Evening epilogue

Logdate 882XX/40, 2311

I should've known...!

Not that I'm mad. I mean, Wenna's dick is amazing. He (he's a girl too, he just likes using he) really used the shit out of me, and I felt every moment of it!

At least, I remember feeling every moment of it.

Yeah, quick epilogue and quick explainer. Wenna is my friend who got statutorily recognized a couple weeks before I did, and let me tell you, he's been living it up the whole time. I don't even know where he's been! And I can't ask him even though he restored my body, because he's already gone!

Anyway, like half an hour after I finished logging that previous entry, there was a knock at the door that Dad answered, then some muffled conversation, then Wenna must've bounded upstairs because I swear I only heard, like, three steps before he was in my room and grabbing my limbless head-plus-torso ass and running back down to toss me straight in our reconstructor!

You probably already guessed from how I started this entry, but Wenna apparently really felt the need to convert me into a giant life-sized translucent Mira torso onahole, complete with face fleshlight functionality. And bonus, he left my memories simulated in a chip inside alongside a sensor module, though my personality was completely disabled, so I'm just now thinking back over everything. Asshole!

No, I'm kidding, he's sweet. And clearly he had a lot to give me, because damn, now I'm restored I can feel how bloated my stomach is with his cum! And he was pumping so much through my clear guts, it must've spilled into my stomach from that side too - by the time I fell out in human form again, I was practically pissing cum out of my ass for minutes the way his loads were leaking from me. Girl's sperm must be remodelling my damn microbiome in there!

Oh, and needless to say, he dumped a ton in my womb too. Like, I can remember him pistoning straight in there, just fucking straight into my womb like the extra bit of silicone toy hole it was. He was spurting enough to pack my clear see-through tubes full, all the way to the jelly-like cavity where my ovaries were too...

Anyway, Dad plugged me up since we wouldn't want to waste all the thick female sperm inside me that could serve as more resources, and says that Wenna said that as girls in arms, he wouldn't miss my 18th for anything in the world. Which is nice.

And I guess I'm super full, so no need for dinner anymore!

Yeah, I'm just gonna hit the hay now. Dad also says the clinic says they'll accelerate schedule and send me a worker's exoframe tomorrow so I don't need to borrow the limbs off Mom's body, which is kind of surprising but nice. Apparently some girl donated himself to the place as spare material? Talk about a proactive woman!