Robbie and Elizabeth were celebrating the incoming year of 2017 at Mary and Lucy's place. Ever since succumbing to Robbie's innermost desires and embracing their new roles as lesbian wives, Elizabeth couldn't keep her hands off of her sexy Robbie, nor could Robbie keep her paws off of Elizabeth. Mary and Lucy smiled at seeing the two closer to one another than they have in years as Lucy handed each of them a drink.
"Having fun, I see" giggled Lucy as she sat down next to them as Elizabeth and Robbie parted lips.
"Would you believe that Robbie says that she's trying to get pregnant?" said Elizabeth, a bit tipsy. "She's really taken to being a woman now that we've gotten over our mutual hangups."
"Typical breeders" said Mary with a smile, also sitting across from the couple. She was wearing a festive New Year's hat and a feather boa. "But at least we're all on the same team now. We're all lovers of pussy!".
"No, really, I want to see what it feels like" stuttered Robbie, much more inebriated than Elizabeth, grabbing a hold of Mary's dainty arm with her hands in a vice like grip, getting two inches from the other woman's face.
"It's gonna cost you an arm and a leg" said Lucy with a shrug. "And it'll probably ruin your perfect figure."
"Trust me, it will" said Elizabeth, giving a small cynical laugh as she took another sip of champagne.
On TV, the New Years Party in New York was still going strong, with the festivities briefly being interrupted to show Carrie Fisher in the hospital. In this reality, she survived her heart problems, as did her mother Debbie Reynolds. Other women at the party cheered when they heard that Princess Leia was going to make it after all.
Robbie looked over at Lucy. "Hey, I got an idea. How about we all fuck, like, right now?"
Lucy grinned, and looked over at Mary, who then looked over at Elizabeth.
"Well, Liz?? Are you ready to take the next step into full slutdom like the three of us have??"