In a panicked state Rachel could only rub her fingers softly over the fleshy mound where her beautiful pussy had once been. Lovingly stroking the flat area beneath her pubic hair, the sensation was dull and nothing like the teasing pleasure she would’ve felt before.
“oh god… no no no… this cant be happening…” She sobbed quietly. “I can’t live like this!”
With no idea what else to do she stumbled back to the discarded black panties and pulled them back up her legs, feeling the cool material lying flat against her the area left by her missing pussy.
“Oh please, please, please” she wailed desperately, hoping to hear the voice again, to somehow beg for her pussy back, softly massaging the material, praying to feel something. “please come back…” she whimpered to the silent room.
The panties remained mockingly silent, leaving Rachel to drop to her knees in despair, “I’m a freak…” she wailed, “I’ll never have sex again… I don’t even know how to pee like this…” she whimpered to herself.
“Did we learn our lesson?”
Rachel almost jumped out of her skin, the voice returning to her mind making her crawl backwards in surprise until her back hit the wall. Curling up protectively in the corner she could only wipe the tear from her eye and nod as she heard the voice chuckle distantly.
“Please, please c-can I have my pussy back…” she asked tentatively.