The Schemes of Hannah Ravenholm
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Hannah Ravenholm stirred a cup of tea for both her and her best friend
Bianca Rodriguez. With a smile on her face, she sat opposite the Latina
with the attitude problem. Bianca had a nice C cup chest and a shapely
ass, but most significant were her large lips and piercing eyes. Her hair
was a shade lighter than Hannah's and it hung to her shoulders. They were
chatting casually for a moment before Bianca steered the conversation in
a different direction
"Y'know, I've been wondering about that husband of yours. What do you
think he does after work? Don't you get worried when he's out late? I
mean--I would kill my man if I caught him with another girl, but I don't
know how you'd be, Han."
Hannah smirked a moment before taking up a very relaxed pose. "No, I
don't get worried."
"Really? I mean he's--these men are unpredictable nowadays. There's pussy
around every street corner. I'm only telling you this because I'm
worried, Hannah. I hope you realize that." Bianca picked up her wine
glass, pouring herself another drink as she stared at her lifelong
companion. "You should plant a camera on that cheating bastard. Catch him
in the act."
"Are you saying you've seen Jay cheat on me?"
Bianca nearly spit her drink out and nodded. "Seen him?! Han, I heard
him! He was all hot and heavy with the skank who runs the local
bookstore! Why the fuck do you think I'm warning you? You have to leave
him! He's no good for you."
Hannah chuckled before starting to laugh loudly. "Oh wow, okay then Bia."
"Do you honestly think I'm bullshitting you? Every Friday he heads over
to that puta's place before it closes and comes out an hour later. Why
else do you think he gets home late?!"
"Come with me I'll show you."
Bianca sighed and finished up her drink. "Fine, fine. I swear Hannah,
staying with him is a mistake..."
"You see," Hannah took her towards her closet, "that Jay you saw cheating
on me wasn't the real Jay. It was me." As she tugged open the closet it
revealed two deflated skinsuits of a man and a woman. Jay and Hannah in
the flesh. "I'm cheating on him with a suit of Jay himself"
"Han...you're a sneaky puta! Why the fuck would you cheat on a man like
that?! That was you?? Fuck, Han."
"Yeah. It was me." Hannah reached for the skinsuit of Jay. "Do you have
any idea how much fun it is to have a cock? Beats fingering yourself
anyday, Bia! And no, Jay isn't in on it."
"Fuck... you're a sneaky, sneaky perra. Why the hell aren't you telling
him? That's gonna cause a rift and all in your relationship! I make my
man tell me everything. And I tell him everything. Especially when he
doesn't work out and I threaten to leave him for a bigger man!" She threw
her hands up in exasperation. "How big is that man, Hannah?"
"Because It's much more fun. Besides, there's no real harm done Bia. What
he doesn't know won't hurt him. You should try this out actually. Aren't
you even a little bit curious about what it's like to be a man?"
Gahh... the temptation is strong, Han...maybe for a few minutes. That's
it though! I mean...what do you like about it? I mean...my man doesn't
even have to know.
Hannah put her hand on Bianca's shoulder. "Not just being big and
strong...but a cock feels so much better than a vagina. I give it a
minute after putting it on before you'll be grabbing it and jacking off.
Do you dare take that bet?
Her lips curled into a wide smile. "I'll take it. I think I'm itching for
something different in the bedroom anyhow. Are you asking me to try on
the Jay one you got there?"
"Mine doesn't have a penis, so, yes. You put that thing on and you become
a one hundred percent copy of Jay."
"Woah! That's amazing. I mean--height and all??!!" She brushed past
Hannah and felt up the skinsuit's legs. "Oooh! This feels...
realistic...that's so cool!"
"Go on, lick it. You know you want to."
Her hands danced up the suit's legs and grasped onto it's large, albeit
deflated member. Slowly jerking it, she gave it a long, deliberate lick
before embracing it's head with her mouth. Hannah could see her friend
giving it a mini blowjob.
"Ooh! that's nice, Han~!"
"Go ooon. Go ooon. Try it on. It's not hard." Hannah lifted up the suit
and laid it on its back willing the zipper to appear. She pulled it down.
"He's waiting for you to get in."
It was an unusual experience for Bianca. She had only had one female
experience, in college, and although it felt pleasurable enough, she
doubtlessly desired dick nevertheless. Now here she was with this magical
skinsuit, boundless in opportunity...and she was going to abuse it until
it splattered and exploded all over.
