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Chapter 6 by 0hffe 0hffe

What Does He Change?

''...best to RIDE her sybian...'''

Looking at the new statement, one idea stuck out to him. Sadly, he likely wouldn't even really get the benefit of seeing this one if it all played out how he thought it might. He saw Zack coming out of the back room, prompting Melodie to walk back towards the bathroom, eyes glancing around nervously. Knowing he had to be quick, he input his change and confirmed it.

''Melodie is trying her best to RIDE her sybian without being seen. She's hoping she can sneak it somewhere hidden, where she can pick it up later''[CONFIRMED]

There we go. Now, to see just what... Ah, she's already gone. Damn

***

Melodie just got into the employee bathroom, closing the door behind herself, when a sudden idea crossed her mind. She didn't know why she wanted to do it. In fact she knew it was a terrible idea. But, the idea of grinding herself on the sex toy, right now, just seemed to stick, quickly making her give up any attempt to resist it and instead deciding to make sure she wasn't seen by anyone.

She locked the door behind herself and moved the sybian to the corner nearest the the outlet. Then she grabbed the hand towel from the sink, trying to figure out a way to use it to block the small window that let light into the room from up high. She tried throwing the towel at it, but that didn't achieve much as it had nothing to grip onto. But, she had an idea. Being that this was the employees bathroom, the mop was hidden away in a little alcove. Mop in hand, she was able to balance it on the cistern of the toilet, the sprawling threads of the mop head mostly covering the light coming in the window and leaving the room quite dark.

That done, she cautiously made her way over to the light switch, cursing herself for not having turned it on before blocking out the sun and then she plugged in the toy that was still sitting on the ground, waiting for her. Her hand ran along the shaft sticking up from the toy, feeling the slick rubbery pole and the ridges to either side of it. The strange disconnect between the familiarity of the item and the knowledge she definitely didn't own anything like this just yesterday, was nagging at her slightly, even as she prepared to ride it

Looking to the door one last time to check it was locked, she stripped out of her pants and panties, leaving the slim girl wearing just her top and her shoes as she eased herself down to kneel on the toy, the dildo sticking up just in front of her crotch, her pussy nowhere near wet enough to just stick it in.

That did prompt the thought of how strange this situation was. She wasn't even really horny, yet this urge to set her toy up and play with herself was overwhelming.

Anyway, that didn't matter right now, all she wanted to do was ride her toy in a little bit of privacy and then get it out of here ASAP. She leaned forwards, rolling her hips to press her clit against the ridges in the silicone and then she switched the motor on, the vibrations buzzing against her pussy as the toy let out a low hum.

***

John was berating himself silently at the back of the shop. Sure, it had seemed like a fun idea in concept, but the fact was, now he had no idea what was going on with her, or if it even worked as intended.

The other problem, was that her co-worker was stealing glances towards the bathroom, checking his watch and then moving toward the door, raising a hand to knock.

John thought he had heard Melodie call him Zack, so he loaded up the only Zack available on the target list and generated a statemend

''Zack is impatiently waiting by the door for his co-workers response so he can get back to work. He's wondering if she's sick''

Hmm, not a lot to go on there...

Does He Change A Word? Or Generate A New Statement?

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