Back at home...

Tom was sitting on the couch, considering the morning while Kandi was upstairs, preparing for the 'party' that night. The day started with Sarah having him turn her into a hooker for a week, then progressed from there. He wasn't going to complain about the increased dick she wished for him, but a gangbang with a bunch of strangers seemed, somehow, ****. He looked at the coin and considered it. It clearly wanted him to use it. And it also clearly wasn't bound by the laws of space and time. He knew he had left it at home. And yet it appeared when he was in the store. He'd have to be very careful of his thoughts, going forward.

"Penny for your thoughts?" Kandi asked, coming down the stairs.

With a startle, Tom looked up and saw the woman had two towels on, one wrapped around her body and another her hair. In one hand, she also has what appeared to be a set of colored pencils. Noticing his attention, she smiled.

"I have a bit of a present for you. I took the Plan B we picked up on the way home, so I'm covered from any accidents there, and I have 'other' protections against consequences. I figured I'd share those with you, at least temporarily."

"'Other protections?" he asked hesitantly.

With a pointed look at his crotch she nodded. "Other protections. In this case, temporary."

"What's it going to cost me?"

"Fair question. It's free. At least monetarily so. It'll hurt like a sonofabitch going on, though. And it has the double edged sword of reducing your potency while also increasing your output. For the next seven days, or so, you'll be the creampie king. I may even let you do that once or twice. If you're nice. Oh, and you'll want to drink more water to keep up with your output."

"But nothing permanent?"

"Not this time, baby."

Tom thought about it for a second. Her meaning was clear. If she was covered from pregnancy, the only other thing at risk would be a STI. He hadn't even considered that, but clearly she did. It was strangely touching, and her sensitivity carried over to her patience. She just let him think it through, sitting down in a nearby chair to wait.

"Sure," he said after several minutes. He wasn't sure how the night was going to go, but he didn't want a permanent problem that would impact Sarah or himself after this 'staycation.'

"Good. Now, take off your pants and spread 'em," she said, pointing to his crotch with the box of pencils. "Momma needs to get to work. We only have so much time and we both want me to not fuck this up."

"Worried for the first time, Tom slipped out of his pants and underpants, then sat back down, spreading his legs out. He felt exposed, in front of this exotic woman.

Nodding to herself, Kandi knelt in front of him, removed a pencil and started to draw.

"Now, it's imperative that you hold still, no matter what," she said, pausing and looking up, waiting for him to agree. When he nodded, she set back to it, starting to speak again, but this time in French. Tom finally realized that the hint of an accent that had been bugging him was Quebecois.

There was just enough enough time to process that before his crotch, then his whole world turned to agony. Looking down, he could see the lines she traced glowing slightly, A little voice in his head was screaming to run, get away, anything to make the pain stop. But his dick had a mind of its own, slowly growing to full mast; this seemed to please Kandi, who paused long enough to give the head a little kiss.

After several minutes of pain, just when he thought he'd reached his limit, the stopped and admired her work. Tenderly, Tom angled his joystick around, looking at the drawing. The glow was fading, but it appeared that, all along his dick, he had tattooed a snake.

"You not have a literal Rod of Asclepius," Kandi smirked, observing his inspection. "For seven days you're protected from disease and you'll heal faster. Like I said, you'll also produce more semen but less sperm. Recovery will probably be faster, too. Now, the final step: exchange of fluids."

"Wha-" He managed to get out before she mounted him, taking his still raging boner in her drenched cunt. Clearly prepared, she started riding him hard, doing all the work while he sat there, stunned, with his still tender dick flooding his brain with more sensations than he could ever remember while having sex.

It proved too much for him, and he unloaded faster than he had since being a teenager. The fact that Kandi didn't pull out and came with him managed to penetrate his fog, but that was soon lost to the orgasm.

Kandi slipped off after a few seconds, his seed dripping out of her pussy, and shook her head.

"Creampie. King. I need to go clean my cooch after that, then finish getting ready. When you finally come down, be sure to clean up the couch. You should also probably grab a shower."

Her comments finally sunk in, and Tom hurried and got some paper towels to clean the couch. It was leather, so it wasn't going to stain quickly, but it didn't hurt to hurry. Hearing the upstairs shower running, he opted to use the guest one on the main floor. A cold shower is just what the doctor ordered after a long morning of sex, and he got out feeling refreshed. When he went up to get clothes, he found that she'd put a hangar with a pair of linen trousers and a fitter shirt he'd forgotten he owned on a hangar on the knob. Notably absent were underwear.

Moving to the guest room, he got dressed then went back down to the living room and turning on the TV. They still had a few hours to kill, and he had no idea how a woman prepares for a gangbang with a bunch of strangers who think (accidentally correctly) that she's living out a cuckold fetish fantasy with her husband. Based on his experience with the hooker, probably a while.

An hour later, Kandi cleared her throat, surprising him. He hadn't heard her come down the stairs. Turning to look, he heard a faint buzz, which he recognized as the vibrator from earlier. He also, to his shock, recognized what she was wearing. Kandi had found Sarah's wedding dress and made enough modifications that it lewdly fit her more generous bust.