"How did that just appear?! I...woah! Dios mio..." She looked inside at
the revealing, flesh-toned interior. It was hollow and beckoning in
shape. Hannah was right. It wanted her to climb in. The Latina smiled to
herself. After all, she wasn't one to disappoint.
"Since this is your first time you should just go for putting your feet
in. Make it easy for yourself...there's many different ways of doing
this, you know."
"What? Oh I'm going in all the way, sister." She stepped out of her heels
and began pulling down her skirt, readying herself to step inside. Her
right foot entered first, intending to cover up her nude lower body as
fast as possible. "What do you mean there's different ways of doing
things?"
"Lets just say..." Hannah smirked. "The orifices stretch."
Her eyes widened, followed by her licking her lips. "OH!" She inserted
her other leg and began pulling "Jay" up until she was almost to her
crotch. It wasn't until then that she paused, wondering how that huge..
gorgeous cock was going to work.
Hannah was getting impatient now and grabbed the outer side of Jay's
thighs. She pulled them up and into place. When that was done, she
grabbed the shell of Jay's monster cock and pressed it against Bianca's
crotch until she could feel it coming to life. "There we go, in case you
had any doubts about it."
Bianca moaned as she felt her new cock grow erect and wet with pre. Her
arms dug into the suit's own and...merged with that of Jay's. She stood
up and massaged her monstrous meat pole. "Aah~ this is amazing, Hannah!"
"You already lost the bet. Now put the rest of him on, Bia."
Bia giggled and pulled on Jay's face. She felt...powerful...masculine. it
was an experience that she hadn't felt before. Her hand went to her cock
again. She started jerking off faster and faster. It was building up, and
she could feel her first orgasm nearly upon her. Hannah laughed at her
bestie's enthusiasm. "Come on, cum then!" She sat on her knees in front
of Jay, hoping to catch her "husband's" ejaculation.
Bianca let out a squeal and her entire body became consumed in dopamine.
Bianca's new cock launched a gob of gooey semen (How was that possible?
Bianca half wondered, too wrapped in her own joy to care) into her
bestie's mouth.
Hannah leaned forward and smothered her husband's cock with her mouth,
doing her best to swallow her load completely. With some struggle she
gulped it all down, cleaning off the cock and looking up. "See, Bia,
isn't cheating fun?"
Bianca nodded. "I can see why you do it, Hannah--Oh my god, you look like
such a puta!" She laughed at the small remnant of cum on Hannah's face.
"You look like my husband to me. So it's not really cheating, or me being
a whore...just a loyal woman, wouldn't you agree?"
"You are loyal, Hannah. I don't know what you're talking about." Bia
flirted. She took her large hand and ruffled Hannah's hair with an air of
care while Hannah cleaned off her face. "I assume you're enjoying your
new form then. I honestly didn't think you'd just take to this. Are you
going to tell all about our experience to Marcel then?" Marcel was
Bianca's "man" that she had been seeing.
Jay let out a loud laugh. "NO! What do you think I am, loco? Do you
honestly think that I'd tell him about your kinks? Hell no! We're
friends, Han. I'm not gonna break that trust!" That was true. As much as
she talked big boyfriend game, that was silver compared to Hannah's gold.
"I knew that, 'Jay'. So, the real Jay isn't going to be around for four
more hours...do you want to go out with me?"
"Jay's" eyes lit up like stars when he heard her ask that. "I'd love to
honey! Perhaps to a nice dinner? Bowling?"
Hannah gave her "husband" a mischievous smile. "Not quite, dear. I want
in. You see...I actually have an extra skinsuit of something very
special. Bianca...meet Jay's new cock." She pulled out a perfect if
flaccid skinsuit of Jay's cock, the one Bianca as Jay wielded right now.
"If I get into this one...it will turn me into that. You have no idea how
much fun it is, trust me!"
Bianca stared blanky at the flaccid "appendage." She began to say
something, but quit after the first syllable or so. She managed to speak
after a few stunned moments of silence. "Bianca, how the fuck? What the
fuck? No, I'm not doing that."
"What, what? It's fun, Bianca, I promise you. It's super, super
sensitive...and more."
"It's just--Ewww! I signed up right now to be your husband! Not to have
you as my cock! That's disgusting! Oh my God!" She backed away from the
cock, repulsed. "There's no way in hell you're going to be my dick!"
