On that somber note, Isaac cleared his throat. "Not to put a damper on the mood, but we still have a job to do."
Hold your horses, bug boy, we're not all ready yet!" came a surprisingly sharp reply from Carla. Looking over to see what had caused the uncharacteristic outburst from the shark-woman, the group found her sitting on the shore pumping away at her swollen cock with both hands. "Damn it, this isn't working. I'm fit to burst, but nothing's coming out!"
"Maybe the slime has a secondary effect," offered Isaac. "Making someone incredibly aroused, but unable to find release? That sounds like something a demon would cook up."
"Ten can someone give me a hand? How about you bunny?" Carla asked, turning to Mina. "You want a chance to shine, how about helping a girl polish one off, huh? Come on, please, I'm dying over here," she pleaded, and as they watched, Carla's plum-sized testicles actually seemed to be getting bigger.