Just as you were getting down on your knees, Michelle surfaced again. She was holding the staff in her hand.
"Michelle?!" Wendy gasped. "What are you doing back?!"
"Now that Olivia's back home, I can rescue her cock without upsetting her," said Michelle, grinning wickedly. She waved the staff at Wendy. Wendy's magnificent cock faded into nothingness, replaced by her old pussy.
"My cock!" Wendy gasped in horror. "Where the hell did you put it, you fish?! My boyfriend was about to suck it!"
Michelle sighed in exasperation. "First, it's not YOUR cock. It's WENDY'S cock. Second, don't call me a fish; it's racist. To answer your question, it's been converted into pure magical energy and stored in the staff, and it'll stay that way until I put it back on Olivia's gorgeous body. Whatever your entitled little mind may think, that cock WILL be the penis Olivia uses to fertilize my eggs!"
You and Wendy shared a look of shock.