Futa Experiment | I Grew a…

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FutaExperiments_01“How many days a week do you orgasm?”

I looked up from the candy bowl on Dr. Sampson Stein’s desk, red in the face. “Oh, I… never counted.”

“Try to remember.” He positioned his pen eagerly over his clipboard.

“Maybe… five times?” I watched him scrawl, straightening his glasses, which masked his handsome face with a geek facade.

“That’s an impressive masterbation to rest ratio. And what, typically, do you think about when you masterbate?” My cheeks glowed brighter. Why him, of course. Always. “You can list, maybe a few things. Just in general.”

“Men,” I answered, “Brainy men with red hair, glasses,” I put on my most seductive voice. “And six-packs.” Continue reading

Futa Cops | Lock Him Up

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FutaCops_03I put my hand on the back of her head, forcing her down.

“Chief, I don’t think you understand,” I said to the phone cradled between my ear and shoulder. “It’s not about money. I got your balls in a vice.” In response, my secretary lapped at my balls. I spread my legs wider so she could really get in there. “Mhm.”

“What’re you talking about?” the chief snapped. He wasn’t a guy who typically answered to anyone, and doing so put him on edge.

“I’m saying if you piss me off, I’ll smear your DNA all over a dead hookers pussy. That’s what I’m saying—” He started blathering something. My secretary raised her head again, a string of spit trailing from her full lips to the tip of my dick. I pushed her back down. “—That’s right, I got a nice sample from a girl of mine. Don’t think I don’t think of these things.” Continue reading

Futa Cops | Obey Her Law

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FutaCops_02“You’re their pimp, it’s what you do!” Bullwhip spat on my crocodile skin shoes, but I stayed cool. “I could take my frustrations out on them, but that’s not how I do. So here’s the deal. I’ma get you. I’ma fuck you hard, and when you realize it…”

I ignored him because in through my very own doors marched two of the hottest babes I’d ever seen. Sure there were movie stars, porn stars, magazine stars, but this was the real deal. Two sexy photoshop perfect bitches, dressed in skimpy little cop costumes, walkin into The Luxe.

“Are you listening?”

“Yeah, whatever, Whip. Get the fuck outta my joint.” I stood and pushed past him, hardly even noticing their vengeful eyes on my back.  Continue reading

Futa Cops | Under Arrest

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FutaCops_01“Bitch is on my tail,” I grunted. With a hard jerk, I forced the Maserati down a narrow alley. The cop’s tires squealed as he fishtailed. But he straightened out with surprising speed and barreled after me. Trashcans and bum encampments whizzed by claustrophobically close.

I looked in my rearview mirror. “Ha! Guess what? Bitch really is a bitch.”

“A woman?” Clyde, my “boss”, asked over the headset.

“Yep. And hot. Jeez.” I adjusted my mirror for a better view. This pig, or pigette, had bleach blonde hair that trailed over her huge, bouncing tits. With every turn of the wheel, her melons squeezed together, practically popping out of her straining top.  Continue reading

Futa Harem | 3. His First Time Surprise

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FutaHarem_03Cuffed and on my knees, he looked up at them, a mix of horror and awe running through him. They were beautiful. Slender. Delicate. Everything any woman would want to be. But they had the biggest dicks he’d ever seen, and that was including the fake porn star ones!

He wanted to ask them what they were going to do to them. Then to beg for mercy, because, the way the girls’ cocks were gushing precum, it was obvious. But the gag in his mouth allowed him only a miserably moan.

“He’s so pathetic,” said Mia, the sweet, innocent, monster-cocked thing he’d been attracted to from the start. She lightly kicked his rock hard boner with a dainty foot. Al groaned, his erection bouncing tauntingly between his legs. His balls were so tight, he thought they’d pop, but the ladies only laughed at his helplessness. Continue reading

Futa Harem | 2. Disciplining the Groom

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FutaHaremThe ground swayed beneath him. Ropes chafing his skin held him suspended horizontally in the air. This is where the futa had left him.

What they were, he didn’t know. How did those women look so perfect, and yet have seamless, massive… he didn’t even want to think the word. Some kind of advanced surgery? Imported from Japan, likely. Yeah, that had to be it.

The door opened.

He squirmed, panicking. The futa were back.

