Get the diaphragm out and clean it

On your way to the bathroom, you quickly decide that it's best to get the little latex device out of you as soon as possible - assuming it's where it should be - and then clean it to further minimize your odds of getting pregnant when you put it back in. Your heartbeat is racing as you squat down on the toilet seat and spread your legs with more sperm splurging out of you and into the bowl below.

After waiting for most of the spunk to drain, you reach down and tenderly insert your middle finger into your sore slit, sliding it in and fishing around... searching... but... there! Your fingertip touches something rigid, and you begin poking and nudging against it until it gets loose and you manage to pull it out. Intact! A sturdy piece made of thick latex. Phew. It was covered with white slime... but it had kept the vile sperm away from your cervix.

Snatching a few pieces of toilet paper, you clean your twat and get up to wash the diaphragm in the sink before checking the medicine cabinet for something to clean the thing with. Rubbing ****! Perfect! That should kill any remaining swimmers. You grab the small bottle of **** and submerge the latex dome inside the fluid. Closing the bottle, you let the diaphragm sit by the sink for now while you walk over to the kitchen and grab a bag of chips. At least those are looking familiar... on your way back to the living room you notice the spots of cum on the carpet, sucks for whoever has to clean that up eventually. Shrug.

You spend a while looking out the window while eating your snack, snow wasn't a common sight where you're from so this was... different and new. There were some people walking along the roads, but far too distant for you to even try to ask for help, assuming they'd understand your language. By all means, you probably ended up in some poor corner of some third world country. After getting your male body back, you're gonna have to find a way to contact your sister so that she can help you getting back home.

Oh well. After enjoying the view a little longer, you retreat back to the bathroom and open the bottle, though as you pull the diaphragm back out, you notice that the inner dome looked transparent all of a sudden? Weird. Some kind of chemical reaction? Neat. It was completely see through, and looked more like a thin condom than a thick barrier. Pretty much the same thing anyway, the only difference is that it slips over your cervix instead of your dick. Spreading your legs, you awkwardly push the lips of your pussy apart, and then place the diaphragm back inside your lady bits before nudging the thing inwards until the circular ring hugged the sides of your cervix while the dome covered its front. Just to be sure that it's in place, you nudge your finger against the middle and gasp in surprise as the now flexible dome actually gave in and sunk a little into the tiny opening of your cervix. It... almost felt like there was nothing at all. It was a whole lot more comfortable!