She took a breath.

"I want to give myself a cock and fuck you with it," she said, in a breathless rush.

Her fingers paused as I squinted at her, trying to understand.

"A... strap on?"

"No."

"Um..."

I rolled away from her and raised myself on my elbow. I must have looked very puzzled because she began to chuckle.

"Your face tells a story," she said, gleefully.

"Are you telling me you... can change your...equipment?"

"Yeah. Well... some of it. Not that I do it much, given my particular speciality... but... it's always an option for us."

"You guys get to have all the fun," I said, tartly. "How...