Jeff hoped he could avoid being used as a tampon, at least not for a while. There were a bunch of other tampons in the box, right?
No such luck. It was only a few minutes before light streamed into the box and he saw his sister’s titanic face gazing down upon him. Once again, he was the tampon taken out, and once again he was shoved up inside her snatch. As before, her underwear soon covered his only source of light, and then he was left with nothing but darkness and the scent of her pussy.
Something was different this time, though, and it took Jeff the tampon a while to realize what it was. He just wasn’t getting wet this time. Sure enough, after an interminable wait, he felt himself being pulled out of his sister’s pussy. He looked at her titanic face as she looked back at him, giving him a mild expression of surprise. She then tossed him in the trash and left whatever bathroom he was in.
Jeff was confused but optimistic. He didn’t seem to have any menstrual blood in him. Could the Chronivac turn him back now?