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The next morning, after Tanner left, I put in the fourth largest size plug in my bottom. This was the first one which engendered more than a little discomfort getting it in. The pain only extended for the moment the widest part went past my sphincter, settling for tenderness after it was embedded. I took the photos and posted them to the website as usual. When the posting was made, I went into the shower and removed it, cleaning it off and replacing it in the box. I looked at the largest one. It looked so huge. But if I wanted to guarantee Tanner my anal virginity, I needed to give it to him tonight. If he was to get it tonight, I had to prepare my ass with the largest plug.

I smothered my anus with lube, then added more to the butt plug. I tried pushing it in, relaxing my sphincter as much as I could, but as soon as it became painful, I had to stop. No wonder the sizes were gradual. If one had to start with the largest, it couldn't be done, and I was essentially skipping a size and not allowing myself to be accustomed to the smaller one before graduating to the largest. I had to find a way to get it in.

There had to be something I could do beside applying lubricant to it. I needed some way other than trying to push it past the muscular ring. All of a sudden, I thought of sitting on it. I needed a flat surface the plug could stand on and let my body do the work. The floor would work, but I wanted something cleaner and higher. I looked for a chair or stool with a flat surface, but all of our furniture had either cushions or curved surfaces. Eventually, I looked around the bathroom and realized I could use the edge of the tub, or even the toilet seat with the lid down. I set the plug on the toilet lid, but the surface was a little curved and a light plastic, and I was afraid it might tip at the wrong time.

I set it down on the tub's edge. It didn't wobble and looked fairly sturdy. I added more lube to myself and the plug. Pushing it part way in, I crouched over the tub, holding it steady, then sat down. Fuck! The pain as it went in past the widest part was excruciating. Fortunately, it quickly subsided to a dull roar as the plug seated itself in my bottom. This size was no longer mildly uncomfortable, it bordered on painful. If I was going to give my ass to Tanner, I had to tolerate the size. It wasn't only the width of this one, it was the length as well. I hadn't measured the plugs, but this one looked to be around six inches long and I could feel it moving inside me. Taking some ibuprofen to ease the discomfort, I gave myself time to get used to it before leaving to meet Suki.

The drive to the prop store was a religious experience. Any bump or pothole causing my ass to bounce on the seat, sent a jolt of lightning through me, centered on my anus. Normal road vibrations were transmitted through the glass rod to the nerve endings in my bottom and I found myself becoming aroused, enough so I worried my panties were becoming wet. When I got to the prop store, I arrived just seconds before Suki, who I saw walking towards me down the sidewalk, drinking Starbucks coffee. I waited at the door so we could go in together.

Going inside, we spoke to the clerk about the items we wanted. Surprisingly, they had a lot of their props divided up by time periods, so she led us back to the section depicting the time period in question, and left us alone to pick out what we wanted.

"Why are you walking so funny?" Suki asked. "You're moving as if you've got a stick up your ass."

"I do, in a manner of speaking. I've got the largest butt plug in me today."

"I thought you were doing the largest size tomorrow?"

"That was the plan. I changed it. I wanted Tanner to have me tonight."

"What's the rush?"

I couldn't tell her the real reason. If I didn't do Tanner tonight, someone else might have my anal virginity and I didn't want them to have it.

"You said we'd be done early today and it gives me the chance to set the mood at home. Plus, when you start to paint tomorrow, I won't have anything in my bottom."

"How much mood do you need for someone to fuck your ass?"

"More than you, apparently."

"How big is it?"

"About this long." I held my hands apart. "And this big around at it's widest." I curled my fingers to show her. "And this wide where it's anchored now." I narrowed the circle to show her."

"Shit! It is a stick."

"Quite. It has to be to prepare me for Tanner. He's fairly large," I said.

"So you said. So this last one is Tanner's size?"

"Tanner's longer."

"You found yourself a big boy, huh?"

"So I'm told. I don't have a lot of comparison, but I'm assured he's on the large side." Actually, I had more comparison than I wished for, but of the other five cocks I'd seen, Tanner's was the largest. Only the one I hadn't seen felt near to Tanner's size inside me.

"Good luck," Suki said. "You might need it."

We found several items in the prop place to use for my painting. Suki got a cart and we filled it up with the items we wanted. We brought them to the cashier.

