Emma smiled at her spotless panties and dry vulva 'good tampon!' she thought, moving the tampon string aside then releasing her Blatter. While the liquid flowed below her she responded to her friends text.
"I'm in! What time and where?" She sent, then padded her sex with a piece of toilet paper, and headed for home, quickly getting changed into something more fun.
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Jeff's day, was anything but mundane. He was with Emma in all her activities, each step she took vibrated the fleshy tube causing the liquid to fall into and into him. He had the slight feeling that he actually had some control, as if he could control the effectiveness of the object, and with his extra will to do the best he could do, the tampon seemed to be doing a better job then it usually would. Saying that, as he soaked up the ironrich slimes and tasted it's foul smelling breath, it did almost make him sick, but he was a menstrual aid, and menstrual aids don't get sick, in a way, since it was the objects purpose, he felt a satisfaction that he was soaking up so much of the vile liquid. Though there was no doubting it was gross. At one point he felt the string move but it didn't pull him out like he expected, which was fine, he'll just wait until she's ready to remove him. Soon after he felt a strange yet familiar vibration, a car, but inside of his girlfriends lady bits. She must be headed home, he wondered what she was going to do with her free time and what that would mean for his existence.
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Emma slipped on a thin pad in her panties (just in case) and pulled on a pair of tights to make it more invisible. With that she pulled on a short skirt and a tank top, simple but sexy - Jeff thought so anyway. Once her clothes were settled she walked into the bathroom and put on a quick layer of makeup, then hurried out the door grabbing her keys on the way by.
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He guessed she was getting Changed, which was normal, and he didn't really worry about it until he heard the vehicle again, which meant she was going out ... His fear became a reality when he heard the throbbing beats of loud music, pulsing through his girlfriends form. And if the thought her walking shook his world, he was in for a treat when she started dancing...
He could hardly tell which direction was which as she kicked, hopped and spun, to the music, his form buffeted around, but soaking in as much as it could, trying desperately to avoid a failure, it was definitely exhausting for the little cotton ball.
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When Emma returned home she staggered into her bedroom and striped down to her panties and bra, then just flopped on her bed. yeah, she knew she should change her tampon for the night, and have a shower, but she was too drunk and warn out to care, she'd just deal with the damage in the morning, it's not like it would bother anyone else right?...