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“Oh.” Sam said, walking down the sidewalk with Gretchen. “So, Josh did something stupid without thinking things through.” She shook her head and crossed her arms over her bare, bouncy tits. “I should’ve guessed.”

“Well, all's well that ends well.” Gretchen giggled, also completely nude and covered from head to toe and dripping with Sam’s thick, gooey loads as they walked. “Just be thankful that now it’s in the hands of someone who’s very, very responsible.”

“If you say so.” Sam rolled her eyes again at that. “You still haven’t told me where we’re going.”

“Why, my house, of course.” She said, then began to skip ahead for a few seconds before stopping outside of a nice, two-story home. “And here we are!”

Sam turned and looked at the house, paralyzed with shock.

No wonder this woman’s name seemed familiar.

Gretchen, the perky young hottie with ample curves and a gorgeous face, used to be the creepy old hoarder that seldom ever left her house.

Ever since Sam had lived in that town, she always knew the woman to be cagey, bitter, and overall hateful to anyone she made eye contact with.

It was safe to say that the purple-haired bimbo skipping up to the front door was no longer this woman, and probably never would be again.

“This world is weird.” The curvy blonde futanari mumbled to herself as she followed Gretchen inside. Her rock-solid foot-long was cock bobbing around in front of her and constantly leaking like a low-flowing water hose, her balls already overflowing with a fresh batch of spunk.

Since Gretchen had altered her with Josh’s gadget, she now produced ten times the amount of cum she was able to before, which had already been at inhuman levels.

Josh better get his little femboy butt ready to be stuffed like a fucking stocking, Sam angrily thought to herself.

However, when they went inside the house and Gretchen bid her welcome, upon entering the living room her heart began to flutter with anxious activity.

The hairless mountain of a man that Josh now was, was casually sitting on her wide couch and playing video games on Gretchen’s massive TV, his fifteen-inch member being serviced by a couple of tall and muscular black guys. One of them was bobbing up and down on the upper-half of Josh's cock while the other appeared to be massaging and sucking on the pair of fleshy oranges below it.

These guys looked like professional bodybuilders, but Josh’s hulking frame put them both to shame.

However, both men were each sporting two massive cocks, all four of them appearing to be at least twice as long as Josh's fuckstick.

“Oh, hey man.” Josh called out to Sam with a wave. “Wanna play some Fallout 6? Apparently, in this universe, games are way ahead of schedule.” He chuckled, his once meager voice now deep and commanding.

Sam simply stood there in shock at the situation, Josh’s words barely registering to the hung bimbo’s ears.

“I’m sure you two need to do some catching up.” Gretchen said, as polite as can be, then clapped her hands a few times. “C’mon guys, it’s mommy's turn for some attention.”

The two middle-aged studs worshiping Josh’s cock quickly turned to face them when she began to clap, and as soon as she finished speaking they sprinted towards her on all fours. One of them swooped up the slimy Gretchen and she was gone in a flash, letting out gleeful giggles all the way up until her bedroom door was slammed shut.

“Damn.” Josh grunted, stroking his huge cock with one of his extremely large hands. “And I was just about to bust.”

When he looked up and met Sam’s fierce gaze, his lusty expression fell some.

“So…” Sam began, clenching her fists. “You’ve got some explaining to do, don’t you?”

Josh rolled his eyes, leaned back into the couch, and put one of his extremely muscular legs up on the seat next to him, letting his fat cock dangle and twitch in the wide space between his thighs.

“Do I?” Josh said, acting annoyed by the insinuation. “Why don’t you shut up and get that cute ass over here, bro?”

Rage spiked through Sam, and just as she was about to begin charging and screaming at his strange and cocky new attitude, the sound of a door opening and Gretchen’s voice rang from down the hallway.

“I almost forgot!”

The device came flying from the hallway at mach speed, but Sam raised one of her arms and caught it flawlessly.

“I've made it so that it only affects Josh!” She giggled and moaned as the sounds of flesh slapping against flesh began to echo. “N-Now, have fun you two! Ah, fuck!”

Sam glanced down at the device in her hand, and then met eyes with Josh, who was looking a little less confident in himself now.

Sam smirked with vengeance, and slid open the keyboard.