"Shine."
Of course, Hannah's hypnotic powers had everyone close to her under her
control. "Jay" immediately lost himself under her. Bianca's complaints
diminished without hesitation. Jay looked at her with a measure of
expectation.
"After I am done climbing into this skinsuit, you will press this cock
over your own. From there you will follow my orders in your mind." Hannah
called it piggybacking, and she'd done it to Jay quite a few times. Being
a cock gave everything a heightened sense...and cumming was so much
better.
Hannah grabbed the skinsuit tightly around the cockhead. With a smirk on
her face, she shoved one foot down the uterus, which stretched quite
intensely to fit it. "That's another way of devouring a cock," she joked
towards "Jay," who had no real response. She forced her second foot
inside and tugged under the edges of the cockhead, gripping as she pulled
it over herself. The cock stretched and accommodated her entry. It looked
like a horror scene as Hannah shoved herself up, taking a moment to
compress her boobs before getting the cockhead up to her neck. It now
looked as if she was wearing one of those joke halloween dick
costumes...except it was one hundred-percent realistic with hairs and
veins running alongside it. With a final laugh, Hannah slipped her head
inside. The moment she disappeared past the uterus, the cock began
shrinking fiercely and quickly, losing ten centimeters every second until
finally Jay's disembodied cock laid there on the ground, fully erect and
leaking cum.
Jay obediently picked up the cock and placed it over his tip. As he
pushed his cock into the other one, he saw them meld together, meshing
into one. Bianca, if she were under her own control rather than Hannah's,
would surely have been astonished at this form of attachment.
"Rise," Hannah's voice spoke in Jay's mind.
This form of Jay at once "woke up" and performed his normal actions, as
if the last two-and-a-half minutes didn't happen. He got dressed, brushed
his teeth, and walked downstairs. Hannah was now his crotch bulge, and
she played a bit by getting fully erect without any clear reason, getting
Jay all horny.
"Morning wood?" Jay thought to himself. His mind wandered to his
beautiful wife. Without quite realizing it, he went into the bathroom.
His lengthy, veiny cock was at full mast. His hand had almost reached his
shaft until something stopped him. An idea implanted itself into his
mind, and he bowed with unnatural flexibility until his mouth was firmly
on his purple-headed appendage.
Jay could feel both his mouth massaging his member as well as the cock
being jerked off. The sounds his cock made signified the fluids sloshing
within it, and those fluids wanted out. Something in his mind, Jay didn't
know what, told him to go faster. He obeyed without a second thought. He
felt no pain in his flexible body after his mouth had touched his balls.
His huge, manly cock tickled his throat. A sense of affirmation flowed
through him at his achievement before he reverted to his state of self-
oral. Back and forth, back and forth his head bobbed, as if he couldn't
do anything else. He felt stuck and enraptured by his unusual position.
Had anyone been looking at him, they would have likely been either
astonished or disgusted by his singular, salty desire: to cum in his own
mouth and swallow every bit of it.
Jay was close now, since he could taste his pre. No flavor stood out to
him, but he knew it was good. He told himself it was delicious and that
he needed more! He continued jerking, his head moving in a way that some
thought would be impossible from a single man, but lo and behold, two
minutes of hard work was rewarded by pure ecstasy. Jay's knees almost
buckled, but he held strong and took in wave after wave of delicious,
salty semen. The cock was so far down his throat that Jay didn't even
have to swallow. He had a huge cock in his mouth and he enjoyed every
moment of his orgasm.
"Good boy, Bianca. Take off your face and suck me again." Her voice was
calm, yet extremely stern. Jay began tugging at his face, his short,
spiky hair and his chiseled jaw gave way for the finer latina features of
Bianca, who held the same permanently unfocused look in her eyes. Her
long, brown hair fell down onto Jay's muscular shoulders. Hannah would've
loved to see that, but couldn't in her current form. Bianca leaned
forward and wrapped her lips around Jay's meat, continuing to suck it as
s/he hadn't cummed a minute ago.
"Clean me up."
Bianca did her best to clean the cum off her cock with a powerful sucking
motion before letting her tongue run past it gently.
