Inside - Chapter 3

Fantasies give you permission. Anyone you want. So Uma picks the body she’s always craved—cock, hard, heavy between her legs. She steps into The Cube and comes out male, rock-god hot. Sweat-soaked hair. Tight jeans stretched across a new hunger. When the groupie drops to her knees, the first pulse of blood shocks Uma. She grips the girl’s hips, spins her, shoves in raw. Every thrust feels like lightning straight to the brain. She fucks deep, jaw clenched, till need overtakes her. One flip, the groupie’s mouth open, and Uma empties down her throat with a strangled growl. The Cube lets you burn the rulebook—even the one that says which body gets to claim pleasure.