Jade took leith steps across the floor on her long, muscled legs. Dark skinned and head held high, she looked like an Amazonian warrior or Egyptian queen. The gauzy dress around her body did nothing to hide the huge, throbbing cock underneath. Nor those of the two equally impressive futa flanking her.

“This is not what I signed up for! Let me go!” Alex begged, straining helplessly against the ropes. He swung over the floor. “I have money! Please.”

Jade just smirked. She was looking at his cock, tiny and pitiful compared to her own ten-incher. The futa had bound even this part of him. A rope wrapped around the base of his rock hard cock tight, and down around his balls, separating them. They looked like two pink little cherries ready to pop.

“I dunno, bitch. You seem to be enjoying yourself,” Jade said. Her futa sisters laughed. “Show me how much you like being punished,” she demanded, stepping forward. Alex gaped at the big futa dick coming closer and closer to his face. He cringed away, but there was nothing he could do to escape her.

Jade grabbed the base of her oversized boner and rubbed her tip across Alex’s lips, smearing him with precum. “Mmhm!” he moaned, shuddering. He wasn’t gay. Not even bi. Cocks grossed him out. But why was his dick throbbing so hard for more.

Instinctively, he licked his wetted lips and tasted the futa’s sweet, heady cum. Alex wanted to cry out and beg the futa to play with him harder, but doing so would be to submit.

“Open!” Jade grabbed a fistful of his hair. She pressed her huge futa cock into his obedient mouth. Alex felt her massive girth stretch him as she thrusted. He gagged against the dick, but felt waves of excitement as a moan escaped Jade’s lips. Suddenly he had the desire to please the futanari and prove himself a worthy slave. He would have cried out and told them, but could only hum around Jade’s cock.

“Good bitch,” the futa said, swinging him back and forth against the ropes that suspended him, slamming herself deeper and deeper into his mouth.

The other futa were alongside him now, running their long nails tantalizingly down his bare skin. They were going lower, towards his cock.

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Futa Harem | 1. Bad Boys Get Punished

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FutaHarem“Faster, slave!” Lola commanded. She gave their new playtoy, Ken, a snap of the thong. He yelped and scrubbed the floor as fast as humanly possible, keeping his worried eyes dutifully on the task at hand

“Yes, mistress!” he cried. The five futinari surrounding him giggled. Their long legs were all around him, keeping him trapped in Hard Times Mansion. Above, he could see their short skirts lifted up by their huge, throbbing cocks.

When Ken first came in, he thought they were normal women. Until their dicks started growing. He’d been horrified. Amazed. He’d never seen a man with size enough to rival them. Even the biggest, black pornstars would’ve been put to shame by these ladies.

Each had a dainty hand on her massive appendage, stroking. “Better hurry, slave boy, or we’ll cum all over the floor. Then you’ll have to clean it again!” Precum dripped from the women all around him. He whimpered. scrubbing faster. Felicity, an otherwise innocent looking blonde, teased his cock with her foot. She rubbed up and down his hardon through the tight little panties they made him wear. Her pretty little does slid down his tight balls, separating them pleasurably. If he wasn’t careful, he might cum too.

“Ah! Too late!” Lola screamed, stroking her huge, Asian futa cock rapidly. It throbbed above him.

“No!” But just as he opened his mouth to scream, Lola bust her nut all over his face.

It set off a chain reaction. All five of the gorgeous futa around him were cumming, grabbing each other’s cocks and sharing the pleasure. Their big balls were capable of creating waves of cum, and now they were busting all around him, splashing him, and soaking the floor he’d just cleaned.

“Ohh!” the futa were gasping, rocked by their orgasms. They swayed dizzily, their huge tits swaying with them. “Oh no, slave boy. Looks like you’re not done!” They giggled devilishly.

“Sorry, mistresses,” he said, hanging his head. “Forgive me.” Secretly, he wished they’d punish him. Roll him over in their cum and make him jerk himself off with their seed.

But the futa weren’t paying attention to him anymore. They’d strutted over to the kitchen window, leaning naked on the sink, looking out.

A car engine rumbled. It kicked up dirt as it came barreling down the empty desert road. New victims.

“Ladies!” Ken jumped at the voice. The futa women whirled around, standing dutifully at attention.

“Mistress!” Lola answered for them. Lady Em leaned sexily in the doorway, her long jasmine flower print robe handing open.

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