"How long do you want them for?" She asked.

"Three to four weeks, I should think," Suki said.

"That long? Most rentals are for a few days."

"I'm doing a painting. It will take longer."

"Of course. You might want to paint these items first, then return them. We charge by the day. I'll charge you for three weeks, but you'll receive any money back for unused days. Please call if you'll need it past three weeks."

"Do all the items work?" Suki asked.

The clerk looked it over. "The lamp works. The gramophone turntable turns, for movies, but it doesn't play. They have to dub the music in. Everything else is static."

Suki nodded. The clerk rang us up and Shizuko paid. We loaded the things into both our cars.

"Meet you back at the house," Suki said.

"I'll see you there."

Once again, the drive was interesting, to say the least. There was one cobblestone street I had to drive to get to Suki's which nearly brought me to orgasm. I was beginning to see why people might find anal sex acceptable. Thankfully, it was only about four blocks long. If it had been longer, who knows what might have happened.

The first thing Suki did after we got to her house was take some more pictures of me in the morning sunlight. She had printed out an eight by ten picture of the pose we wanted and using that, got me back into the correct position. She set the camera on a tripod and set it up to take pictures every ten minutes. She told me to hold the pose and while I laid there, having my picture taken at regular intervals, she unloaded both cars and brought everything into the house, setting it up around me. Without stepping between me and the camera, she turned her living room from something modern to a scene from the past. After about ninety minutes, my body was complaining from holding position so long and I said something to her.

"Geez, I'm sorry. I should have given you a break after an hour. Get up, stretch, move around. I'll stop the camera."

I got up and did some stretching, working the kinks out, while looking around at what she'd done to the place. Except for the couch, which still looked modern, it was transformed.

"We have to do something about the couch," I said. "It doesn't fit here at all."

"I know. I don't really want to rent a couch though. I have no way to haul it here, and no place to put this one if I replace it temporarily."

"It wouldn't look so odd except for the fabrics. The styling could be a little old fashioned, but the fabric pattern is too modern," I said.

"I know." She thought for awhile. "Erin's grandmother has some old things. Her house is like a museum. Maybe Erin and I could borrow something from her to give us the look we need. I'll check with Erin when she gets home. Let's look at the photos and see if we want to make any changes to the set up and see which lighting looks best."

"Sure."

We looked through the nine photos taken so far, comparing them to those from yesterday.

"I've got to say," Suki said, "I like the morning photos much better for lighting than the afternoon ones. The contrast between light and shadow is much more dramatic."

"I agree," I said. "The ones around 10:30 both days look the best. We should also turn on the lamp behind me and see if that makes a difference, good or bad."

"Done. What do you think about the rest of the items? Anything we should move around there?"

I pondered the question. It looked pretty nice now. Suki had put a book on the floor, though it was a placeholder; a Harold Robbins novel instead of a period author. The plate had plastic fruit. We wouldn't replace it with real food until it was time to paint it.

"I'm thinking the flowers should be half in the light, half in the shadow. It looks too staged at the moment. I think the book should be 'Women in Love', by D. H. Lawrence. It has erotic qualities which would fit the theme we're creating; woman reading a book, thinking of pleasuring herself. It came out before the 1920's. 'Lady Chatterly's Lover' wasn't published in English until around 1930. I think it's an interesting play on your own situation, since you and Erin are lovers."

"Perfect. I love it," Suki said. "I love both those ideas."

She adjusted the vase with the plastic flowers and turned on the lamp.

"Get back on the couch and I'll take a few more pictures."

Acquiescing, I lay back down and let her take some more photos to see what the affect of the changes were. Finishing up, we both agreed they looked almost perfect. Only the couch needed changing.

"I think we're done for the day," Shizuko said. "You can put your clothes back on and I'll see you back here tomorrow at eight-thirty."

"I told Tanner I'd try to pick up some books for him from the library; some new author he really likes. Would you like me to pick up 'Women in Love'?"

"I thought I'd just use any book and put the title on it," Suki said, "but sure, why not, if you're going anyway."

"No problem. See you tomorrow."

"You'll have to tell me how tonight goes, with Tanner. Whether or not you like anal sex."

"I won't give you the details, but I can say whether I liked it, I suppose."

I never made it to the library.