Dual Reversion

You and Carrie were knelt side by side on a rug. You were both in an abaya and a hijab. You were on female hormones now, amplified by the lack of testosterone in you. You felt delicate, vulnerable. Abdul and Layla and the Sheikh watched you both perform the Shahada, submitting to the will of Allah. For the Sheikh, this made Carrie marriage material. Breeding material. You were just a fringe benefit. John's ex, now the Sheikh's wife and making him plenty of heirs. John's eldest son, a eunuch servant.

After the ceremony was complete, you were both taken to bed. Carrie for romantic lovemaking under another temporary marriage with the Sheikh, the fulfillment of his vision ever closer. For you, a brutal fucking by Abdul, his cock fat cock painting the walls of your rectum with his superior seed. Both you and Carrie were happy, in your own ways.