Canister 3

Pausing for only a brief moment, you point at the third one. The man smiles and puts the other two down. He turns around so you can't see, before again going through the motions of dumping its contents into the bulb attached to the dildo. When he's done, he turns back around.

"Okay," he reaches the hand with the dildo down until you again feel it at your opening. He deftly slides it all the way inside you. You feel it pressed hard into your depths, almost uncomfortably so. He repositions the crotch of your shorts so that it's keeping the dildo in place, then feeds the tube and attached bulb backward so that it's coming up behind you.

He pauses, thinking. A moment later he says "Here," while putting the bulb down and taking his jacket off. "Put this on, it should be long enough."

You do as you're told. His jacket -- which had been even a little long on him -- came down to almost your knees. He picked up the bulb and fed it into one of the jacket's inside pockets. He fumbled a bit until he knew where it was with respect to the rest of the jacket.

"Perfect," he said finally, "now we're ready to go jewelry shopping!" He takes your hand in his again and leads you out of the alleyway toward a shop filled with gold and jewels.