘girlfriend’?”

 

Gordon smiled, wrapping his arms around Aura and holding her close, his restrained cock jumping at the contact with her pelvis and throbbing with his heartbeat. Her breasts fell upon his naked chest and much to his delight he felt both their hearts beating in unison. “Everything.” Gordon said, sighing as he leant forward, touching his forehead to hers. “I’ve never felt this way about anyone before. I don’t want you,” Aura’s eyes went wide at those few words, her heart stopping until Gordon finished the unintentionally damaging dramatic pause “I need you.”

 

The world around Gordon turned blue-green as he was swept up into a waterspout made of the over-excited Aura. His body did not spin with the torrent, however, and after she had calmed down and reformed, hugging him tightly, the only casualty was his briefs; laying in shreds around the bathroom like perverted confetti. “Gordon, I want to have sex with you, properly.”

 

“I couldn’t tell.” Gordon said sarcastically.

 

“Really? I thought by taking you clothes off-”

 

“Aura,” He chuckled, wrapping his arms around her to tighten the embrace “You have a lot to learn.” With no further hesitation, Gordon kissed her again, rougher this time as she took to the pace with gusto. He moaned into her mouth as she pressed her slippery stomach against the throbbing member poking it. With little force it popped inside her body, immediately washing the man with the same effervescent sensations as before. But this time - despite the frothy, almost fizzy sensation driving his senses to new heights - Gordon pushed her away. Aura looked hurt and confused, and was about to ask him why but Gordon beat her to it. “If we are doing this the proper way, then we have to do it all the proper way.”

 

Aura listened attentively, standing still as Gordon knelt before her. His face went a little red as he thought about the best way to describe female anatomy. “Aura, remember what it was like this afternoon… with, uh… with Chess?” He asked, Aura’s body quickly becoming a little more frothy as she growled an affirmative. “Well, you should make a hole in the same place.” He said, placing a finger gently against her bare mound. Her somewhat disappointed look prompted him to add to the request. “Aura, down here” He slid his finger around to the woman’s rear, lightly pressing down between her turquoise cheeks “all humans have an anus, or arsehole. But we also have a penis - well, men do - and women have a- a vagina.” Gordon blushed from the amateur anatomy lesson as he slid his finger back around to Aura’s mound, pressing lightly against the spot that lacked an entrance.

 

“So you want me to make a vagina?” Aura asked, her frustration with being reminded of Gordon being intimate with another slowly fading. The man could tell she was having an internal conflict, and reminded himself to address that later.

 

“Yeah. If we’re gonna do it properly, then yeah.” He rubbed her smooth shoulder, trying to soothe her. The skin was like oiled latex, his thumb causing the iridescent sheen to split and whirl like eddies in a current. Gordon noticed everywhere he touched Aura he left trails of bubbles beneath her skin in what he assumed to be a similar process as when he would get goosebumps.

 

“So, like Chess…” Aura sighed, placing her hands on her stomach as she willed the goo within her to shift. But Gordon was quick to grab her by the wrists, interrupting her body modification.

 

“No. No, not like Chess.” Gordon chuckled at her confusion. “Shape yourself however you want. I want to be with you; that means all of you, as you.” Aura was beaming at his clarification, Gordon smiling back as he let the miraculous being do her thing. Again placing her hands on her belly Aura willed her body to shift and change, Gordon able to see the two passages slowly form from the outside in until eventually the turquoise woman released her translucent belly.

 

“Better?” Aura asked, smirking. Gordon nodded, wrapping his arms back around the goo woman. He landed light kisses upon her neck and shoulders, the mint of her skin tingling his lips as Gordon’s rubbed his fingers across her back. “Gordon…” Aura moaned, her body quivering under his touch. Her belly rippled against Gordon’s cock when he pulled her in close, the two locked in a passionate embrace. As Gordon turned his head to again compliment his lover on her form, so too did Aura turn to mention how bubbly she felt leading to their lips brushing against each other. Without another word spoken the two fell into a deep and passionate kiss.

 

The pair groped and hugged, rubbed and slid against each other as their kiss grew more and more intense. Gordon sucked on Auras tongue, prompting her to do the same. A curious finger found its way to the pucker of Aura’s rear, with a slimy digit finding itself at Gordon’s rear entrance in return. He knew what she was likely to do if he pressed further, but didn’t care as the first knuckle popped into the tight gel sphincter. Then the second. As Gordon’s finger bottomed out, Aura decided it was her turn, pushing forward with the same care and sensuality. Gordon released a lust-fuelled moan into Auras mouth, making her grin and break the kiss.

