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The hall quieted as she entered, ready to begin the flag ceremony. Ana waited for complete silence before precisely making her way to the front of the room and offering the man standing at attention at the front of the room a three fingered salute.
“Permission to post the colors?” She asked, a seductive lilt in her voice.
“Granted!” he replied with a confused look on his face.
At that, she just. couldn't. help herself: she tore off her pants and pushed those same three fingers deep into herself while she rubbed her clitorus with her thumb. As she fondled her breast with her other hand, her core pulsed and waves of pleasure tingled up her spine. Another pulse of her core led to her clitorus beginning to lengthen. As it elongated, the American flag sprouted from the tip and before long, from her pubis, stood a twelve foot long American flag. Her body shuddered as it stopped growing.
The man at the front of the room looked on in terror as it began to dawn on him that he knew what he had to do: he had to fuck the flag. He clambered onto the stage behind him, loosening his belt as he dropped his pants. He angled the flagpole to align with his anus before shoving it in dry.
As the American flag penetrated his anus, twelve people wearing bald eagle fur suits marched into the back of the room. Each suit had an open panel through which the occupants genitals poured forth. As they reached the front of the room, one by one, they attached themselves to her clitoris-turned-flagpole. As each one did so, her body shuddered with pleasurable waves and, as the last one did so, with her final spasm, they were absorbed into her clitoris and she climaxed. As she did so, the flagpole exploded, drenching the crowd with her patriotic seed.
The crowd, until this moment, had watched in rapt horror. As the seed drenched them, they were freed from the spell of the terrifying scene before them and filled with a new purpose: they were to spread the word. And the flag.

Description
The hall quieted as she entered, ready to begin the flag ceremony. Ana waited for complete silence before precisely making her way to the front of the room and offering the man standing at attention at the front of the room a three fingered salute.
“Permission to post the colors?” She asked, a seductive lilt in her voice.
“Granted!” he replied with a confused look on his face.
At that, she just. couldn't. help herself: she tore off her pants and pushed those same three fingers deep into herself while she rubbed her clitorus with her thumb. As she fondled her breast with her other hand, her core pulsed and waves of pleasure tingled up her spine. Another pulse of her core led to her clitorus beginning to lengthen. As it elongated, the American flag sprouted from the tip and before long, from her pubis, stood a twelve foot long American flag. Her body shuddered as it stopped growing.
The man at the front of the room looked on in terror as it began to dawn on him that he knew what he had to do: he had to fuck the flag. He clambered onto the stage behind him, loosening his belt as he dropped his pants. He angled the flagpole to align with his anus before shoving it in dry.
As the American flag penetrated his anus, twelve people wearing bald eagle fur suits marched into the back of the room. Each suit had an open panel through which the occupants genitals poured forth. As they reached the front of the room, one by one, they attached themselves to her clitoris-turned-flagpole. As each one did so, her body shuddered with pleasurable waves and, as the last one did so, with her final spasm, they were absorbed into her clitoris and she climaxed. As she did so, the flagpole exploded, drenching the crowd with her patriotic seed.
The crowd, until this moment, had watched in rapt horror. As the seed drenched them, they were freed from the spell of the terrifying scene before them and filled with a new purpose: they were to spread the word. And the flag.