"Grab Hannah's phone and take selfies of yourself in this form." Bianca
complied as Jay's body got up and unlocked Hannah's phone, putting it on
photo mode and began posing like the voice in her mind commanded her. She
sat down in a chair with her legs spread and put the phone down opposite
her. Bianca turned on video mode as she began masturbating. Her other
hand grasped a dildo that she shoved up her ass with all of Jay's might.
The voice inside told her to moan loudly, and she did. Meanwhile, Hannah
was all wrapped up in the pleasure of Bianca-as-Jay, feeling the arousal
running through his body affect her strongly. While their minds were
separate, Hannah, Bianca, and Jay's body were essentially one. The only
thing that differed was that Bianca's cock was handing out the orders and
doing most of the thinking.
Hearing was also amplified in her form to compensate for the lack of
sight, and Hannah suddenly noticed the real Jay's car driving up. "Shove
the dildo up your ass and stop masturbating. Get dressed, NOW!" Bianca
didn't want to comply and keep masturbating, yet she still obeyed. The
dildo was plunged completely inside Jay's ass, trapped behind his
sphincter. "Put your face back on." Bianca put the Jay mask back on with
both hands, focusing on moving it in place. Hannah was rock hard, and
continued to be so even as Jay got dressed.
"Stand around the corner of the door and wait. When he comes in, you look
him in the eyes and say, 'Shine.' There was a notch not far from the door
that would keep "Jay" hidden from himself until it would be too late.
Jay had just gotten home from what was, by all means, a pleasant day of
work. He was looking forward to seeing his wife and eating the delicious
dinner she had probably cooked in his absence. He stepped through the
door and called out to her. "Hannah? I'm home!" Then he turned around,
looked himself in the eyes, and heard the word "Shine'. Everything went
black.
"Tell him to put on the Hannah suit."
"Put on the Hannah suit."
The real Jay took no notice of his doppelganger as he walked upstairs.
His legs carried him to their closet, where "Hannah" waited for him.
Without any emotion on his face he opened up the closet and picked out
the skinsuit of his wife. Like a robot, he unzipped the back, lowering
Hannah's skinsuit down below him as he slipped both feet past her butt,
lifting it up as the legs took shape. His crotch bulge melted away as Jay
continued to work the skinsuit up to the point where Hannah's breasts
inflated themselves into shape. Hannah's arms hung limp from the side
until Jay fitted his muscular arms into those far sleeker ones. For a
moment, Hannah's body looked ripped before it slimmed back down. Finally,
Jay put his wife's face on, pressing and squeezing both of her cheeks
until Hannah was complete. With her tasks now executed, Hannah moved to
get dressed without orders. For now, Jay was Hannah, in mind and in body.
Hannah walked back downstairs, where a naked Jay stood, naked and
awaiting treatment. He was naked and jerking off his large, purple-tipped
erection. This pattern gained pace when he caught sight of Hannah.
"Jay! How was work today? I feel like it's been ages since I've seen you
last." She embraced her husband, who dropped his dick and held her in his
loving arms.
"I feel great, but my cock won't go down. I've cummed twice already but
he just won't rest." For the moment, the real Hannah was happy with the
mere act of inconveniencing "Jay" and seeing this play out. She could
step in and dominate both of them with a simple thought whenever it was
needed. She changed her mind for a moment, curiosity overtaking her as
she had never brainwashed two people at the same time. Lets see where
this goes. She went flaccid, immediately ordering Jay to stop
masturbating.
"There we go, let me get dressed again. Do you want to go out for
something to eat Hannah?" Jay smiled at his wife as he hoisted himself
into his jeans, the real Hannah enjoying her new encasement in Jay's
smelly underwear...though she herself was the cause of the smell.
The fake Hannah smiled. "Are you kidding? How long has it been since we
went out last? It might be just one of those dates, big boy." She gave
him a sly wink and attached herself to his side, a sudden surge of
happiness flowing through her...after all, her busy husband worked
constantly. It'd be selfish not to spend more time with him. "When we get
in the car, let's see if our song is on the radio!"
"Sure, sure." Jay kissed his wife on the cheek. "Let's go." He took her
to their high-end car and he took the wheel. He navigated towards a fancy
restaurant named Gran Morte when the voice in his mind ordered him to go
towards The Wooden Hall, the local bookstore instead. Down below, Hannah
was thinking of some fun plans as she grew erect.
"Tell Hannah to free your cock and suck you off."
