It was Carly's day off, it was 11am, but she was sat at home as she watched day time television. Carly was feeling a little down in the dumps, she was 38 and single again.
Normally Carly was a go getter, but today she still had a slight hangover from going out with her friend Steven the night before.
She suddenly remembered a conversation she had at the pub the night before. Steven had handed her his "magic body part swapping remote" and told her that she could borrow it for a while as it might cheer her up.
Carly remembered humouring Steven, even joking about using it to satisfy her penis envy. Carly slipped it in her handbag and thought nothing more of it. Deep down she knew there was no such thing as a magic remote.
Carly got up from the sofa and walked over to her handbag. She looked inside, the remote was still there. She pulled it out with her manicured fingers and walked back over to the sofa and sat down. The TV was still on in the background as Carly inspected the remote.
"This couldn't be real surely?" She thought to herself.
Carly looked down at her comfortable yoga pants and cupped her hand over her flat groin. "What harm would it be to try this thing? I've always wanted a dick!" Carly whispered to herself.
Carly pondered to herself. Should she just test this herself? Or perhaps she should pay Steven a visit at Wilko, and ask him if this thing is for real. Maybe Steven could help her choose a suitable dick donor from one of his subordinates?
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