Amber and Bernard were two strangers from opposite sides of town who just so happened to be visiting the Science Museum on the same day. Amber was tall and busty, wearing that “big black and beautiful” look well, while Bernard was small and thin, the attractive kind of skinny guy, like if the love interest from a romance manga was black. Secretly, the two of them did have one thing in common; each was wearing a chastity device. Amber was testing her endurance by seeing how long she could go wearing a chastity belt, whereas Bernard was trying his cage out for the first time.

Between Amber looking at the exhibits and Bernard being uncomfortable, neither noticed the “Wonders of Magnetism” machine sparking, smoking and throwing off strange waves that were more felt than seen. It wasn’t until Bernard felt a powerful yank on his penis and Amber, her hips that they knew something was wrong. But by then it was too late, and their crotches collided with a faint “clang” muffled by their clothes. Embarrassed, Bernard tried to step back, but an uncomfortable tug on his chastity cage stopped him. What was worse, because Amber was taller than him, she was bending over slightly so his feet could still touch the ground, pushing those beautiful, dark, barely-contained melons right in his face. He growled in annoyance slightly as his cage became a whole lot tighter.

“Hey, get a room you two!” one of the museum goers taunted, not realizing the two of them were stuck together. Amber giggled nervously.

“Um…hi, ma’am.” Bernard blushed, “Could you take a step back please?” But Amber didn’t move; she was looking at the machine.

“Wonders of Magnetism…are you wearing anything…metal…down there?” she whispered. He nodded.

“Is it something that can be removed?” she asked “Mine can’t. It’s a…it’s not a piercing.”

“Mine can’t either. Not without a key anyway. And I don’t have it with me.” Bernard whispered. By now, they were drawing stares, leading Amber to cover her face in shame and Bernard to…get more uncomfortable down south. Was he enjoying the stares?

“A…anyway, let’s go get ourselves unlocked. We can figure out how to separate them later.” Bernard suggested and the two of them awkwardly waddled out of the museum, trying not to look at those phones pointed at them.

Once outside, the two strangers had a painful tug as they tried to go to different bus stops. After some debating, the two of them decided to go to Bernard’s home first as he was newer to the whole chastity thing and the tugging and jostling was getting painful for him. The bus ride wasn’t much better; with the bus weaving through traffic, it was hard for anyone to remain standing and after enough times of being thrown into an empty seat, they decided to simply stay there, Bernard holding onto Amber for stability. Of course, that just made their situation look even more like sex, with a woman sprawled on the seal, a man on top of her and holding her, their crotches never coming apart. Eventually, they reached Bernard’s home and he was able to unlock himself. Afterwards, Amber left, taking his chastity cage with her. He never saw either again.