She heard the words clearly from his mouth. "Suck me dry, Hannah." There
was something in there she couldn't resist. With one hand, she slid down
Jay's crotch zipper. With the other, she reached into his pants and
pulled out his eager, juicy cock. As soon as she saw his cockhead, she
lunged on it like a lion to a deer. She began blowing him with impressive
finesse.
Jay did his best to keep the car on the road as the two Hannahs seriously
stimulated him. The struggle was real, but he succeeded, only botching
his parking job by leaving his off-center.
"Assuming direct control." Jay felt confused by what the voice meant
before he went cross-eyed. Whatever was there a moment before was gone as
the new Jay pressed Hannah onto his cock.
"Nothing better than seeing myself suck myself." Jay's statement made no
sense to anyone as he pressed Hannah onto his dick. From the corner of
his eye, he saw a woman peering in from the sidewalk so he decided to
just finish in Hannah's mouth right now.
The Fake Hannah deepthroated it until his cock touched the back of her
throat. She pulled up and began jerking him off faster than ever before.
Hannah could taste his pre in her mouth, but she wanted more. She thrust
her head down, pleasuring his shaft with her tongue until that beautiful
white stream filled her and she could swallow all over again.
"Aaah! Aaah...Hannah!" Jay deposited Hannah's load into herself.
As the flow finally subsided, Jay pulled Hannah off. "Alright, let's go.
I want to take you somewhere special." He put his cock back inside his
pants and stepped out of the car. With a single glance, he intimidated
the onlooker, whom made a hasty retreat towards the Gran Morte. The real
Hannah could have swore she had known her, maybe one of her neighbors,
but on the outside "Jay" gave no indication of recognition. There was
only the steely glare of intimidation.
"Walk her to The Wooden Hall." The Real Hannah spoke, and Jay complied
instantly, waiting for fake Hannah to get out of the car. "Hannah"
climbed out of her seat, eager to see what her husband had in store for
her. "Isn't that the bookstore?" She followed behind him as Jay strode
confidently towards the door.
"Yeah, it is," he replied with no small amount of relish in his voice.
Hannah faltered in her speech. "What's in here that you wanted to show
me, hon?"
"My mistress. Abby!" Abigail Woodenhall was surprised to see Jay here,
usually he'd text her or call before he'd come over. Then her eyes fell
on the woman who was with him, whom glared at her in disgust. Hannah
raised her voice, looking at her smiling husband. His voice turned loud
and assertive. "Shut up, Hannah, unless you're spoken to!" She wanted to
yell and scream at him, but couldn't. She just stood there looking
absolutely furious.
"Abigail, how lovely to see you. This is my wife, Hannah." Jay sounded
courteous in his double betrayal. Meanwhile, Abigail's stare radiated
arrogance. "Why did you bring your housebound whore over here, Jay? You
know we plan out these sessions ahead of time."
"Oh, I brought her here because I thought it would be funny to play
around with three dominated people instead of two." Jay walked up to the
concerned owner before he looked her in the eyes and said "Shine."
"Close up the store, then meet us in the back," he commanded. "Rise."
Abigail's eyes turned glassy and she turned away from her smiling suitor.
Her hands glided towards the windows. Pull. Shut. Lock. She flew to the
door. Lock. To the lightswitch. Lights off. By this time, Jay led his
wife to the place where he himself had spent so long with his mistress.
Hannah wanted to yell and scream, but found herself meekly following her
husband to the back room, which contained a large bed and a few sex toys.
"Pull out Jay's cock."
Hannah nodded, lowering her skirt and panties, reaching into herself with
one hand. Her lower lips slowly parted as the real Jay's cock emerged
from within. Fake Jay ripped off his clothes and began rubbing his cock
against his wife's. As Abigail entered the room, Fake Jay looked at her
and said, "Put on the biggest strap-on we have."
Abigail grabbed a large strap-on that was prominently displayed on the
bed and slipped it up her legs. She pulled and tightened it around her
waist. Her fake cock protruded from her front. From there she stood like
an obedient dog awaiting it's next order.
"I've been a bad husband. I cheated on you." He motioned at the silently
furious Hannah. "And brought that bitch here, ruining everything. I think
it's time that both of you pound me." He sat down on the bed on all
fours, baring his anus towards Abigail.
Abigail moved forward, using the tip of her cock to tease the impostor's
hole. Her hands massaged his hips and eased them back, where her
artificial penetrator awaited. On the other side, Hannah crawled up to
Jay, rubbing his hair as she shoved her cock down Jay's throat. She and
him both let out a gasp of pleasure. The two women had him at their
mercy.
