Tired

"So," Tim said, turning to Lucy, "How was that?"

"It was...intense," Lucy admitted, her cheeks still pink. "I never knew having a conversation with someone's penis could be so...satisfying."

Tim chuckled, "It's definitely a unique experience."

They fell into a comfortable silence, their hearts slowing down as they basked in the afterglow of their encounter. Tim felt closer to Lucy than ever before, and he knew that this was just the beginning of a wild ride.

After a few moments, Lucy spoke up again. "So, what, now?"

Tim's penis stirred at the sound of her voice, but it remained quiet, seemingly content for the moment. They talked for hours, sharing stories and getting to know each other on a deeper level. The conversation flowed easily, and Tim felt more at ease than he had in a long time. Lucy was the perfect mix of understanding and adventurous, and he found himself falling for her even more with each passing moment. Tim's penis began to stir again, seemingly eager to join in the conversation.

"So, Tim," it said, "What do you think of all this?"

"Well, it's definitely been a surprise," Tim admitted. "But right now? I'm happy with how things are going."

"Me too," Lucy said with a yawn, snuggling closer to him.

Tim felt his penis twitch in agreement, its foreskin moving slightly. "But what happens next?" it asked, curiosity in its voice.

"I don't know," Lucy said, her eyes half-closed. "But I'm looking forward to finding out."

Tim's penis grew quiet again, the room returning to a comfortable silence. They lay there, entwined in each other's arms. It was a strange new world they had entered, but one that felt surprisingly right. As the night deepened, Tim felt the weight of his eyelids growing heavier. He didn't want the moment to end, but he knew that they both needed rest. "We should get some sleep," he murmured.

"Mmhmm," Lucy agreed, her eyes already closed.

Tim drifted off to sleep, his mind filled with thoughts of Lucy and the future they might share.