It's The Potato

Aaron was worried he might have to contend with the soul of his girlfriend for control of Natalie's body, but instead felt the familiar wriggle of the potato spirit.

Not knowing what to do, he lay there under Sasha until she eventually peeled herself from him, both of their bodies sticky and radiating heat.

"That," Sasha said once she had caught her breath, "was fucking amazing."

"Told you so," Aaron said, not bothering to sit up. Instead, he watched as Sasha got off the couch and picked up her clothes. She turned around when she had her panties on, Aaron's dick hanging obscenely out one side. It wiggled when Sasha shook her hips.

"You're just going to leave it on?" Aaron asked.

"Duh," Sasha said suspiciously. "You're giving it to me, aren't you?"

Aaron felt worried for a moment before remembering what he came to do.

He shrugged, "Yeah, whatever. I was going to tease the freak with it."

Sasha had almost finished dressing. "You still can. I'll get him to suck me off and you can film it."

These two really were nasty bitches. Well, at least that meant Aaron didn't have to feel guilty about what was going to happen next.

"Actually, that gives me an idea. Get some shot glasses, I wanna show you something."

Sasha made an questioning face, but wandered into the kitchen and Aaron followed, the multitool is one hand.