Have a drink with Janet (and face consequences)

All this sex has you feeling parched, and judging by Janet's sweaty body, she could use something to drink too. You decide to go over to her kitchen and, after rummaging around for a moment, you find two water bottles in the fridge. You take them both out and head back over to Janet.

"Thanks," she says, taking one of the bottles from you. Instead of drinking it, though, she rubs the cool bottle on her forehead. "That was quite a workout you gave me."

You smile, "Well, I kind of lose control when a sexy woman is begging me to fill her holes."

She blushes a little, then moves the bottle down to her chest, rubbing it softly over the tops of her breasts.

You shiver a little and watch her. You lick your lips and take a drink of your own water.

"God, it's hot in here," Janet says, "I should probably turn the air conditioner up a little."

"In a minute. I think we both need a sit down," you say as you sit on the sofa.

"Yeah," she says as she gets up and sits next to you. She opens her water and, after a quick lick of her lips, starts taking a drink. However, as soon as she takes her first small sip, her eyes widen and she spits it out in a rush. She immediately jumps up from the couch. She starts peering at the sofa cushion as she pats a little at her ass and pussy.

"What happened?" you ask, "What's wrong?"

"I-I... Uh... Nothing, I guess," she says, "I thought..."

She shakes her head, "No, nothing."

She swallows and glances at the open water bottle. She licks her lips and, hesitantly, starts to take a drink. Almost immediately, the same thing happens again. She spits out the water and flings the bottle away from her. It goes flying and hits the floor a little away from the couch, pouring out onto the floor.

"Okay, are you going nuts or something?" you ask

"I don't know what's happening!" she says in a panic. "I-It's like..." She shudders in disgust.

"What? Tell me."

"I-It's almost like, whenever I take a drink, I can... I can feel the water in my... pussy and ass."

Your jaw drops, "What the hell?"

"I can't explain it! But it's like if I take a drink, I can feel it in my... I mean, it almost feels like my pussy is gushing but I'm taking the most liquid dump ever at the same time." She puts her hands on her face. "God, I sound like a nutjob."

She starts to pace a little. Meanwhile, you're trying to piece this together.

Did something backfire with the sapphire? Did you break her brain? You try to think of what you've been telling her to do. Then you remember that you said 'You will feel whatever enters your mouth in your pussy and asshole as well.'

You cringe. You didn't exactly order her to stop that particular demand.

Still... This could be fun.