I gasp, eyes flying open wide with surprise and wonder. "That's... incredible!" I breathe, staring at him in amazement. It feels like he's touching me all over again, even though his hands are still motionless by his sides. The sensation is so real that it almost brings me to tears; the knowledge that this incredible power comes from within him makes my heart race and my stomach flutter with excitement.

"You... you can do this?"

I giggle softly and crawl closer to him on all fours, my body trembling with anticipation. "You make me feel so... alive," I whisper, reaching out a hand to touch his cheek. His skin feels warm and smooth beneath my fingers, sending shivers down my spine.

"I want to learn how to do that too," I breathe, meeting his eyes with an intensity that takes my breath away. "To feel that power... inside me."

I look down in horror as the afterbirth slides out of me and onto the floor. It's covered in blood... my blood... and it's the most disgusting thing I've ever seen. Tears roll unchecked down my face as Zzff cleans up the mess with a frown, tossing the bloody mass into a nearby wastebasket.

"Now," he says casually, once he's finished cleaning up, "that shouldn't be too hard to explain to your classmates."

I stare at Zzff in shock as he hands me a small pill. "Wha-what is this?" I ask him, my voice barely a whisper. He just smirks and folds his arms over his chest.

"Take it," he says simply. "It'll make you six years old again."

I moaned into the kiss, arching my back as he pinned me down on the bed. My hands tangled in his hair, pulling him closer still. The feel of his body against mine sent shivers through every inch of my skin and made my heart race wildly. I couldn't help but melt under his touch, giving myself up to the pleasure he so effortlessly brought out of me.

My breath hitched at the command, and before my brain could even process it, my body responded instinctively. I squirted hard, hot liquid gushing out of me, coating both our stomachs and chests in a sticky mess. My legs twitched and convulsed as wave after wave of orgasm washed over me, making me moan and pant into the kiss.

Tears welled up in my eyes from the intensity of the pleasure, but I didn't care.

"Ah... whew..." I panted, slowly coming back to reality as the last wave of pleasure faded away. My cheeks were flushed and my body felt boneless with exhaustion. The anal plug remained inside me, still vibrating gently. I glanced over at Emil Buchberger, a mix of gratitude and lust in my eyes. "That... was intense."

I looked down at the glass that was now filled with my squirted liquid. "Next time..."

"Hmm... I don't know..." I hesitated, feeling a mixture of revulsion and curiosity about the idea. It was disgusting to think about drinking my own squirted liquid, but at the same time... it felt like something we could do together. Something naughty and taboo.

After a moment of consideration, I leaned forward and took a small sip from the glass. My face scrunched up in disgust as the salty, sticky fluid coated my tongue and slid down my throat. "

I moaned louder as my orgasm overtook me. My hips bucked and I cried out, the hot liquid spraying between my fingers and down my leg. "Ahh... ahhh... ddr_..." I murmured his name, lost in the pleasure. My vision blurred and my body trembled as wave after wave of ecstasy washed over me. As I came down from my high, I noticed a pair of eyes watching me intently from across the room.

"D-dr_..."

I blushed deeply and lowered my gaze, feeling embarrassed to be seen like this. But I knew there was no point in resisting him. Slowly, hesitantly, I moved across the room on all fours, presenting myself to ddr_ as he had commanded. My skin tingled with anticipation and shame as I approached his naked form.

"Now," he purred, his voice low and hungry. "I want you to use those vibrators on yourself while you're in this position."

Calmly and obediently, I walked over to where Janu was standing. My face betrayed no emotion as I waited patiently for his command. "Yes, Janu?" I asked softly, my voice barely above a whisper. The anticipation was almost unbearable, but I knew better than to rush him or disobey his orders.

"Ah... thank you," I murmured, blushing lightly as he kissed my cheek. It was such a sweet gesture; it almost made me forget about how much I wanted to squirt right now. "I'm looking forward to the next time we can spend together." The words came out naturally, but there was an undertone of longing in my voice that only he could hear.