 

“Master, I need you inside me.” Aura begged, her eyes pleading.

 

“Aura, remember how I said never to call me Master?”

 

“I- I’m sorry Gordon…” Aura sobbed, stepping back as her insides calmed to barely a bubble.

 

But Gordon stepped forward, his proximity causing the woman’s rear to press against the bathroom counter. He leaned in, mouth grazing against her faux ear “You can call me master during sex.” Aura looked hopefully up at Gordon as her heart visibly beat faster. Thinking perhaps she needed more motivation, he moved to stand eye-to eye with the goo woman. “Aura, you WILL call me Master during sex.”

 

“Yes, Master.” Aura responded, her body fizzing internally from her pent up excitement. “What do you want me to do, Master?” She slid one hand up over Gordon’s shoulder, while grabbing his cock with the other. Her fingers were like liquid silk against his skin, stroking him gently as she smiled up at her Master.

 

“Aura,” Gordon said, his heart racing from the impromptu handjob. “I want you to fuck me good and proper.” He could scarcely believe he had spoken those words, but Gordon watched with a smile as Aura pushed him through the doorway towards the large bed. Her eyes swirled like a whirlpool as his knees made contact with the mattress, the man falling backwards onto the bed with a dull thud. 

 

“Lie down Master, I will see to your needs.” Aura stated as she climbed up onto the bed with him. In the back of Gordon’s mind he wondered whether she would stain the sheets, but those cares were quickly forgotten as he felt her slick, turquoise legs sliding up his thighs. His cock throbbed as it pointed up towards her pendulous blue-green bust. “Master,” Aura asked, sliding into position so her breasts pressed against Gordon’s chest while her slit rubbed gently against his sensitive glans “I want you to cum inside me. Deep, deep inside me.”

 

Gordon assumed the watery woman mounting him was still thinking about their interaction with Chess earlier, but he didn’t have much time to think about it as she slowly lowered her hips. His cock pressed against the narrow slit before being pushed away to her rear. Slightly confused, Aura looked to Gordon for advice. The man sighed smiling as his shaft was stroked by a pair of slick cheeks. “Most women have some folds of skin at the entrance, it helps guide the man to the - uh - right spot.” He looked down to see what Aura would do, just able to see the base of his cock pressing against her mount between the large turquoise orbs in front of his face.

 

Aura concentrated again, her insides bubbling as she reshaped her body, the skin around her passage wrinkling and pulling back like a hot knife being drawn through wax. Almost as soon as the process had begun, it was over. Sliding back along Gordon’s length, Aura lined up her new pussy lips with the head of his cock. They both felt a tingle shoot through them, the seriousness of the moment finally taking hold. With a deep breath. Gordon looked his newfound lover in the eyes and nodded.

 

It didn’t take much pressure for Gordon’s cock to slip just beyond the entrance of Aura’s pussy, the two of them shuddering with sensation as his head wedged itself inside her. “Aura…” Gordon moaned as his lover continued pushing down onto him, feeling what surprises she had made just for him. It was unlike anything he had ever felt before, the slickness of the pussy walls alternating along with its texture. Barely an inch in was a tight ring of what felt like hard rubber, just barely wide enough for his cock to squeeze through, but very very slippery. Directly after that was a corkscrew of ridges like the rifling of a gun barrel, slightly but sensuously twisting his member as it pressed forward. Most of the way in his head pushed through another tight ring and into what felt like a cavern of tiny tongues where he bottomed out.

 

“Oh Master!” Aura moaned, using his shoulders as leverage to ensure he was as deep as possible. “Is- is this what it always feels like?” She kept her body still, but the little tongues going to town on the man’s cock continued their perverse licking.

 

“No…” Gordon moaned, his cock already feeling ready to explode “It’s so much better.” Aura let out a brief shudder, moaning in ecstasy at her Masters confession which sent the hundreds of tiny tongues into a frenzy. The man had been staring at this turquoise goddess for a while now, so he was well and truly on his way to a powerful orgasm. But with what little willpower he still maintained, Gordon wanted to make it last. 

 

He reached out and groped Aura’s breast. He assumed she would be unable to feel pleasure from his lusty manipulations, but his assumptions were proven wrong when she lustfully moaned at his touch. “Please Master, keep doing that…” The moan was desperate, needy; and Gordon was not going to ignore it. With both hands he cupped the translucent blue-green orbs and squeezed, her faux nipples between thumb and palm as his fingers played across the latex-like surface. 

