Magnolia grabbed a fresh box of tissues from the floor. She'd been sick for three days and she already went through two boxes, on her way to a third. She hated being sick. Normally, she'd go out of her way to avoid it. She washed her hands probably more than needed, sanitized anything that was touched by someone less-than-savory... but when Lily got sick, there was no real way to avoid catching it, tried as she might have.
Lily, who sat in a chair at her side, watching over their Mistress. The dumb plaything probably didn't know what they were doing, but it was nice having at least some company. Someone to take care of her, even emotionally. She'd ordered Lily to hide her computer so she wouldn't be tempted to work. It'd only make herself worse. Within a couple of hours, she regretted it. She could use the distraction.
Lily put their hand to her forehead again. She still burned up, nearly torching the back of Lily's hand. "Y-you still have a fever, Mistress. Sorry."
"Damn it, idiot," she grumbled, sneezing into another tissue and dropping it in the trash. "It was bad enough you got sick and couldn't serve me for half a week. Why did you have to go and get me sick, too?"
"I-I didn't mean to, Mistress," they said apologetically, casting their eyes down. Magnolia averted her eyes. She was probably being too tough on them. There was no way they could have prevented this.
'Being too tough on them'... fuck, being sick made her softer.
"It doesn't matter," she started. "Go make me some soup and tea, plaything."
Lily nodded and stood up. "What kind?"
"Zucchini, and lavender," she ordered. Closing her eyes, she shifted around on the bed. "...please."
"Of course, Mistress. Feel better." Magnolia rolled her eyes as they left. 'Feel better.' They were really a stupid idiot.
As soon as Lily left her alone, she let the sweet embrace of sleep take her.
~~
Magnolia, moments later, found herself in a completely unfamiliar place. Instead of laying on her bed, she was sitting in a rather uncomfortable steel chair. Curiously, she looked towards her surroundings. The walls were metal -- at least, she thought -- with... control panels attached to them? Monitors hung above her, showing various planet surfaces and constellations and what looked like strange research.
Magnolia cursed under her breath, feeling panic sinking in her chest. No. No. There's no need to panic. That wouldn't help anyone. Then, she looked in front of her -- an endless abyss laid out for miles upon miles. Bright dots littered the atmosphere, along with what looked like foreign planets.
"What the..." Magnolia blinked. Was she... in space? On some kind of UFO? She stood up and began pacing around anxiously. How did she get there? Where was Lily? Wasn't she supposed to be sick? At the very least, she didn't feel sick anymore. Then she looked down, and saw two bizarre things.
The first was that her outfit looked completely different from what she'd usually wear. Well, not entirely. She still donned a suit jacket and work slacks -- but the fabric was entirely made out of leather and latex. Her undershirt clung to her skin. It was a bright purple-blue, far more gaudy than what she'd usually wear. At least it was comfortable. Then she saw in her hand some kind of device, 'Captain's Log' written in gold lettering on it. Some kind of recording device, perhaps? That seemed like the best guess. She pressed down on the button to test it. "Captain's Log," she started. She expected to say 'where the fuck am I' as a joke, but immediately things started "coming back" to her. She was... on a mission to find sentient alien life. That's what the people in charge -- who was she kidding, she was the people in charge -- told her to do. That was all she needed to be doing right now. Right?
Magnolia stopped the recording and collapsed back in the seat. Staring ahead, she put her forehead in her left palm. That was strange, though. Why did she think she'd have to be anywhere else? Whatever, it didn't matter, back to the mission for her.
She floated in space for what felt like hours. This was much more boring than she'd expected. Soon enough, though, something -- someone -- appeared in the distance. Magnolia blinked, pausing her questions as she advanced to get a better look.
It was... a human?
Magnolia zoomed in on them. This person... looked familiar. She noted their toned muscles, the light brown hair, and the seemingly normal attire. And most importantly, their smile. Their dumb, dopey grin looked brainless and completely vapid. Magnolia had to admit, it was pretty fucking hot, seeing a complete idiot in space too. 
Did she know them? No, what was she saying? This was obviously a humanoid alien -- just startlingly human-shaped. Humans couldn't breathe in space, and they were definitely breathing fine, swimming around in the endless expanse.
She pressed the button on the captain’s log. “Captain’s Log, it seems I’ve found a humanoid alien swimming around aimlessly. I don’t know how to say this, but they look… remarkably stupid. They just look like a complete dumbass. I know I’m supposed to be professional, but god, they look like a complete idiot.” Taking her hand off the button, she sighed.
