Christine's Cock

Christine placed the newly arrived package on the table and sat looking at it for a while. This was the result of several months of her own designs and several more in collaboration with a small manufacturer who specialised in prosthetics.

The idea came from an overheard conversation while sitting in a bar and she pondered on how eavesdropping on other people's conversations are often more interesting than your own.

That was exactly how Christine felt. Although now a confirmed lesbian she missed the control she had when sucking a man's cock. The feel when it erects into her hand or mouth gave her the impression she partly owned the appendage. Christine decided a cock was great; it was a pity what it was connected too no longer attractedher. Thus it was she set out on the hunt for the perfect strap-on; she couldn't find it, because in her mind it didn't exist.

As a design student she decided if she couldn't buy it she would make it, or get someone else to. She found a small mid-western firm willing to work with her on it, for most of her savings, and so it began.

Designs and ideas flashed back and forth between them, until the package arrived. Christine decided a shower would come first; she was finding the anticipation delicious. Would this be the culmination of all her hard work or a disappointing end to it? She prolonged her shower as long as possible, imagining the results.

She carefully selected her attire for her usual night out with