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Anonymous File :-(, x)
After she filled the woman's glass from her inexhaustible penis (there was always more juice and she could change the flavor just by thinking), she opened up her blouse and drew some beer from her huge breasts for the other woman. But as she was walking to her next table, one of the other tables called her over. There were two guys there, probably in their twenties. One of them was having ice cream.
"Hey, waiter! Server!" he called. She walked over, conscious of the fact that she wasn't carrying any equipment - plates, cups, food, anything. Everything she needed was all inside her new body. As she walked up to the table, she could feel the weight of her erect penis wobbling from side to side, cold from serving the juice. It felt really odd. She wanted to shake it back and forth for some reason.
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