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18. Karyn washes Jon, the vagina

17. Karyn takes a bath with Jon

16. Karyn wishes you were her puss

15. Next steps

14. The cliche actual sex scene

13. Karyn's roommate comes home

12. The cliche oral sex scene

11. Going to Karyn's

10. Will out

9. Talking with Karyn

8. Your first time

7. Taking it further

6. Now what?

5. Showering off

4. On the bus

3. What's it like to be a pussy?

2. Jon's (perverted) fantasies

1. You Are What You Wish

Karyn washes Jon, the vagina

on 2019-02-20 19:59:50

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Karyn sat back in the tub, eyes closed, limbs splayed. She was turning the rock over and over in her right hand, feeling every part of it. The thing was unnaturally smooth, it didn't have a single bump or divot. The crackling torches were the only sound in the room.
After a whlie, she let out a breath and sat up. Reaching for the round bottle she had brought, she popped the cork and poured a little of the purple gel onto her hand. It was cool and smelled vaguely floral. After quickly dunking her head in the water, she lathered it into her hair.
Shampoo soaking in, she smiled to herself at the thought of what was in store for Jon.

Karyn's little display for her roommate had been one of the hottest things you'd ever been through, and the idea of her being able to make whatever wish she wanted, all on her own, was keeping you buzzed with excitement.
And then an ocean of water had come rushing up towards you. The instinctual urge to take a deep breath had failed, and you panicked with the knowledge you were about to drown.
But then you stopped midair. There was a vast expanse of water below you, framed by Karyn's gigantic thighs on either side.
"Jon, you don't even need to breathe right now. You're my vagina, I've got the breathing covered for both of us."
You know she's right. If you were a human, you would have let out a tense breath, but as a vagina you meerly unclench a little. Karyn's enormous hand reaches down to scoop a bit of water from the bath, and before you can geuss what she's doing, a cascade of liquid runs over you.
It mats your pubes and runs down your labia, individual streams coursing their way over your folds, with you able to feel each of them. Some of the water runs over your hood, a little bit of it collects around your opening. When some of it runs over the center of your vision, around Karyn's clit, you can see surprisingly clearly.
And then she plunges you in. The granite seat below you rushes to fill your view as you're pressed into it.
Being underwater and not needing to breathe is surreal. Karyn's publes float freely in the water, much like the hair on your former scalp might have. It's so warm.
As she leanes back, your vision swings upwards off of the stone bench. There isn't much to see underwater but black stone. Far above you is the rippling surface of the water, torchlight dancing through the waves. Two vast walls of leg stretch away in front of you.
Karyn's heartbeat slows, and you can hear her breathing, deep and steady.
You could get used to this.
After a while you hear her draw a quick breath, as she sits up and you're shoved into the seat again. There's motion from above, you guess that she's probably shampooing her hair.
Which means...
Suddenly, you're yanked from the warm seat, out of the pool, and facing forward on the stone bathroom floor. There's a slight chill, but the air is so warm that it's not uncomfortable.
Hearing Karyn's voice from both the inside and outside is different, but you're getting used to it.
"I wish for a loofah."
Then,
"I wish for a full-size mirror."
Neither object is visible to you, until Karyn turns. There, framed by the mirror, is her beautiful naked body. She's sitting on the floor, dripping wet, with suds in her hair.
And there, between her smooth legs, sits her little pussy.
Despite the months of fantasizing, seeing yourself like this is still very weird. You give an exploratory twitch, and watch the vulva in the mirror move.
"My pussy seems to have a mind of it's own today." Karyn says, hamming it up. Very deliberately, she pulls the cork off a squat rectangular bottle, and pours a generous amount of green liquid onto her loofah mit.
"I guess that just means I'll have to give it extra attention."
She squeezes the mit a few times to fill it with suds, and then slowly drags it along her curves. You earerly watch her scrub along her arms, across her taught stomach, underneath her breasts.
Her hand starts moving downward, slowly. You're arousal is surely noticable to her by now, if you could talk you would be begging for Karyn to touch you.
But she stops, smiling, and your world spins as Karyn turns to present her ass to the mirror. She's on all fours, and you're hanging upside-down. If you focus your vision downward you can see your reflection peeking out from underneath her, framed by her ass cheeks. Your companion orifice is an inch or so above you, and you realize it's the first time you've ever seen Karyn's asshole.
As you take her in, Karyn reaches back with the mitt, and starts rubbing it across her backside. You watch the soap slide down her form, bubbles occasionally crossing your vision.
You're heating up, blood coursing through your form. Your already sensitive surface is tingling with each new bubble that slides over it. Rushing blood and shaky breaths are all you can hear, if Karyn is feeling what you're feeling you're not sure how she can stand it.
She takes the wonderful mitt away, reaching back upward. You see her other hand come and take the glove off.
Propped up on her elbows, she reaches for the green bottle again, and pours some of the gel directly into her palm. You watch in the mirror as she reaches down underneath herself, and carefully slides her hand over you.
Electricity. You jump at the touch, clenching hard. Karyn laughs, and starts rubbing harder, sliding her soapy palm and fingers all over you. Squishing you into different shapes, teasing your pubes, tickling your clit. The taste of female arousal fills your inside, contrasting the soapiness over your surface.
Karyn keeps rubbing, sending you higher and higher. You're about to have your second orgasm as a pussy, and you can feel that Karyn's careful attention is going to make this one bigger. Like last time, a part of you recoils in fear at how, into this, you're getting.
That part of you is already easier to ignore.
You're so close, Karyn is circling her clit...
And she stops. You want to yell in protest as she draws her perfect hand away. You try to do something, finish the job yourself, but all you can do is watch Karyn's pussy quivering in the mirror.
"Perfect, all clean." She says to the room. You can hear it in her voice, she needs this as badly as you do.
Shaking slightly, she stands up, and walks back to the edge of the tub. You stare down at the surface of the water, and the submerged bench.
"Oh, and I wish that that seat had a dildo coming out of it, in the shape of Jon's penis, please."
When you look back at the bench, there's a smooth granite penis sticking out of it, pointed directly at you.




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