My chest rose and fell fast, lungs burning for air I couldn’t seem to catch. I stared at the c**k between my legs, a thick, veined reality my brain refused to accept.
Like… what the actual fück.
For some reason there was a c**k between my legs. And no, it wasn’t supposed to be there.
This had to be a dream. Women did not wake up with cöcks, and definitely not without pūssies.
But there it was, a c**k between my legs, standing straight up, thick and hard, the head shiny with a drop of clear liquid.
Nicholas stirred beside me, a sleepy murmur leaving his lips. I turned in shock and, before I could think of what to do next, I was already jumping out of bed, heart hammering against my ribs like it wanted to escape.
I snatched my crumpled dress from the floor and practically sprinted for
