<div class="floatleft"><table class="bbc_table"><tbody><tr><td><div align="center">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/0/0e/Lauren_Budd_512.png)<br/><br/><div class="spoiler_container"><div class="spoiler_header" onclick="hideSecond (this);" role="button">Michael / Emmy</div><div class="spoiler_body"><div style="text-align: left;"><span class="bbc_font" style="font-family: times new roman;"><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 13pt;">● Fully female.<br/>● Wearing a white dress with wet spots.<br/>● Self confident.<br/>● Susceptible to Cloe's and Circe's thoughts<br/>    but can control the exposure via inner door,<br/>    which he is drawn to open.<br/>● Can feel <del>Chloe's</del> Circe's cock.<br/>● Needs release.</span></span></div></div></div></div></td><td></td></tr></tbody></table></div><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 1pt;"><br/></span><span class="bbc_size" style="font-size: 11pt;">What we have here is three people -- one could say three girls given my situation, except that I don't think of myself as one.  I may have the curves and the plumbing now, but it is only skin deep and deep inside I am still very much a guy.  Or am I?   This is magic, an unexplored territory, and it has shown to be as capable of affecting the mind as much as the body.  Which means that I need to be careful lest I lose myself, get Mike erased leaving only Emmy.  <em>Ugh!</em> I shudder at the thought, personality death is still death.<br/><br/>But I digress.  What we have here is three people, one cock between them, and three different attitudes about it.  Circe wants to experiment, Chloe wants to make the best out of the situation, and me, I'm just trying not to get overwhelmed and hoping to get it back.<br/><br/>"Hey!" I react to Circe's request.  It's mine!  "If anyone's going to have this cock, it should be..."  Suddenly realizing what I was about to say, I clamp my hand to my mouth.  Blood rushes to my cheeks, making them burn.  Fuck, I must be blushing deep crimson...  "Never mind," I stammer, averting my eyes, but a different sensation in my 'phantom cock' makes me look up and sure enough, Chloe is giving it to Circe as requested.  It's a good thing I stopped myself from blurting out, otherwise I could be the one getting dicked, and with my own dick no less!<br/><br/>I find a good vantage point to watch Chloe hammer Circe, but I am more than just an observer: I feel every thrust as if I was the one doing it, and soon it gets me to the brink again.  I see Chloe twitching and hold my breath in anticipation.  Almost there...  Then, as if on cue, she shudders as the orgasm hits her, and... nothing?!  I should have gotten my release along with her but for some reason I didn't, and as soon as she slides off of Circe, the reason becomes clear.<br/><br/>"You gotta be kidding me!" there's no hiding the incredulity in my voice when I see the cock jutting from Circe's crotch.  Not only she has it now, but the cycle has to start from the beginning again.  "Not happening," I mutter darkly at Chloe's suggestion, but on the other hand, I want -- no, <em>need</em> -- to be finished off.  Who would have thought that my worst case of blue balls would happen when I don't even have them?<br/><br/>"Fuck!" I spit into my palm and, unceremoniously moving Chloe aside, spoon behind Circe and reach out to wrap my hand around the cock.  This is still my cock, I tell myself, I can still feel it, it just got... temporarily relocated.  It's just masturbation, albeit at a weird angle and with the added benefit of Circe enjoying it as well, and god knows I'm no stranger to it.  I slide my other hand under Circe to cup and squeeze her breast, as I start pumping the shaft up and down, slowly at first, then picking up speed.</span><br/>