Well, it's a start. An interesting start. Magnolia pressed a random button and out launched a net towards it. Within mere seconds, the creature - the human - was grabbed by the rope and pulled back towards the spaceship. They obviously looked confused and disoriented from suddenly having its movement restricted, but eventually they stopped and resigned to their fate.
        The alien was pulled into the hatch of the ship, placed firmly in a vacant room. Magnolia got a ping on one of the screens - “Experimentation Room, now occupied”.
        She smirked and made her way over. Experimentation sounded fun…
~~
        Magnolia would have slammed the doors open if they weren't automatic. Donning a universal translator, she walked into the room, her eyes on the humanoid looking around the room mindlessly. God, they really did look like a dumbass. Their green eyes were wide and vacant and dim. And... oddly familiar...
The space captain shook her head. "You," she started, hoping the translator would work. "Who are you?"
"I'm Lily! My name is Lily." That name was definitely one Magnolia knew, she just wasn't sure from where. "I-I just ended up here. Um... do you know what happened?" they asked nervously.
Magnolia raised an eyebrow. She removed the translator. "You can speak human language?"
Lily chuckled hesitantly. "Yeah... I am human, after all."
"Then... how were you... never mind." She put her head in her palm, a headache beginning to overtake her. "Considering you could breathe and move in space - looking like an idiot, but whatever..."
Magnolia was about to continue. But then something weirder happened as soon as she said the word 'idiot'. Lily's face grew flushed. They stammered out some whimpers and crossed their legs together. Magnolia's eyes widened. "You... are you turned on?" she asked, bewildered.
"N-no!" Lily protested. "It's just... you calling me an idiot feels..." they blushed harder. "F-funny."
"Oh my goodness," Magnolia smirked. They absolutely were aroused by that. "You like that, hmm? You like being called an idiot, then?"
Lily gave a noncommittal whine.
"Interesting," she clicked her tongue. "Typically, humans don't consider having their intellect insulted to be sexually attractive." Meaning, she wasn't entirely convinced this... thing... was human. "You're telling me that you're human? Humans don't take insults as sexual advances. And more importantly, humans can't breathe in space. Don't tell me you didn't know that much?"
Lily let out a choked sob. Not a sad one - not in the very slightest. Magnolia was enjoying this too, though, immensely. So she continued. "You know, it takes a real ditz to try to lie to me. Do I look like someone who takes lies for answers?"
"N-no, Mistress."
Mistress. Magnolia felt like a truck hit her. She... did know someone named Lily who called her Mistress, right? Never mind, it wasn't important. "Mistress? Well, if you insist, I won't stop you from calling me that," she grinned smugly. "So, why don't you go ahead and tell me who are you and where you came from? Did I say all that slowly enough?"
Lily nodded, hiding their face. "I... just kinda appeared, and have been floating around. It's been like, kinda nice, I guess. Being in that net was also fun though! And... I don't really know things or people."
"Well, that last part is obvious," Magnolia replied. She grabbed their body by their arms and held them in place. This only made more blood rush to their face. "Well, why don't you take a seat there? I have to get a few more answers out of you, before I let you free again." That was a lie. There was no way she was letting this idiot free.
"Okay!" Lily giggled. "See you soon, Mistress."
Magnolia inhaled, leaving the room temporarily. She pressed the button on the Captain's Log.
"Captain's Log. I have captured the humanoid, and as expected, they are extremely stupid. They claim to be human, but obviously that's impossible. They can breathe in space, they appeared 'out of nowhere', and most of all? They seem to take insults as some kind of... mating signal. There is only one thing I can do." Magnolia's smirk turned into a grin. "I have to run some experiments. For research purposes."
        And then she walked back into the room. 
Magnolia set the device aside on a desk and advanced back on this ‘Lily’ creature. She looked down at them. Magnolia didn’t need Lily to be sitting for her to tower over them, but it definitely helped. Lily squirmed in her dominating presence.
        “So,” she started, running her hands down their arms. “You like being insulted. Am I right?”
        “I mean…” Lily looked away nervously. “I guess it’s fun…”
        “See? Only an idiot would not know what they want. Tell me Lily, with actual willpower. Do. You. Like. Being. Insulted?”
        The threatening tone of voice made Lily crack. The first crack out of many to come, Magnolia wondered. “Y-yes, Mistress, I do.”
