Yohane was about to ask Kanan a question when she felt herself blasted by some type of energy. By the time she regained awareness, she felt herself stiff. She tried to open her eyes, only to find that she couldn't feel her eyes yet could still see. She moved her sight over to a nearby mirror; if she had eyes right now, they'd be widened in surprise.
She had somehow turned into a red dildo a little over a foot long, complete with barbs and a big ring at her base. W-What the fuck happened to me?
"Huh, thought I heard someone coming by. Well, if I'm myself..." Kanan lifted her dildo (now Yohane dildo) and started kissing it, letting the head pass up and down her lips. Her well-practiced sucking sounds echoed around her warehouse; even Yohane would've gotten hard if she had a cock.
After a few minutes of lubricating her faux shaft with her spit, Kanan decided to place the Yohane-dildo under her clothes and between her breasts.
"W-wait, Kanan! It's me, Yohane...!" Yohane's voice rang out, but no sound came from Kanan's new dildo. It looked like she'd be stuck like this for who knows how long.
"I at least hope she's gentle..."
"There we go." The head of the Yohane dildo was now resting comfortably between Kanan's large breasts, with Yohane feeling like it was her own head being comforted there.
Yohane felt Kanan move, unaware that she was heading towards...
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