Reunion

Larry didn't seem happy to see you when you got in the back seat.

He curled against the backseat door.

"What is he doing here?!" He screamed.

"Son, you two are dating now...call it an arranged marriage."

"We want you to be king, honey."

"King of WHAT?" he asked and then looked back at you, "I thought this was about living clothes..."

You blushed and bit you lip, "I might not have told you everything..."

"There's MORE?!"

"Yeah...a lot more..."

"How much worse does it get..."

You gave him a grave look and watched the existing fear in his eye grow to unimaginable levels.

Almost as if on cue, it told you, "what are those shoes? Have you been talking to Sara?"

"Who is that? Who said that?!" He screamed.

You sighed, "...the queen..."

You leaned over and whispered to your crotch, "Can this wait? I'm kinda in the middle of something..." Larry watched with frightened concern seeing your position.

"No," it said, "I will grant no quarter for conspiring with my enemy. Open your mouth, we're going back."

You felt a sinking feeling as you felt Larry's eratic fear push him into madness as you skirt flipped up and your thong pulled itself down.

"What is this?! What's happening?!" He screamed.

You frantically looked around. There was nowhere to hide. There was only getting out of the car, and you'd rather not be like...that...in the open.

"Look away, Larry" you asked sympathetically, only because his reaction to your circumstance made you feel significantly worse about your station. But Larry was unable to look away as your cock rose into the air and quickly entered your mouth and commenced its cumming.

As you drifted away you heard Larry's shrill screams "WHAT THE FUCK?! WHAT THE FUCK?! WHAT THE- WHAT THE FUCK?!"

"Imagine how I feel..." you thought as you disappeared into the meaningless void between the two worlds.