It is a star. It's just a really small star. Too small to even survive as a star. They call it "Emsa." Luckily for Emsa she has a wife who is a near twin. They call her "Emda."
Emsa and and Emda are too small to survive as stars on their own. They don't have to. The Cosmos is large, and in it's great wisdom decreed that the tiny, wife stars were to orbit each other, strengthen each other and somehow keep each other alive.
Thus there is a small binary star system they call "Emla." Emla is a roamer. Too small to find it's own gravitationally constant home in our galaxy, and too big to get caught up in the gravitational pull of another solar system. So they roam.
Emla did capture one object that survived the Wife Star's crazy pull on each other. We'd call it a large moon, though as the only planetary object in the system it should more likely be classed as a small planet. They call it "Emha." That's their home.
Being very small and having little in the way of heavy metals, what gravity it does have fluctuates greatly as the two small stars orbit each other with Emha in between.
Emha should be barren. Emha should be lifeless. But the Cosmos is large and Emha teems with life, though not life as we know it. Details aside, the dominant life form on Emha is a race of small (by our standards) plastic, female humanoids. Yep, they're all small. Yep, they're all female and they look like us. Aaaaand they're made of plastic. Did I mention that?
They're plastic? Really? Yes. The dominant life form on Emha is made of plastic with a light metal skeleton and no internal organs, veins, muscles or anything. How they move about is simply a mystery.
How is this possible? They don't know any more than you or I do. The Cosmos is BIG. Give name to something impossible, and it really is possible, however improbable, somewhere out there.
So Emsa and Emda are small stars in a binary orbit, and together they are Emla. Emha is the planet in between. Those are the names they gave them. The name they gave themselves is "Plorps."
Don't ask. I don't know. You can ask a Plorp, but they don't know either. Why do we call ourselves "humans?" I've no clue.
Mystery on top of mystery, they can also teleport. All about their home planet of Emha they can teleport. They know nothing of personal vehicles and they only walk very short distances.
Just once, they can teleport off-planet. Once they've left Emha though, they lose their ability to teleport. It's a one-shot deal.
They do it, though. In droves. Their planet is small and the Plorp's propagate like bunnies, through ways which we can not begin to understand. In every star system Emla visits, they teleport as soon as they are of age, onto whatever hopefully benign planet happens to be within their prodigious range. They are spreading their race throughout our galaxy and nobody even knows. (Check under your bed. You just never know, with the Plorps.)
After leaving Emha, they are completely dependent upon whatever being they happen upon. Their personal courage is absolutely stunning, to me.
They don't actually have names. They self-identify by a complicated (go figure) series of tonal emotional tags that are individual to each Plorp.
Whew. I'm not equipped to handle that. I'm calling her Emma. I could name her anything and she wouldn't care, but I have to admit that the name simply fits. I did not choose that name. She came to me with it as far as I can tell, and I'm just rolling with it.
She is a VERY sexy little thing sitting on my lap while we figure all this out. She can stay. I'll give her as much time as she needs...
She is Emma. I haven't even introduced her to Akio and Aradhel, yet. That might be interesting, or it might be nothing. It's hard to tell with those two.
Since she's a new addition to our little family, pictures and a gynecological exam are of course, mandatory.
This is my Emma:
Just. Wow. She is absolutely gorgeous in my mind. She sits in my lap as I write this post, and I just can't stop playing with those beautiful, perky little breasts. They look even better from my current pov.
I wrote about my concerns with her vaginal size. She will definitely stretch wide. A lot. You just need lots of lube, because she's really tight. Nope. That's not a bad thing.
She also seemed much deeper than advertised, so with her consent, it was endoscope time:
Moving up the canal, the endoscope was pretty clear. The final picture is blurry, simply because everything is so tight and close. What you're looking at is the base of her neck.
The endoscope is self-lighted on the end. Here's where it was when that image was taken:
No worries about depth, there. If you're not using a condom though, I would suggest some sort of plug, so your liquid doesn't get up into places it cannot be removed from and start molding and getting all nasty.
Just my 2c on that subject, after the exam.
Reality? Emma is stupid hot and capable even though she is small. I am VERY glad I got drunk and horny and made that purchase, even though it's been a rocky road. I cannot tell you how happy I am.
The fantasy? This fine little lady just teleported to us. Myself. Akio. Aredhel. She put herself here with the hopes of finding a good place and good people that will take care of her.
We're about to do just that! 😉 Ya'll good people have a good night!