Susan strutted into the hot, steamy shower that Felicia was enjoying. She came up behind her beloved wife and gripped the latter’s huge fake tits as she pressed her erect cock against Felicia’s ass.
“Can you fuck my ass? You know I love it in the shower.” Felicia said, licking her collagen-filled lips.
Susan didn’t need to be asked twice. She grabbed some shampoo, lubed up her sensitive pole, and slowly inserted it into her wife’s spread cheeks.
Gradually, she picked up the pace. However, something was bothering her.
How could it be a genetic abnormality in the area? Susan was white, her family having come over to the states from England just a few hundred years ago. And Margaret was a first generation immigrant from Hong Kong. How could they all be dickgirls and women?
However, as Susan fucked Felicia, she remembered why Glendale was the way it was. There was a hidden spring that changed people. For women, it made them less fertile, but it was almost a fountain of youth or beauty. It also ensured that the only children they could have would be female, either with a penis or not. It cleared up skin, thickened hair, and beautified anyone who drank it. It gave them an hourglass figure, slightly larger breasts, flatter tummies, and firmer butts. For men, it first made them biologically female except for their penises, which usually shrunk before giving them the same changes as the women.
That’s right. Outsiders joined the town by partaking in the water. That was the only way in. Thea not only refused, but rebuked the town and its ways. Susan became even angrier at the thought of Thea and started fucking Felicia much harder.
As she did and her balls churned again, she remembered more of the changes the spring caused. Anyone who partook in it gained a pleasing, pheromone boosted natural scent, reminiscent of sweet flowers. Body hair ceased to grow - except pubic hair - and whoever drank it started sweating a lot more, spreading more of those pleasant pheromones around.
There were also some mental changes. Anyone who drank it became permanently much hornier. They also became lesbians. In addition, they became much more wary of outsiders. They knew no one who wasn’t in Glendale could be trusted until Susan and the mayor approved them. Susan noted that there was also a much higher proclivity to “beautify” themselves, usually through plastic surgery. There were a lot of women and dickgirls with naturally huge breasts, but many liked having fake ones. Even more, it made them exercise junkies. Everyone in Glendale loved to jog or go to the gym, ogling each other up in the process.
Susan also remembered that the Smith family had exclusive control over the spring, it being on land that her family had owned since they came over. Of course, over the last several hundred years of rumors, many didn’t believe that the spring still existed. Those who were “reborn” in it didn’t seem to remember having partaken after, and Susan liked it that way. Researchers would never be able to touch her precious fountain. At least she knew Thea would look crazy if she ever tried to bring it up.
Of course, Susan wasn’t greedy with the water; whoever wanted to move to Glendale first went to the mayor, who was extremely loyal to Susan. She’d pass them along and Susan would introduce them to the water should they consent. Many left shortly after believing they’d just had a nice welcoming dinner party at Susan’s estate.
Susan had even had Jennifer partake in the water, shortly after her 18th birthday. Of course, it had no effect - despite having an outsider for a mother, Jennifer had her “father’s” genes first and foremost.
As Susan began to cum in her wife’s enhanced ass, she felt all her tension disappear. Everything was so RIGHT. Nothing was wrong.
She and Felicia happily scrubbed each other down and left the shower, neither noticing that it had magically been redone in perfect marble, now-heated floors leading to Susan’s expanded bedroom.
She dressed in a fresh tube top and pulled on a pair of new yoga pants, the same as Felicia.
“Do you want to join Jennifer and Martha, love? I believe they’re still up.” Felicia said.