In the Akashic Library, there is a book titled "Two Horny Teenagers get into Bed, Promising not to have Sex, and then Don't have Sex." It is shelved in the Fantasy section.
One of the reasons that Logan had gotten laid so often as a guy was that word had spread along the teenage girl's grapevine that he was one of the few teenage boys that understood how to handle a woman's breasts rather than pawing and grabbing. Female Logan had lost none of her touch. Allison thrilled as she learned just how good it could feel to be a woman. The familiarity of her response, that blissful expression Logan had seen on the faces of many women, helped assure Logan that her friend was really no longer Alan, that despite her memories she really wasn't having sex with a guy.
"Can I go downstairs?" she whispered.
Allison nodded yes.
Logan's experienced fingers unlocked the combination of Allison's female genitals, sending her into an erotic ecstasy.
And then Logan had no idea what to do. At this point, male Logan usually moved on to full intercourse, but female Logan was not going to be able to put her non-existent penis inside anyone.
Oh God, Allison thought as she grooved on the aftershocks of her first partnered female orgasm, she really has no idea what to do next. She's so cute when she's clueless!
"Now you" she said. Logan's eyes widened with a mixture of anticipation, lust and sheer, stark terror.
Allison ran her hands along Logan's back like someone trying to calm a frightened animal. "You've already masturbated. Don't you want to know what it's like to have a partner who wants to make you feel good? Are you afraid that I want to turn you into a girly-girl through the magic power of the female orgasm? That's just silly Logan, I love you just the way you are. This is Allison here, you know I won't do anything to hurt you. How long have we been friends? We're just going to take it to the next level, that's all. Your breasts are so pretty, I want to kiss them, is that OK?"
She felt the muscles in Logan's back start to unclench and saw some of the terror in her eyes give way to curiosity and desire. "OK." Allison ran her mouth and tongue over Logan's breasts, concentrating on the nipples. "Uh, that feels good" Logan grunted.
"Of course it does" said Allison. "We're women, we're blessed with wonderful, sensitive breasts." She placed her hand on Logan's vagina, feeling the moisture. "Is Miss Logan ready to be eaten out? If it helps, you can think of it as a blow job." Allison giggled.
Logan shifted position to open herself to Allison. "Blow me."
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Ordinarily, of course, the sort of thing Logan and Allison were up to is not the sort of thing hospitals want to encourage. But routine was enormously disrupted by so many patients being suddenly cured and everyone was worried about their jobs in the new order. (They weren't the only ones--the President's economic advisers had been counting on expansion in the health and elder care sectors to take up the slack in employment over the next couple of decades, and were panicking, although not as badly as the people in charge of Social Security, looking at decades of extended life for its beneficiaries.) Checking in on a patient who was recovering as quickly as Logan wasn't a priority.
It didn't hurt that Julia Armitage was standing guard outside the door, either.
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Mandy and especially Dana had been porn hounds as guys, and had a great deal to draw on in their quest to show Mistress Kira what filthy, depraved sluts they were, richly deserving of punishment. Kira took a few pictures for use later on.
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Reggie hurried over and extinguished Aziz's spell. "Young lady" he said with a stern expression "I'm going to let this one slide because you're new, but never, ever, EVER work fire magic in a library!"
"Sorry" said Aziz "I did that?"
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"On second thought" said Robbie "Let's not play pool. Let's go back to your place and screw like crazed weasels."
"But you're married."
"I texted Elizabeth, told her the meeting was an all-nighter."
I know this is wrong, Lucretia thought, but she is so cute! And if Elizabeth chose to age again, without even talking to Robbie about it, wasn't she really saying that she had no interest in satisfying her? And isn't it better that Robbie be with me, who genuinely cares for her, than she goes home with a bar sleazo? Robbie made one of her cute pouts, and Lucretia's conscience conceded defeat to her lust.
"OK, darling." I just hope I can keep from ripping her clothes off in the parking lot.
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Alphabet blocks, thought Baby Jo. They got me alphabet blocks! Now we're talking!
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Jean was getting a little nervous at the alacrity with which Greta was using the ring. And, as much as she loved Greta and always would, she didn't want to become the lover of a goddess and lose contact with the rest of humanity.
"Greta, wouldn't it be nice to have a real honeymoon?"
"OK, where do you think I should wish that we go?"
"Well, darling, I was thinking maybe it would be good if we weren't so dependent on the ring. We might lose it in the future somehow or it might lose its power. You've done a lot, but maybe we should let humanity solve some problems on its own."
"You mean give up the ring? Not sure there's a volcano around to throw the Precious in." Greta chuckled, and Jean laughed along, nervously.
"Of course not, sweetie, but maybe we could take a trip for a month and see the new world and not use the ring except for emergencies during that time. Just temporarily."
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An all-night meeting, Elizabeth thought. She's obviously lying. Oh God, I've lost her. What have I done?
That night it was Elizabeth who cried herself to sleep.