        “See? Wasn’t that so hard? Well, it happens to work out that I enjoy insulting you. This sounds like a fun captor-captive relationship… doesn’t it?” Magnolia leaned over them, glaring viciously. “You barely even put up a fight. It’s like you see a hot lady in a suit and your mind melts to mush. Well… it probably doesn’t take much for that to happen, hmm?”
        Lily shook their head. The fear in their eyes made this ten times hotter. Magnolia felt something in her twitch. No, not yet.
        “Your poor brain cells must be working overtime right now,” she cooed. “After all, having never talked to anyone? You must not understand how anything works, plaything.” Magnolia didn’t expect to call them a plaything, but she’d go with it. “Well, just feel free to turn your brain off for me. It’s not very helpful, and we won’t need it much anyways.”
        “Yes, Mistress,” Lily nodded.
        Magnolia tapped a finger to her chin and looked around the room. “Get off from the chair, into that circular panel,” she ordered.
        Lily nodded and complied. Just like an animal walking into its trap. Magnolia grabbed the restraints from the ceiling and bounded their arms together, locking them in. Lily’s eyes widened as they suddenly realized they couldn’t move their arms. And soon, their legs. Lily didn’t put up any resistance as Magnolia chained their ankles to the ground as well. The humanoid was completely bound. Try as they might – and they didn’t try at all – they couldn’t move from the restraints.
        And their face grew even hotter.
        “W-what are you doing, Mistress?” they asked meekly.
        “This? Well, you see, there are a lot of important things in this room. I can’t have you stupidly breaking any of them. You would, after all.” She smirked as they tried to free themself or protest. “And also, this is fun for me, too. You’re enjoying this… being scared of me and trying so hard to resist… aren’t you?”
        Lily couldn’t deny it. They nodded. “Mhmm…” they whimpered.
        “Tell me, Lily,” Magnolia narrowed her eyes. “Do you want me to release you?”
        “No!” they pleaded. “P-please let me stay with you!”
        Magnolia grinned. “That’s what I thought, you thick headed dumbass. Then let’s let the experiments continue.”
        As Magnolia walked out of the room again, grabbing the Captain’s Log, she heard Lily desperately trying to repeat the word ‘experiment’.
        “Captain’s Log. I have no idea what planet this human – if we’re going with the theory this is actually a human – came from. But wherever they came from, they have some bizarre customs. I have insulted them in a million different ways and bounded them tightly. And throughout all of it, they seem to grow more and more aroused.” And so did she, but she didn’t add that in. “I’m curious how their mind works. It happens to be the case that I have hypnosis in my skill set. And so, let’s see if it works the same on this Lily as it does on humans.”
        And then she walked back in. Lily’s resistance against the bondage clearly stopped, and they looked up at her in anticipation.
        For a while, Magnolia stood there in silence. Something had caught her eyes on the wall of tools. A… helmet. It looked like it had some kind of screen in it. That’d be perfect, if it was a hypnosis helmet.
        Lily’s eyes were plastered on their Mistress. She walked around and grabbed it off the wall. Lifting the screen, she put it on Lily’s head. Magnolia didn’t want to stop staring into Lily’s petrified eyes quite yet.
        “Do you know what hypnosis is, Lily?”
        “Um… is that like, when you play with my brains?”
        Magnolia chuckled. “So you do. Interesting. Then, let’s play a game.” She lowered the screen. Distantly, she could see a flash of colors come in front of Lily’s eyes. Within seconds, she had Lily drooling with their jaw slack. “I’m going to train your mind, a little. And don’t worry, I’ll make this easy enough that even you can understand.”
        “Okay…” Lily nodded softly.
        “I want you to repeat the words ‘obedience is pleasure’.”
        Lily nodded again, even more imperceptibly. “Obedience is pleasure.”
        “Keep repeating it, plaything.”
        Lily complied. “Obedience is pleasure. Obedience is pleasure. Obedience is pleasure.” They kept repeating the mantra, staring into the colorful spiral, even as Magnolia spoke up again.
        “You want to obey me,” she started. “You want to do as I say. Because it will feel good, for me, and for you. You care about my pleasure more than your own, of course, so you’ll do anything as long as it feels good for me. Right?”
        “Yes,” Lily murmured.
        SLAP!
        Magnolia’s hand came across their face. Lily stammered, curious as to why Magnolia did that. “See? I slapped you, and it felt great. So it feels good for you, too. Doesn’t it? Tell me that getting slapped by me feels hot, Lily.”
