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When Lacey Park slips on a thrifted necklace, her body ignites in ways she never expected—and between her legs grows a nine-inch cock above her still-wet pussy. After a desperate, delicious release, she yanks the thing off and prays it's over. But with her best friend Maya coming over for dinner, Lacey discovers the necklace's heat didn't fade—it just found a new target.
Lacey stands in her living room, the antique necklace cool against her skin, and a flush spreads through her. She presses a hand to her chest, then slides it down to her leggings, feeling a growing ha
Lacey opens her door to Maya's bright smile and the clink of a wine bottle, and the necklace in her robe pocket feels warm against her thigh. They settle on the couch, shoulders brushing as Maya pours
Lacey's fingers close around the necklace in her robe pocket as Maya leans close to refill her wine, the metal warm and pulsing against her palm. Maya's shoulder brushes hers, and Lacey's eyes drop to
Maya invites her over. Lacey tells her that some crazy stuff has been happening. And she has to share it. She can't keep hiding it.
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,