A strap on with a cartoonishly big dildo

I turn and look at Phoebe.

This little Asian woman has a harness of black straps wrapped around her waist that supports a massive bouncing horse cock. What the hell? If you’re going to wear a strap-on, why not get one that’s semi realistic!? This thing literally flops around as she walks.

I speak for Rachel, “That thing is not going in her. Where the fuck did you get that?”

“Online,” Phoebe shrugs. “I’ve never used it before, and I want to try it out.”

“Are you insane?” I say. I cannot believe she’s serious.

Rachel turns around to see what we’re talking about. She screams out, “Oh my god! No way! That’s longer than my forearm.”

“Yeah. That’s what makes it hot. No rando douche will ever be packing this much. This is a dream cock,” Phoebe says wagging it around in front of her body.

“It is not my dream to have sex with some mutant,” Rachel says. “Please put that away. I’d be fine with a strap-on if you had a dick that was close to normal.”

Phoebe looks so disappointed, “It’s either this one, or a dildo that is molded after my husband’s penis. It would be like Joey fucking you.”

“Eh,” says Rachel, looking a little nauseous. I hope Phoebe’s strap-on has not ruined the mood of our threesome.

Rachel asks, “Are those seriously the only options?”

A dildo that could go in her pussy and come out her mouth or a dildo that reminds her of the person she hates most in the world.

“Yup. Choose one.”