        “It… feels… hot…”
        SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!
        With every consecutive slap, Lily grew more aroused and whimpered even louder. Magnolia couldn’t get enough. She kept slapping them, back and forth. As she did, she repeated the mantra with them. “Obedience is pleasure. Obedience is pleasure. Obedience is pleasure.”
        Eventually, she stopped. ‘Obedience is pleasure’ wasn’t enough. She wanted to make them mindlessly obedient, yes. But she wanted something else, something darker. Magnolia wanted to make them obsessed. Making this poor humanoid dependent on her for everything – pleasure, survival, happiness – it was what was best for Lily. And more importantly, it was what Magnolia wanted.
        “You’ve learned so well,” she cooed. “Obedience is pleasure. Obeying me feels good. So good you could do it all day. And here’s another idea for you…”
        She grabbed Lily’s neck, curling her nails into them. Magnolia could almost see the pleading face in Lily’s eyes.
        “Repeat after me: ‘I would do anything to make my Mistress happy.’”
        “I would… do anything, to um…”
        SLAP! “Faster, idiot. Or is that sentence too long for your poor brain?”
        Lily shook their head. “I would do anything to – to make my Mistress happy.”
        SLAP!
        “Again.”
        “I would do anything to make my Mistress happy.”
        Magnolia smiled softly, sadistically. “You can repeat that phrase over and over. Until your mind breaks for me. Because I want your mind to break for me, Lily. I want you to feel yourself growing obsessed with me. Dependent on me. You need me for everything – you want me to spend all day insulting you and fucking your mind until it snaps in two. Doesn’t that sound good? Becoming so obsessed with your Mistress you can’t even function on your own?”
        “Yes,” Lily whimpered, their entire body shivering.
        “Good.” Magnolia lifted the helmet. Lily’s eyes were red, their cheeks puffy from the pleasure. Awww, Magnolia thought, I broke their mind so hard they started crying. “Your mantras. Say them together.”
        “Obedience is pleasure,” Lily started, their voice croaking. “I would do anything to make my Mistress happy.”
        “Fantastic, my stupid, ditzy, smiley plaything.” She kissed the top of their forehead. “So you can get your mind toyed with like a human. Maybe you’re much more human than I thought.” Magnolia stood up. She composed herself. The aching in her crotch grew stronger, as ideas coursed through her head.
        If this person really was human… then they might be compatible with her. In many, many more ways. Which meant…
        Magnolia petted their head condescendingly. “I will be right back, plaything. Keep repeating your mantra for me.”
        Lily obeyed. Magnolia grabbed the device. And left.
        With every second Magnolia spent with Lily, her feelings of possession and ownership grew stronger. Her mind landed on one particular method of claiming someone completely. And she couldn’t wipe the idea from her brain even if she wanted to.
        Magnolia pressed the button, barely able to hide her excitement.
        “Captain’s Log. This humanoid’s brain works like a human’s. They have human speech. I am growing more and more convinced they are much more human than I thought.” She inhaled. “Despite their bizarre sexual preferences, and lack of coherent thoughts. My curiosity grows stronger.
        “For the purposes of science, and for no other personal reason,” Magnolia started, barely able to hide her grin or arousal, “I must see if they are compatible with human life. Meaning, I must see if I can breed them.”
        Magnolia closed the Captain’s Log. She stormed back into the experimentation room, Lily still bound by their wrists and ankles. If anything, they looked as if they only got more turned on. Their stupid grin and mantra repeating wavered slightly as they saw the expression on their captor’s face. Magnolia advanced on them, barely able to hide her intentions.
        “W-what are you going to do to me next, Mistress?” Lily stammered. Were their legs not bound apart, they would probably be clutching them together to weather their arousal. “I-I’m not sure how much more I can take.”
        “Oh, you can take more. Remember? Obedience is pleasure. You would do anything just to make me happy. So you will take more,” Magnolia started. She walked up to them and grabbed their hips. Their wide, round hips… They would be perfect if she could… “You can take so much more. And if you can’t, then I’ll make you able to.”
        Lily whimpered, struggling a bit against the bondage – not to get away, simply in anticipation. She grabbed them and pressed their cunt against her thigh, making them grind on her in need. How could someone as horny and pent up as Lily not want to get bred viciously? Magnolia could see just how utterly drenched their panties were. It was as if they knew she was going to breed them mercilessly. For the pursuit of knowledge, obviously. 
