You were stuck in a semi-daze as the Redhead practically carried you through the main hall, past the almost naked crowds and off into the Transfer Wing with her thick hips swaying and a bounce in celebratory step. Before you knew it, her reassuring hold on your hands had led you through the wooden doors to the PERSONAL rooms.
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Before the both of you was a smart desk, arranged almost like a hotel front, surrounded by a variety of medical bottles with a plush carpeted path diverting around it to either side. The ceiling was lower here but no less spacious, and the wood accents on the walls certainly lent a feeling of intimacy as a multitude of laughs, giggles and hushed pleasures escaped from the rooms beyond.
Behind the desk popped out two employees in fine white lab coats with a yellow hem - a taller, refined woman and a squarer stout man.
“Good evening, friends. This is the PERSONAL TRANSFER wing” said the man as his cohort continued checking, filling and mixing bottles with diligence.
“Here you can take … ‘full advantage’ of our offerings with the use of our targeted lotions and our fully furnished suites. What will you two be up to today, hmm?”
The Redhead took the initiative, as always … but strangely enough it almost seemed she was intimidated.
“Hello, yes, we’d like to … hmm …”
“I’d like to transfer my penis, please”
The lady behind the desk cracked a glowing smile which was visible even as she was busy looking at her kit.
“Any particular aspect?” Inquired the man.
“All of it” you replied in anxious confidence.
“Balls too?”
“Balls too”
“Well then …”
The lady behind the desk rooted along her shelves through the army of small bottles, accquired a select few, poured between them and shook them together before passing it off to her partner’s hand with … her third arm?
“This is all for you, young man.” He offered you the small travel-sized bottle on the counter without skipping a beat using only his right hand. “Apply all of this to the area and give this fine lady what she wants, eh? Use the second room on the left” He nodded at the Redhead knowingly before turning his attention back to his coworker.
It wasn’t long before you were in the room together at last with her, a large well made bed, a giant mirror, two small bathrooms and a bottle. The world went quiet.
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“We’re here now” the Redhead bashfully whispered in your ear. “Are you ready? If you want to back out …”
She won fair and square. There would be no retreat ! Just sweet surrender.
The pure white underwear - albeit by now coated in respective juices - was discarded on the floor as you both made your way to the separate bathrooms for a quick refresh. You embraced the feeling of the shower water trickling over your turgid package - maybe for the last time ever - before drying off and being greeted on the bed by your new friend, naked and curvy with her dominant dick straining hard to reach out to you. To claim you. To take what is rightfully hers.
“Lay down on the bed with me and let me look after you. I owe you that much.” she cooed with a smoldering heat, barely containing her excitement.
Who were you to say no?
You lay on the bed and let her press herself against you, her voluptuous breasts once more resting against you, her hands eager to claim her prize and her incredible dicklette ready to accept your ample contributions.