Athena was lost in a fantasy as Zoe moved in to inspect her newfound member. She could see Zoe lick tenderly, tentatively before standing up and sliding her gorgeous ass out of those tiny panties.
Zoe was doing nothing of the sort. She inspected the penis, gently pushing it aside to look closer. "Well Athena... Only one thing to try, I guess..." she said, looking up at her friend's face. Greeting her gaze was a look that told Zoe exactly what she was thinking. "Oh fer Chrissakes."
She gave the dick a yank and it popped off in her hand. "It's off now- you can stop drooling."
Athena gave a start as she snapped back to consciousness. "Oh..."
Zoe returned an annoyed look. "You done thinking about me naked?"
"Oh God, I'm so sorry Zoe," she stammered, embarrassed by her libido. She had regained her senses though. "Not yet, though," she quipped, flashing a wink and her trademark smartass smile.
"Hardy har." Zoe blushed a bit, then gave her attention to the dick. "It came off fine when I did it." She put it on again, and tried hard not to look up at Athena, whose nipples looked like bottlecaps stuck in her tank top. Quickly, showing great restraint, she pulled it off again.
"Hey, you try it," Zoe said, proffering the penis to her friend. "Stick it on me." Athena grabbed it, took a handful of panty in her hand, and stuck the penis on her friend. She caught a fleeting glimpse of pubic hair, and had to look away bashfully. Whatever that dick did to her was still in effect.
Zoe, again showing great restraint, pulls at her dick. It won't budge. "Ok, now try and take it back off," she said, angling her panties to allow Athena room to grab it and looking away. Athena reaches out to her friend, slowly caressing the shaft until her hand reaches the base. Zoe goes weak in the knees and makes like she's about to fall to the floor when Athena pulls back her hand, penis in tow. Zoe breathes a sigh of relief.
"Ok," she says, taking a seat on the bed. "It looks like only the person who put it on can take it off. What else can we figure out about it? I know for a fact that it's making me want to rip your clothes off Ath."
Athena blushed, "Good to know the feeling's mutual then, you gorgeous bitch," she returned, her voice mixed with relief and a slight flirty touch.
"I hate to say it, but is it ok to wear this thing at all? I mean, two minutes and I'm bi all of a sudden. What the fuck was my brother doing with this thing anyway? Some fucked up plan to mass-produce a harem or something?"
"Based on what we've felt firsthand so far," she said, walking to her bookshelf against the wall, peeking a look at Zoe's still breathtaking backside, "we certainly can't rule it out. But give me a second. Now that I'm able to think about something other than fucking your brains out, I should be able to divine some info about the nature of the thing." She plucked a ratty looking old book from the bottom shelf, still looking directly at Zoe's ass. Zoe begins to turn to look at her friend, almost catching her in the act. Just in time she redirects her gaze to an ornate box across the room. "Could you grab that box over there?"