No, fuck, what was she saying? She wanted to knock this dumb fucking idiot up. She wanted to impregnate them for her own gratification. It would be insanely hot to make this unassuming specimen carry her own children, without giving them much of a say in the matter. It was a special type of ownership, one Magnolia had no idea she even wanted. That kind of power… she craved it. And she knew that if it worked, their hips would be perfect for child-bearing. As she thought harder and harder on this, she grinded her thighs up rougher onto their panties. 
Lily looked close. So Magnolia let them go and left them whimpering for a bit. The captain looked around, trying to find a suitable desk, or bed, or… table. She found one, and pulled it over. Then she knelt down and undid the cuffs around Lily’s ankles.
“Get on the table,” she ordered. Lily whimpered and complied. She reached for the hem of their panties and ripped them down – tearing them halfway in the process. Magnolia needed this. She needed to fuck them hard. Mercilessly, she forced their legs apart and reached for their sex. Circling their clit with her thumb, she effortlessly slid two fingers in. Lily gasped in surprise, adjusting to the sensation. Their walls were tight. Tighter than anything she’d ever felt. Fuck, this was going to feel fucking amazing for her – and for them, too. For a hole that tight, she could imagine people would pay high prices for it.
Not that she was going to sell them off, or anything. Magnolia thrusted her fingers in and out, torturing their clit and letting go when she knew they were about to cum. Their legs went weak, making it even easier to get fucked. Lily’s eyes rolled back in their head, stammering out a bunch of questions and gasps and mantra repetitions. 
“Do you know what I’m going to do to you, plaything?” Magnolia asked threateningly. Her cock twitched repeatedly, ready to be released and ready to pump into that tight hole.
“A-are,” they gasped as her fingers jammed through all the way. “Are you going to… fuck me?”
“Fuck you? Well, yes, of course I am. I thought that part was obvious. Do you know what else I’m going to do?”
“What… else, Mistress?”
Magnolia released their cunt, lifting her hand away from them. She leaned over, letting them feel her hard cock against their cunt. She whispered into their ear–
“I’m going to impregnate you.”
Lily gasped, their eyes widening in a mix of fear and horror and somehow, even more arousal. “Is… is that possible, Mistress?”
“Is it? I don’t know. That’s why I’m going to do it.” She grinded against them, making them cry and whine more. Magnolia was at her breaking point. She felt as though she were in a distant dream – there was no way anyone could possibly feel as hot as she did in that moment.
Lily looked at their Mistress in disbelief. Their fear only served to turn Magnolia on even more. No more waiting, she decided, undoing her pants and ripping her panties down. “Really, though, the reason I want to do this? Is because I want to own you. I want to own every part of you. And this? This is one of the most quintessential ways I get to fully control your body. Isn’t that nice…”
She began sliding in. Lily shook, but not in resistance. “Getting to serve as my broodmare?”
Lily’s speech dissolved completely into wordless begging. Magnolia was happy to oblige. She thrusted her cock into the tightness, nearly tearing Lily in half. Oh, hell, this felt ten times better than she could have ever imagined. It was going to be hard not to cum in a matter of seconds. But she was determined.
“What could I… oh, there we go,” she panted, reaching for one of the many experimentation tools. The function of this tool was probably different from the way she was going to use it as a vibrator. She put it immediately on the highest setting, placing it to Lily’s twitching clit.
She began to thrust, both edging Lily relentlessly and diving deep into their hole. She grabbed onto their perfect hips and lifted them, circling their legs around her waist as she leaned into the position. “This is a breeding press,” she growled into their ear in an explanation. “If I’m going to breed you, I may as well use every tool at my disposal.”
Lily’s body was wrecked with pleasure. “T-the… edging…?” they said as a question. It was surprising they could still talk, given the speed and depth at which Magnolia was fucking them.
“That,” she started, lifting the vibrator off of them again. “Is because edging will make your orgasm stronger. And… when you finally orgasm, your walls will give way to my seed.” Fuck. Even describing it made her hotter. Lily, too, obviously. “So if I make you cum, say, after twenty rounds of edging, it will be much, much stronger. Then this…” she gasped, leaning over Lily’s body. “Will be much more potent… maybe even more than I expect. Maybe you’ll give me twins, or even triplets.”
Just the thought of that made her cackle and gasp. Magnolia leaned further in, crushing both Lily and their poor strained sex. She thrusted faster, harder, deeper, getting closer and closer to her end. But no, she was not going to cum unless she did along with Lily. That was how it worked. Magnolia needed to breed them. She needed nothing else. 
