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Sitting against the white wall of the pod. And watching Tash sleep. My body human again it's a damn miracle. I feel so freaking horny. I need my cigs right now to smoke a joint and feel high. My cock so twitchy it jiggles in my pants.

Needing a closer inspection at Tash. To examine her but not in a pervy way. I crawl on my hands, and knees towards her. Slowly and stealthy like Sam fucking Fisher. I remove her coat and place it under her head.

With hesitant hands i cup a feel. Her breasts fit in the palm of my hand. Don't feel fake.

Lifting her red top to reveal her wearing red bra. Her nipples little nubs like marshmallows.

Pinching and tweaking them. Hearing Tash moan groan in her sleep. I smirk like a silly bitch.

Placing her top in place. And unzipping her long skirt sliding it down carefully. Noticing her panties match her bra.

I take a sniff at her panties. Smelling her arousal. Flicking my tongue and rubbing her with my thumb.

Hearing Tash moan groan in her sleep. Pulling her skirt in place. I sit against the wall.

Try to ignore my twinky doodle. When the pod pops out of the water. Door slides open.

To nothingness it's just clear blue water.  The pod floats swaying. Thinking this shitfest is fucked.

All alone except for Tash. I need my infinite sniper rifle my cigarettes and video games.

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