Jay smiled, even though the cock in his mouth didn't make it clear. He
used one hand to stay in position and with the other he began jacking
off. It was absolutely fantastic, the idea of turning three strong-willed
people into her own sex puppets to play around with. It took time...but
it was worth it.
The two women began thrusting, almost in sync. Abigail in his ass, Hannah
at his mouth. Abigail thrusted in, Hannah pulled out and vice-versa. The
two women moved brusquely, impaling Jay in the guise of fucking him.
Jay quickly got used to it and actually found himself to be a bit bored
by their endeavor. Then an idea popped up into his mind that was
extremely kinky. "Abigail. Open the zipper on Hannah's back, and step
inside. Become one with her."
Abigail instinctively pulled out of Jay, her fake cock dripping with
artificial cum. Hannah stood like a statue while Abigail crept up behind
her and pulled her zipper down slowly, as if she were trying not to be
noticed. Abigail finished, and in doing so caught sight of the real Jay's
muscular body. This bizarre sight did not faze her in the slightest, as
it most certainly would to any squeamish figure.
She stepped her toes in behind Jay's own feet, and pulled herself into
the tight fit. Using both their hands, the mask stretched over both Jay's
and Abigail's heads, the zipper was pulled up...and Hannah reappeared.
The beautiful, fake, slutty Hannah. She looked at the fake Jay in muted
arousal.
"Pull out the strapon as well, bitch."
Hannah's nimble fingers went down, touching her snatch. Her face too
resembled that of a statue; not just in it's silence, but the
emotionality resembled that of the titular saint in L'Estasi di Santa
Teresa. Her fingers disappeared into her pussy and brought forth the
impressive strap-on Abigail wore. She stroked it as if it were her own
shaft, and it was apparent that it brought her much pleasure to do so.
"Good, good." Jay, at this point, felt extremely smug. "Now for the final
step..." He circled around Hannah to her back, and by touch created the
zipper once again. Hannah herself started expanding in all directions,
suddenly looking extremely bloated. As the fake Jay lowered the zipper,
the backsides of the brainwashed Jay and Abigail was clearly visible. For
a moment, Jay had forgotten who he really was. He stopped and began
tugging at his neck, waiting for his meaty jaw to crumble and for
Bianca's fine latino features to appear on top of Jay's body.
"?Bianca, perra! ?Deber?as haberme dicho que la hipnosis era un fetiche
tuyo! Me hubiera divertido mucho m?s contigo si lo hubiera sabido,
querido amigo."
Bianca giggled before pumping up her cock and ramming it in Abigail's
ass. With that out of the way, she stepped into Hannah's doubly distended
legs and forced the rest of her own Jay body inside before pulling the
zipper back up. This obese form of Hannah collapsed into itself before
Hannah stood there, completely confused as to what was going on until a
mischevious smile appeared on her face. For whatever many people were
trapped underneath it, only one was pulling the strings in this form "And
for the final step..." She stretched her pussy wide with both arms, as a
second cock, exactly the same as the first real one appeared from within.
Hannah grabbed hold of the massive strap on and pressed it back. Now with
two identical cocks...Hannah could do nothing else but masturbate
furiously. She fell on her knees as her hands gripped her mightily-sized
double-dicks and, with one hand for each, began stroking.
Three people, helplessly trapped within. She's actually being a mind-
controlling cock. Her friend, her mistress and her husband all just
playthings. It was too much, and not more than a minute later Hannah shot
her double load over the floor, which was impressive in it's combined
power. The buildup had been extreme and thus so was the payoff. She came,
and came, and came, both hands furiously continuing to stroke Jay's two
dicks while she moaned and laughed at the same time. She stood up and did
her best to soil the room in semen, finding that at that point it was
fading fast.
"Damn." Hannah checked herself out in the mirror, still holding her
double cocks. For a giggle, she waited until both were limp before she
began faux trotting around and showing off. She focused and saw both
cocks smoothly slid back inside and fully out of sight.
'Don't you worry passengers, I'll let you back out...with no memories,
and when the weekend is over." For now, secretly triple-dicked Hannah
Ravenholm got dressed and left the bookstore, with no one being any
wiser. She was going to visit the red light district and have some fun.
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