Kelly found the keg and read the placard again. She felt silly, but she was drunk, and something about the keg impelled her. If she had known the true magic qualities of it... how it unlocks the true fantasies of anyone who uses it.
She found a cup on the floor that had used to have Allen's drink in it, and started pumping it. Just like Zinger before her, her hand eventually found her pussy and she began pumping something else in her stupor.
"Zinger is totally straight... Zinger is totally straight... Zinger is totally straight and he's completely in love with me... he wants nothing more than to have sex with me all the time, he thinks about me constantly and is completely devoted to me... I am Zinger's Goddess, he would kiss the ground I walk on... he wants to dominate me in bed because I dominated his heart..."
With a cry she squirted all over the glass. She got up in confusion. She NEVER ejaculated... what was she doing here? Oh yeah, getting a beer for Zinger... well, maybe he'd at least pay attention to her, even though it probably wouldn't work. She left the attic.