It's your leg. You'd better take your pants off.

From Create Your Own Story

"My pants are ripped. I think they're ruined. What am I going to do?" You feign disappointment.

Both women look down. "I think we should take a closer look," says Jill, kneeling in front of you. Sarah plays along, crouching beside her.

"Ruined." You say, "I may as well not be wearing them."

Jill obviously agrees; she undoes your belt, button, and zip, before pulling your pants and trunks to the floor. Your hardening penis pops out and slaps her across the face. The three of you giggle, clearing any remaining nervous tension.

"Oh god, there's actually quite a lot of blood!" Exclaims Sarah, looking with horror at your injured shin.

You:

• Tell her not to worry. There are more urgent things to attend to
• Tell her it needs bathing.

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