Drugs?!!

It must have come from the drugs. You don’t remember anything in the contracts and waivers about it making you grow a fucking penis, but the number of waivers that you signed… it must be buried in there somewhere.

Did Annette know? She must have.

You remember her with Zarya. Her little computer program, and her fixation on Riley and Adella. It’s obvious what her kink is.

The penis works. That’s obvious from how good just a small touch felt.

It’s a lot to process. You pack it into your panties, put on clothes, and clean up the house. You cook a big lunch, but you don’t text Rita like you normally would. You don’t know what to tell her.

You can’t hide this from her. Is there a way to get rid of it? You rush back to the bedroom and grab your bag with the paperwork in it. No… all these waivers are about permanent side effects. What are you going to do? Cut it off?

You pour yourself a glass of wine and get back to cooking. You can’t hide it. You have to tell her the truth. You’ll have to admit to the drug trial… and that will lead to the debt. She’ll want to know why you did something this stupid.

Will she mind the penis? What if she hates it? What if you hate it? It’s hard to think about.

This is a lot. You need a second glass of wine.