The inner folds clenched tight. His sister spasmed as Jeff's mechanical member moved in and out with strong fluid motions. The plastic became stressed as friction slowly built. Chelsea's natural juices stopped producing as jeff's changes continued. Chelsea the fleshlight's conscious slowly faded as the fucking grew more intense. The plastic pussy lips grew swollen. The speed quickened. The plastic slowly started to tear on the inside.
Jeff could hear his sisters mental squeals and screams, but cared little. He had told her the consequence to her actions. He had given her the way out. This was her fault. ITS fault. Jeff pumped harder as a new goal entered his mind. He smile grew wicked. Changes began to occu-
*Knock knock*
Suddenly reality snapped back to Jeff. Pure reaction kicked in as he pulled the plastic vagina off his penis. A *pop* occured when his head finally released from the soft sticky folds. Jeff quickly looked around for a place to his his toy.
"Hey hon? Is Chelsea with you?"
The lips of the pussy quivered at the familiar name. Jeff stopped. A complete understanding of his situation tumbled back to him. His mind turned back to his original plan. But this time with a twist.