Katy shook her head. What was going on? She continued shopping as if on auto pilot, but couldn't shake the images: eggplant? It curves just like the p***s had. Even leaving the produce section, she saw it in every bottle of ketchup or shampoo. This unwanted image had lodged in her brain and she seemed unable to think of anything else.
Katy found herself anxious to get home. She unloaded the car and ran into her bedroom. She grabbed her laptop, removed her jeans, and transferred the pictures of the black p***s onto her computer. When this was done, she opened the pictures up and looked at them in a larger, more detailed format.
"Oh, my goodness! He's huge! It looks so amazing!" She was all but drooling on herself as she looked at the p***s pictures. She ran her fingers across the screen h
