She was all giggly as we discussed our situations, and finally, we decided to live together for at least the rest of the semester, just to get to know...each other (although I thought I already knew enough to live with her forever!) I moved my stuff in the same day, telling dick-wad he could lump it. The only little problem was that the new apartment was a one bedroom apartment with twin beds. I supposed I could get used to a smaller bed. We settled in well together, going to classes together. As they tumbled onto the bed together, Jayashree and Madhavi immediately attacked each others dripping pussies. Sucking and tonguing each others swollen clits, the room immediately filled with the sounds of the moans of the sex hungry pair.“Stop,” Jayashree suddenly yells. “I have something that I have always wanted to try with you.”Getting off Madhavi, Jayashree goes to her dresser and pulls out a double-headed dildo or a silicon cock. Returning to the bed, Jayashree pushes Madhavi back down. But in the middle of the floor was the oddest-looking contraption.It was a large rectangular wood box, painted all glossy white, about 3 feet wide 6 feet long and 2 feet high. But the oddest thing is that it had a kind of homemade toilet attached to one end. There were two slots underneath it, one directly under the toilet, and one sort of in the middle of the thing. Those slots contained Tupperware tubs.It looked to have about the same proportions of a large coffin. That freaked me out, but my. She lead the way, enjoying the warmth of their attention as her pets focused on being all they could in their reflection of her. It was a meandering path she took back to the stables, stopping for anyone that wanted a closer look at her equine playthings. Both Prancer and Dancer had slipped well into their new identities. At first they had been timid in their movements, restrained in unfamiliarity, but now having had some time in their new gear, and with an overwhelming positive response.