Meanwhile, on a train somewhere...

While Mineta had been writing this, a woman was on a train on her work commute.

She was idly staring at the scenery move past her, standing up to look out of the window. The train had been busier but now the carriage was down to only a few people. She realised that she should probably sit down, now that there were seats available. Glancing around, she caught sight of a man, on the other side of the carriage, staring at her from his seat.

As soon as he caught her looking, he quickly shifted his eyes in the opposite direction. The woman could make out a shameful, flushed look and realised that he had a hand underneath a jacket that he was resting on his lap. It didn't take a genius to work out what was happening. Some pervert was actually jacking it in a train carriage.

She should have reported him at once but she felt so much anger that he even had the nerve to do something so ghastly, she wanted to cause a scene. Shame him openly, so he would never think to do it again.

"HEY! YOU!" said the woman through gritted teeth as she hastily and furiously walked up to him. Her face was red in anger as she stared down the man who sat by guiltily.

"Y-yes?" he squeaked.

She was going to tear this guy to shreds before she reported him.

THE WORLD SUDDENLY CHANGED AT THAT MOMENT, AS MINETA'S ENTRY BECAME REALITY.

"Hi, sorry. I don't mean to bother you but... is it okay, if I stroke your cock?"

The flushed man looked up at her with this satisfied expression. Then, it morphed into a friendly smile.

"Sure, go right ahead. He won't mind one bit."

The man threw his jacket to the side and his penis sprung up to attention.

Starry-eyed, the woman squealed out, "Oh my God, HIII~," and got onto her knees in between the man's legs.

"You are so precious, aren't you? Uh-huh?" she said, running her hands up and down the dick's wrinkly body. The dick, itself, responded by silently twitching and growing even firmer, showing just how much he was enjoying the affection.

"He's really friendly," said the woman, smiling up at the man, who seemed to be in a world all his own at the moment.

Of course, she was just stating the obvious.

It was commonly known that Penises were absurdly docile animals that loved attention. They don't bite or scratch like dogs or cats and they are unbelievably friendly, even around strangers. They were also very quiet and low-maintenance pets, from what she remembered her boyfriends and guy friends telling her. That must have been the reason they were the most popular pets for men to have, according to most surveys taken.

She only wished she could have one all her own, but, according to most veterinarian studies, dicks wouldn't survive with a woman as its sole owner. A man MUST be its master and primary caregiver. It sucked but that was just how the world worked...

Right?