Had there always been this nothing?
She couldn't remember anything before waking up. What had happened? Who was she? Was she even a she?
That, that thing between her legs! The girl cringed. Something about it felt wrong. She wasn't a man, was she?
On her right, there was another girl. No, not a girl. A shemale, like herself. She tried to ingore the sounds the shemale made. Disgusting.
She seemed to want something from her. But she didn't understand the question. Another language? Or was it English? Had she known English before?
The other shemale rolled her eyes at her and went back to business.
It looked nice enough. But touching that flesh between her legs felt wrong. It wasn't hers.
She wanted to say something, anything really. But her mind didn't have any words.
What was going on? Why couldn't she talk like that other shemale?
The other was moaning now as she rapidly stroked herself. Was it actually normal for a girl to play with her dick?
She didn't know. She knew nothing anymore. And while she waited - for whatever was coming - her curiousity grew.
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