"Did I hear that right?" MF's red face frowned, slightly confused. "You want to devour my rod or you want to devour me 'using' a rod!?"
Foel grabbed the plump thighs and sandwiched herself in-between. "Grow me a dick, I want to taste you~"
"No! I'm not into that stuff!" MF crossed her hand into an X. "Sometimes when there is a steep tunnel, it would be better to not explore it. Don't use that precious wish for something like this!"
"You don't want that other part to be explored?" Foel kept snuggling her cheeks between the soft thighs. "I promise you, it will feel good."
"Uuurgh." With sour lips, MF felt a headache with her lovely wife's demand that may or may not traumatize her. "Fine. I can see that you won't be backing down that easily. Although, I will not count this as a wish I granted."
"A bonus then." Foel sneered.
MF placed her forefinger onto her wife's forehead. She altered some chromosomes and little genetic information and boosted its transformation.
