The guys finished one by one and sat around drinking and smoking and not offering me anything. "Bring in round two." one said and I saw 7 or 8 huge do...s being brought in. I was moved so that I was on a kind of breeding bench and my legs tied apart and my tits hanging over one edge while my arms were again tied apart. Someone slapped me hard on the ass and I cried out in pain. "Like that?" said one and another slap landed on my ass. They had a leather belt and were now beating my ass harder than. The machine went silent.I quickly peeked my head out of the chamber."Claire! I'm not done yet. My penis still hasn't come back!"She swiveled in her chair with the most devious look on her face. "Iknow. No one will even be able to tell that you don't have one under yourguy clothes! I think it makes your everyday life more exciting."I walked over to the mirror. I was once again my old self, but with thatgap between my legs. Just as I had been a few days ago. Surely thiswouldn't be that. "Oh, mom. Ohhhhh." he whispered as he came in his drawers. His hips thrust up against her and he hugged her tight."Does that feel good? Are you awake now?" she asked as she sat up, still grinding against the wet mess in both their pants.He looked at her and for the first time saw what she was wearing. She had on a tight pink t-shirt that had the words 'Porn Star' written across the front in glittery script, with matching pink cotton panties. A big, dark wet spot appeared on the crotch of her. And Greg was left alone.Outside Troy asked:"Is he okay?"Ron held his hand and answered:"He's an idiot. Don't bother. The important is that you're not alone now." Yes. Thanks." Then he looked at Jack, and said: "Thanks, guys!"Ronnie asked:"Where do we go from here? I mean, normally I would invite you to my house, but today..."That Saturday, Jack's parents, and Greg's parents, were fucking pretty much anyone they saw.Jack said:"We may go to mine."And so they went.While they walked, they talked..