Rodney and Janey plan their next move

Mary’s husband, Phil, took it pretty well. There had been a lot of yelling and screaming at first, but after Rodney sorted things out with the Wishbone, Phil realized this was a prime opportunity to become his big beautiful wife’s little bitch boy.

“…so, if you’re a good little clit-sucker, I might find some friends to lend you out to. How does that sound?”

“Wonderful, Goddess.” Phil pressed his head against Mary’s leg.

Mary gave the dog leash a yank. “Then get in there. You’re gonna need the practice.”

“Thanks again for letting Janey raid your closet.” Rodney leaned against the doorway.

“Of course, of course,” Mary beamed at Rodney and shoved Phil’s head deeper between her thighs. “How could I ever say ‘no’ to you?”

Rodney left the Ocampo’s in their living room and went upstairs to their master bedroom. Janey was trying on one of Mary’s lipsticks in the vanity mirror. She had wiggled into a pair of cut-off shorts, but none of Mary’s old shirts had been wide enough across the chest for Janey. Instead, she put on one of Phil’s white dress shirts. The hem of the shirt dangled around Janey’s mid-riff, and her nipples stood out on either side of a deep well of cleavage. She had found a scrunchie to pull her blonde hair into a loose ponytail.

“Where to now, Hot Rod?”

“I was going to ask you the same thing. Have you got anything you want to do?”

“Um….” Janey stared at her reflection for a full minute. “Cock?”

“Okay. Are we talking like one really big cock or a lot of cocks or-?”

Janey dropped the lipstick like she had been shot. “A lot? A lot… of cocks? Like, more than one? We can do that?! At the same time?!”

“We have the technology.”

“Then yes! Janey wants lots and lots of cocks!” She spread out both palms in Rodney’s face. “Like, this many!”