pussycat, pussycat, where have you been?

Her orgasm pushed her through the cosmic birth canal of Frey's making. Perhaps this is what it is always like for babies—light and pleasure and warmth—only they don't remember it. Who knows.

"Delicious." Frey purrs sounding entirely satisfied. They are lounging on the ground at eye-level with the feline, regarding her with a sumptuous and pleased look.

How do you feel? They ask, their voice a resounding wave within her mind.

Coding base by Sky!