Please. This Is Vitally Important. I Need You To Picture Yourself And Five To Ten Other Transfems That

Please. This is vitally important. I need you to picture yourself and five to ten other transfems that you know and love. I need you to hold the image of you all in your head. Now, I need you to imagine all of you in a steaming cedar barrel hot tub on a cold winters night, deep in the woods. I need you to hear the crackling of the fire in the wood-fired water heater. I need you to smell the thick perfume of steamed cedar wood. I need you to feel the snowflakes melt atop your shoulders. I need you to taste your friends tongue in your mouth, feel all your loved ones hands wandering over your body, over each other, snaking beneath the warm water and up, out, into the thick steam that rises above. I need you to imagine the feeling of them sliding inside you, of you inside them, of groping, of head, of tongues and mouths and breasts in that dark, barely moonlit night, lightened only by the thin seepings of orange glow pouring out around the burner, and the dim yellow flickers of the candles placed nearby. I need you to feel the chill of the frosty winter air each time some part of you rises from the water, and the soothing warmth as you return beneath it. It is of the utmost importance that you imagine yourself and your transfem sisters enjoying a sensual, cozy, debaucherous orgy in a cedar barrel hot tub in the woods on a snowy winter night.