Enough Fun. She should take it off now.

Sighing, Charlotte decides that as much fun as this is, she should take it off now. Reaching for her new thong she tries to put it down but it seems stuck. That's odd. She tries to grab the front and back. It still won't be removed. She starts clawing at it but seems fused to her crotch. What's going on?

"Hello there!" she hears the voice as though it were inside her ear. Inside her head! "I see you found me already. Shame. I was hoping to get you outside first. Oh well."

"Who are you? Where are you?"

"Why I'm right here, silly girl!" Suddenly, Charlotte feels her pussy being squeezed.

"Wha-!" Charlotte gasps, her face flushed, "The-The thong!"

"That's right. I'm here to help dearie!"

"How? Why?"

"Well obviously if you wanted me, then somewhere down in your little virgin heart you want to get fucked. Hard and nasty. But come! Enough talk! We need to go out!"