The intervals of edging grew shorter, into mere seconds. She’d take the vibrator off the millisecond before Lily would explode. With every edge, the sex felt exponentially better. It was unfathomable at a certain point. The number of edges soared into the double digits. 15. 16. 17.
“On twenty,” she hissed into their ear, “I’m going to make you my fucking breeding slut.”
18.
“Yes, Mistress,” Lily gasped. Their mind was truly broken by the edging.
19.
“Are you ready?” she asked dominantly.
Lily nodded. They were ready for anything.
20.
Both of them came at the same time. It was the most heavenly thing Magnolia could ever truly imagine. Their walls grew tighter, twitching around her cock as it emptied all of its seed into Lily’s womb. She thrusted as deep as humanly possible, snapping them in half. Thrusting harder, not letting a single drop drip out from their cunt. Lily thrusted back, their hips dragging them further and further onto her orgasming member.
It felt like hours before either of them were done riding it out. Magnolia agonizingly slid out, readjusting her pants together as she collapsed onto Lily’s torso. She pulled Lily’s panties back up, not allowing them to waste anything. They were so muscular… their hips were so supple and soft… they were going to be perfect for child-bearing. If this worked.
Magnolia kissed them. Roughly. Hard. Even after all this, she still could think of new ways to claim them. Lily giggled like a silly ditz as she lifted. Magnolia had to wonder if they could actually qualify as ‘intelligent life’.
“Now, let’s see our results.”
As she pulled away, Lily laid on the experimentation table in bliss. She felt like she came a gallon of semen into them. Anxiously, she grabbed some random scanning device – whatever she could – and placed the ultrasound radar onto their pelvis. She scanned them, up and down, hoping to find…
That.
She watched her sperm travel seamlessly into their womb. And connecting.
It worked so quickly. So well. They were impregnated.
She bred them.
Magnolia glanced back down at Lily, a sadistic, triumphant smile on her face. “We did it. You’re pregnant with my offspring,” she announced. She made them carry a part of her in them. Magnolia could never guess something like this would be so scintillating. “How does it feel? How does it feel to know I bred you successfully, idiot? That you’re now carrying a part of me inside you?”
Lily giggled. Magnolia got the impression they couldn’t think of much else to do.
“Well,” she grabbed another restraint from the wall and chained it around their neck – a collar. “I suppose I have no reason now not to bring you back with me, pet.”
Her pet. Her breeding slut. Her vessel. She was going to do this over and over again. She couldn’t wait.
Magnolia pulled Lily close to her, whispering into their ear. “And don’t worry,” she smiled. “You won’t be infertile for some time. I’ll be getting plenty of more use out of you after this round.”
~~
        Magnolia woke up. And she was furious that she did.
        She wasn’t just angry. The sickness had slammed into her like a truck. She was congested, feverish, fatigued… nowhere near as high as how she was in her dream.
        Holy hell. What a fantastic dream. She couldn’t remember the last time she had a dream quite that potent. Looking down, she recognized the dampness in her panties.
        “M-Mistress?”
        Magnolia nearly jolted out of her skin to see Lily. They were as they were, ditzy and subby and stupid, just more… flustered and blushy. Oh, no. Please don’t tell me they saw that.
        “Yes, plaything?” she croaked out.
        “Are you… okay?” they asked delicately. “You looked very, um… excited. Did you, um… have a dream? What was it about?”
        Magnolia flushed furiously and turned around in her bed. “It doesn’t concern you, plaything,” she denied. “I need more rest. Close the door behind you.”
        Lily clearly wanted to ask more questions, but relented. They left and closed the door shut, turning the lights off.
        Magnolia laid disoriented, recounting every single second of that dream she could. She swore every button of hers was pressed at once. Every major kink she had worked itself in. Experimentation roleplay wasn’t one she’d done with Lily, but she’d have to take note on that.
        And that last scene… That was definitely not a kink Magnolia knew she was into. Guess even I learn new things about myself occasionally. Obviously, it wouldn’t be an ideal kink in practice, but the thought of it… god, fuck, it almost got her going again. Were it not for Magnolia actually knowing what she wanted in her future – that not being a part of it – she would have pinned Lily down and jumped on the opportunity as soon as she got well.
        Just in case she changed her mind, though… she grabbed her notebook and hastily wrote down ‘to do: get Lily pregnant’. As hot as it was to think about, she’d never actually do it, of course. 
Probably.