"Don't just hold it up like that!!" Zoe hissed, rubbing her now smooth crotch. "If someone walks in, they'll-"
"They'll think they're hallucinating." Carly said, sticking a finger between her friend's slit she held up. "You really can't feel that?"
"Carly!"
"Hey, I'm curious!" Carly protested, removing her finger. "It's getting wet, I had to ask."
"Just gimme yours already!" Zoe shouted, shuddering as Carly brought the knife down on herself. "Careful..."
"Relax." Carly muttered, gracefully removing her genitalia with a flick of the wrist, making sure to not let it hit the floor. "You know, I thought you'd want to start smaller. Something like a hand." Carly said, lining up Zoe's pussy carefully with her crotch.
"I just thought of this, okay?!" Zoe defended herself, a shock traveling up her spine as a wave of arousal slammed into her. "Carly!"
"What? Here's mine."
"I felt your finger when you attached it." Zoe said with a gulp as Carly set her slit in Zoe's trembling hand. "From back when you-"
"Really? Lemme see!" Carly chirped, plunging her finger into the folds Zoe held. Going mental with her finger, she scraped along its impossible interior, her finger seemingly disappearing into it. "Alright, put it on." Carly said, taking her finger out and giving it a lick.
"Why would-"
"What?"
"Nevermind." Zoe muttered, lining up her friend's snatch carefully before slapping it on. Immediately, Carly let out a loud moan, falling to her knees as her hips bucked. "I told you!"
"It's like it all happened at once..." Carly panted, suddenly shuddering as another sensation kicked in. "Are you turned on right now?"
"You felt that too?" Zoe asked. "So I feel you get wet, which makes me wet, which..."
"It's like a feedback loop!" Carly shouted, shooting upright with a grin. "At lunch, I'm gonna make you feel soooo good!"
"You're not..."
"Oh, I am. And Chris is out of town, isn't he? Looks like you can't-"
"He came home yesterday, actually. And I'm having lunch at home today." Zoe said with a grin of her own. "You wanna back down?"
"No fucking way." Carly answered, staring down her best friend...
Meanwhile
"Just standing here?" Tiffany asked as she approached Steven. "What, your back acting up?"
"I'm only five years older than you, you know." Steven said with a sigh. "Apparently I'm training Alice today."
"Oof."
"Yeah..."
"I always hated training fresh meat." Tiffany grumbled, leaning against the wall beside Steven. "So..."
"What?"
"How'd Carly like this month's gift?" Tiffany asked with a smile. "You didn't ask for a recommendation this time, so I'm a bit curious."
"Oh, yeah..." Steven muttered, reaching into his pocket and pulling out the blue knife, which was closed, and stared at it for a moment.
"Is that a switch-"
"I didn't know it when I bought it." Steven explained, pressing the button to bring the blade out. "They're actually magic."
"Yeah, alright. Aaron." Tiffany teased, rolling her eyes. "You bought some cheap blue painted knife while-"
"I'm serious, Tiffany." Steven said sternly. "And I'm not high, don't call me Aaron."
"Alright, alright. So the knife can shoot lightning or-"
"No, it cuts things off. Painlessly. No blood or anything either. And you can feel the things it cuts off, move them around, attach them back easily." Steven explained, getting a skeptical look from Tiffany. "I'm dead serious."
"You're acting like it..." Tiffany muttered, pushing off the wall. "Prove it. Cut something..."
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