Morning After

Lacey wakes to gray dawn light in Maya's bedroom, the necklace warm against her throat and Maya's enlarged breasts soft against her arm. Maya stirs, mumbling sleepily, her hand finding Lacey's thigh, and Lacey feels the phantom weight of her cock even though it's gone. She reaches for the necklace, fingers brushing the knot-work, and Maya's eyes open, dark and knowing. 'Again?' Maya whispers, and Lacey's answer is to pull her close, the necklace pulsing as she lets it grow.