 

Aura’s sensual moans brought about by Gordon’s kneading grew into a rhythm, a rhythm that transferred to her writhing hips. Aura ground back and forth popping the head of his cock out of her innermost ring before pushing it back in; where the tiny tongues waited hungrily to slather the member again. “What you’re doing is, is…” He lost his words as the spiral inside Aura’s pussy shifted and swirled to wind the other way. “Oh god…” Gordon blurted, his cock twitching.

 

Gordon could feel himself rocketing towards his orgasm, and decided he needed to give Aura something to push her closer as well. Sliding his hands around her breasts, he pressed his thumbs against her nipples, eliciting a shuddering moan from the goo lady as she ground even harder against his cock. Taking that as a sign Gordon played a little harder, pressing his digits against the sensitive nubs with increasing pressure until with a pop, both thumbs slid in to the palm. Gordon was shocked at the event, but looking up to Aura’s face for a response he found her open-mouthed and moaning loudly. “Master!”

 

Having not been told of any lines crossed, Gordon tested the new holes. Moving his thumbs around in circles seemingly caused Aura to lose her power of speech; burbles and chirps rippling across her tight rubbery skin as the golden heart within spasmed between beats. The odd rhythm contracted her passage around Gordon’s member, further intensifying her grip on him.

 

Aura’s body churned with bubbles as her viscous insides roiled in a pre-orgasmic state, the vibrations causing her master’s cock to throb with need. She could sense Gordon getting close and wanted to make their first proper climax special. Aura collapsed on top of him, her bubbling breasts squishing against his chest as she slowly melted down his sides. It was too much for the man, Gordon grunting as he wrapped his arms around the amorous being atop him, Aura’s consistency changing more to that of jelly than rubber as his arms sunk beneath her slick skin. By the time his cock pulsed within her, she was practically surrounding all but his head and feet.

 

“Yes Master!” She moaned loudly, every inch of her spasming against Gordon as she came along with him. Gordon tried struggling free of the embrace, unable to stop himself from cumming. He was still partly wanting this to be done ‘properly’ - not just have Aura use her semi-solid nature to push him over the edge - but as his first spurt of pearly seed erupted into her translucent belly he let go of that notion. 

 

“Aura...” He growled sensually, bucking his hips as he poured himself into her. She felt his balls tense and relax so focused attention there as they both writhed in ecstasy. Around his twitching sack she formed a pocket of the same micro-tongues that had - up until his climax - assaulted Gordon’s glans, their licking causing the man to double the force in his bucking. “Fuck!” For a brief moment Gordon felt he knew what it must be like to be a firehose, his member releasing a veritable torrent of cum into Aura with barely a pause. Until with a dull throbbing pain his balls relaxed.

 

“Oh, Master…” Aura mumbled, her empathic senses driven to breaking point by that last pulse of fluid. Gordon felt her ooze down his sides, the goo woman still shuddering occasionally as they both came down from their united climax.

 

“Aura…” Gordon’s voice dripped with amused annoyance. “You said… you wanted it done… properly.” He smiled, panting as he let his head fall back onto the bed. “Next time-”

 

“Gordon, are you okay in there?” Came the call of his mother from behind the locked door. “We heard noises… Is someone in there with you?”

 

He thought fast, not an easy task given his state, but after a few seconds he piped up. “Sorry, flicked the telly on, Sixty Shades of Purple was on. I’ll turn it down.” He smiled at Aura, who had turned to near solid rubber the second Shannon’s voice was audible. Gordon let a few seconds of silence go by “Uh, it’s at 4 now. Sorry. Uh, Sleep well.”

 

“Sweet dreams.” Shannon chuckled from the hallway as her footsteps faded to nothing. Gordon let out a sigh of relief, his heart finally starting again as Aura relinquished her vice-like grip on his body. The two of them giggled privately as Aura slowly reshaped herself, allowing Gordon’s member to pop free. She finished solidifying at the man’s side, rubbing slick fingers along his chest. 

 

Aura burbled happily as her golden core thudded to the beat of Gordon’s heart. “Sorry Master, I lost control.” She tried the innocent ploy, but Gordon saw right through it. He turned to face her, cocking an eyebrow at her frothing-white orbs. “It just felt too good.” She pleaded, rubbing his chest more forcefully.

 

“Okay, okay. You’re forgiven.” Gordon sighed dramatically. Aura’s burbling came out more like a giggle at her Master’s statement, her arms wrapping around him in a tight embrace. “But only because that was amazing.” He rolled onto his side to hug her back, wrapping his arms around her as best he could. He spotted the silver-coloured tube of toothpaste that had been emptied by his amorous friend, and chuckled. “I think we need to go toothpaste shopping.”