**Chapter 7: Pleasuring Isten**

As they stepped out of the shower, Lyra and Mia couldn't help but feel a sense of intimacy and closeness. The warm water and soap had washed away any lingering doubts or fears, and they were now fully immersed in the moment. They stood there, wrapped in towels, their bodies still warm from the shower, and their eyes locked in a passionate gaze. Lyra's hands reached out, and she gently stroked Mia's blonde hair, her fingers tracing the contours of her face. Mia's eyes closed, and she leaned into Lyra's touch, her body swaying slightly. The towels, wrapped around their bodies, seemed to melt away, and they were once again lost in the sensations of the moment. As they stood there, Lyra's mind began to wander back to Isten, still trapped inside her womb. She couldn't help but wonder how he was doing, if he was okay, and if he was feeling any of the sensations that she and Mia were experiencing. A gentle smile played on her lips as she thought about him, and she reached out with her mind, trying to connect with him. Mia, sensing Lyra's distraction, opened her eyes and looked at her. "What's wrong?" she asked, her voice barely above a whisper. Lyra's eyes locked onto Mia's, and she smiled. "Just thinking about Isten," she replied, her voice equally soft. Mia's expression turned thoughtful, and she nodded. "I was thinking about him too," she said. "I hope he's okay in there." Lyra's hands continued to stroke Mia's hair, and she nodded. "I'm sure he's fine," she said. "Let's try to make him feel good, then." Mia's eyes sparkled with excitement, and she nodded. Lyra's hands began to massage her belly, and Mia joined in, her fingers tracing the contours of Lyra's stomach. As they touched, they began to stimulate Isten, who was still trapped inside Lyra's womb. Isten, feeling the sensations, began to stir. Despite his predicament, he couldn't help but be aroused by the touch. He felt Lyra's and Mia's pleasure, and he began to respond, his body wriggling slightly inside Lyra's womb. Lyra and Mia, sensing Isten's reactions, smiled at each other. They continued to pleasure each other, their hands moving in tandem as they stimulated Isten. The sensations were intense, and they found themselves lost in the moment, their bodies responding to each other's touch. As they stood there, wrapped in towels, Lyra and Mia felt a sense of connection and intimacy that they had never experienced before. They were no longer just friends; they were now connected on a deeper level, their bodies and minds intertwined. The night had taken a strange and unexpected turn, but in this moment, they were just two women, enjoying each other's company, and trying to make sense of the bizarre situation they had created. Isten, still trapped inside Lyra's womb, was now a part of their intimate world, a passive but willing participant in their pleasure. As the moment drew to a close, Lyra and Mia looked at each other, their eyes shining with a newfound connection. They knew that their lives would never be the same, that they had created something new and special, something that would bind them together forever. And as they drifted off to sleep, Isten still wriggling inside Lyra's womb, they knew that they would always cherish this moment, this night, and the connection they had created.