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How to use your Genie

... to see who would volunteer for which plug.

With a playful smirk, he continued, "I wonder... What would it feel like for both of you if you each had one of these inside? The sensation would be shared, intensified. Imagine feeling the stretch and fullness from both plugs at once."

The thought was overwhelming. Feeling both the girth and the depth simultaneously. It was a tantalizing mix of fear and anticipation. But my loyalty to Emily, my desire to protect her from the more extreme sensations, compelled me to speak.

"I'll take the thicker one," I said, voice laced with a mix of resignation and defiance.

John's eyes glittered with intrigue. "Bold choice, Jeanie. But I admire your spirit."

The afternoon was turning out to be one of surprises and tests, each moment more intense than the last. With each shared sensation, my connection with Emily grew deeper, as did my understanding of the complexities of our relationship with John.

"But I'm thinking the thick one would look so much better inside Emily," John remarked, the glint in his eyes undeniable. "You might have to make sure this will even fit in her."

I swallowed hard. I knew that pushing such a toy into the unprepared body of an 18-year-old would be an immense challenge. I didn't want her to endure that, but it seemed John had already made up his mind.

"Jeanie, get on the floor, ass up. You're next," he ordered, pointing to a spot in the center of the room.

I obeyed, moving swiftly to the ...

... indicated spot. I positioned myself, feeling vulnerable and exposed. From my vantage point, I could see Emily, her eyes wide with a mix of anticipation and fear.

John approached Emily, holding the large plug, lubricating it generously. He paused for a moment, letting the tension build. I felt Emily's heart race in my chest, her breathing growing shallow. I wanted to console her, to tell her it would be okay, but words escaped me.

"Relax," John whispered to Emily. "And focus on the sensation. You've already taken so much today. This is just another step."

Emily took a deep breath, attempting to calm her nerves. As John positioned the toy at her entrance, I felt a rush of shared anxiety and arousal. The pressure began to build, and I braced myself, knowing that in moments, I'd feel every inch of that plug as if it were being pressed into me.

The sensation hit me like a tidal wave, even though I couldn’t see what was happening to Emily. It was a combination of pressure, stretching, and fullness unlike anything I'd felt before. Every single push John made to get the plug inside her, I felt it deep within me. It was like a massive wall being pressed into a space that was too small to accommodate it.

Emily's muffled moans through her gag filled the room. Her eyes squinted, and beads of sweat formed on her forehead. Her body twitched with each attempt John made to insert the plug, her muscles clenching and unclenching in resistance and then in acceptance.

"That's it, take ...