Amy began to play a continuous rendition of the most playful and happy tunes, the sound made Lina want to run and jump about, acting truly weird for someone so posh when in public.
The more Amy worked her lips over the pipe, she felt how her kips enveloped the pipes and as her tongue helped to plug on and or another, changing the tone of the pipes as she played a merry tune.
Off they went playing the pipes and dancing to their own new music.
Nearing the entrance to the mall, Amy took note of a number of people, all acting as did Lina, each dancing to the merry music as if intoxicated by the tunes.
Once out in the open air, the crowd tended to wander away, this left Amy and Lina to walk, playing tunes, and heading for the grassy knolls of the park and woods that was nearby.
Playing the pipes in due time made Amy get tired and led to thinking of sleeping there in the park.
Seated on a park bench set neatly in some en cove surrounded by a hedge, Amy began to let the sleep take her into a dreamy new world.
Lina too felt the urge to sleep, she set down on the cool ground and slowly curled up in a fetal position and went soundly asleep.
Amy was the first to awaken, she heard children laughing as if in play and this thrilled her, she wanting to go and join with them in the simplicity of play.
All tucked into s tight ball up on her perch there in that sequestered cove, Amy stretched her legs, then arms, and standing up, she teetered , almost falling on a still sleeping Lina.
Strange sensations abounded around her as she standing there felt the urge to relieve her bladder, but looking out of that cove she saw on sign of a public restroom.
The urge continued to build, and she had to go, but where better than near a bush and in that enclosed and very private cove.
Peeling off of her clothes, Amy squatted down, but felt a warmth and wetness in her lap.
All seemed very wrong, and she jumped to a standing position in time to see a spouting stream of golden liquid coming up and arching out from her lower abdomen, a sheath, and peering as she leaned forward the sight of two kiwi fruit sized' testicles, as they hung in a furry sack, swaying as she stood on unsteady legs and cloven hooves, her big balls bumping against strong hocks.
When her relief came and a sense of calm took her to thinking only of play, Amy began to walk toward where the children played, but stopped abruptly when from behind her Lina screamed from what she saw when waking up.