The Futa Pill: You Continue Into Paris's Office

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The lights of Paris's new office flick on. It's bare save for a desk with a phone attached. Nothing else is in it. It's not even a large office, but it's better than a cubicle. Proof that Paris has one of your feud. Her pill came out on top.

Even though your pill gave you this cock.

She squeezes your dick even harder.

“Paris!” you gasp as the pain shoots up your cock. Your knees buckle and then bend. You sink to your knees which finally pulls her hand from your poor clit-dick.

“Mmm, that's where you belong,” she coos. “You have no idea how hot this is.” She grabs her light blue skirt and drags it up and up her legs. “Just makes me so wet.”

This strange excitement spills over you. You lick your lips, this hunger growing in you to see her panties. Her pussy. You want to eat your first cunt. The futa-pill has rewired your sexuality. You can't believe it.

You want to devour even Paris's skanky twat.

She exposes a black thong clinging to the shaved folds of her pussy. A tangy musk fills your nose. The sent of her aroused pussy. She finishes bunching up her skirt around her waist. Then she hooks her thong and yanks it to the side.

A shaved pussy gleams before you, a landing strip of red hair leading down to that juicy twat. A gold ring pierces her clitoral hood, juices coating it. The tangy scent grows louder, your futa-dick throbbing as the pain fades.

She grabs your hair and yanks your head forward. “Eat it, slut!”

She presses your face right into her snatch. You shudder, the scent of her muff filling your mouth. You're going to do it. You're going to eat her cunt. You can't help yourself. You flick your tongue out and taste your first pussy.

Well, another woman's pussy.

Paris groans in delight. Her breasts quiver and shudder. She groans in pure delight. Her smile broadens. She wiggles her hips from side to side and nods her head in pure delight, clearly loving what you're doing to her cunt.

“Mmm, that's it,” she coos. “That's what you got to do to me. You got to feast on me, don't you?”

“Uh-huh,” you moan into her cunt.

“Ms. Richardson! That's how you'll address me, slut!”

“Yes, Ms. Richardson,” you groan, not caring. You just want to feast on her more and more.

You slide your tongue through your rival's pussy. You lick at her. Devour her. You feast on her with such hunger. You're enjoying yourself so much. Your cunt is on fire. Your dick throbs. You revel in this wonderful delight.

You grab her thighs and devour her. Your tongue slides through her folds to brush her clit piercing. She gasps as you play with it. Her red hair dances around her face. Her large tits jiggle in her blouse.

You bat her piercing. Then you suck on it. You grip it with your lips and tug on it. She moans, loving it. Her tangy juices coat her jewelry. You swirl your tongue around it. She throws back her head in delight.

“That's it, slut!” Paris hisses as she shrugs out of her blazer. Her scarlet blouse cups her large tits. “Mmm, just like that.”

She pulls that off, next. A black, strapless demi bra cups her large breast. The fabric cradles those jiggling mounds. As you suck on her clit, she unhooks the bra and removes it. She shrugs it off her shoulders and smiles in delight at you.

“Mmm, yes, yes, you're just loving my cunt, aren't you. My clit piercing.” She squeezes both her large tits, kneading them. “Going to make me cum.”

“Yes, Ms. Richardson,” you groan.

Your hands clench her lush thighs. You hold tight, fighting your own need to cum. You thrust your tongue into Paris's pussy. You swirl around in her tangy depths. She wiggles her hips from side to side while your futa-dick throbs. Begs to be in her.

You flick your tongue back to her pierced clit. You kiss it. Suck on it. You play with it and love how she gaps and cries. Her passion echoes through the room. The sound is such a delight for you to hear. It makes you smile.

Your cunt clenches in aching need. You nibble on her. You suck and love her. It's an incredible rush for you. You can't wait to make her explode. Her moans grow louder and louder. She jiggles her tits in her hands.

“slut!” she gasps. “Oh, my god, yes!”

Her body heaves.

Tangy juices gushes out of her cunt. They bathe your mouth. You open wide and drink down your rival's delicious cream. You revel in it. Hot juices spill over your lips and down your cheeks and chin. Your tongue darts out, caressing her thick folds.

Paris's moans echo through the office. Her passion resounds. They echo over and over through the room. They're so exciting for you to hear. They have you shivering in delight. You squirm there, smiling up at her, your lust having you feeling dazed.

“Mmm, that was delicious,” she purrs and steps back from you.

“It was, Ms. Richardson,” you coo with all honesty.

“Now, I think I have just the thing for a naughty slut,” she purrs. “Get naked and I'll get it out.”

“Yes, Ms. Richardson,” you pant and bolt to your feet.

You strip off your rose-hued blouse in record time, popping the buttons through their eyelets so fast you almost lost one or two. You rip it off, your tits bouncing in your light-blue bra. You reach behind you and unhook it. Meanwhile, Paris is fiddling around in her purse, her naked back sliding down to her skirt bunched around her waist. She has a great ass.

Your futa-dick throbs.

You free your round tits and then shove your skirt over your hard cock. You gasp as the charcoal-gray fabric presses your clit-dick down. It bends farther than it should. You whimper then moan in relief as it springs free and bobs before you. It sways there, precum dripping from the tip. You pant, heart pounding.

Your skirt dropping to the floor, you shove your satin panties down off your rump and roll it over your thighs. You shiver in delight as you bring it down to your feet. You step out of it and shiver, your breasts swaying and bouncing before you. Naked, you face her, futa-dick throbbing.

She turns around with a hot-pink dildo attached to a black harness.

“You had that in your purse?” you gasp.

“Uh-huh,” coos Paris. She steps into the harness and slides it up her dainty legs. “It's so hot pegging guys up the ass, but I bet you're even more fun to fuck in the pussy.”

You goggle at that. “What sort of guys do you date?”

“Weak ones.” She licks her lips. “Mmm, and you're a weak dickgirl, aren't you. Mmm, yes, I'm going to enjoy this!”

She deftly adjusts the harness around her waist, her pink end thrusting from her pussy. She smiles at you and a shiver ripples through your body. You're not sure you're ever going to get to fuck Paris with your futa-cock, but you know she's certainly going to fuck you.

“God, I've not into girls really,” purrs Paris, stroking the shaft, “but I've wanted to fuck your smug ass with this. Bend over my desk.”

“Yes, Ms. Richardson,” you gasp and rush forward. As you pass her, you notice it has pink bumps on the outside.

You quiver and bend over her desk. You press down into the surface and shudder. Your cunt clenches as she moves behind you. Your nipples throb against the waxed-smooth surface of the desk. You squirm, futa-dick swaying, pussy juices running down your thighs.

Paris moves in behind you. The tip of her toy just grazes your pussy. You quiver, knowing she's about to thrust hard into you and pound you. A whimper of need bursts from your lips. You press your hips back, wanting to swallow her strap-on.

“Slut!” she groans. “You are such a wicked thing.”

She thrust her dildo into you.

You gasp as the bump shaft spreads wide your sheath. The texture massages your inner flesh. You whimper and groan. This wild heat rushes through your body. You groan, tits jiggling and shaking from the wonderful impact of her fake-dick sliding into your cunt. She buries deep into you. Hard. You groan, eyes fluttering.

“Oh, my fucking god!” You moan. “Holy shit, that's wonderful, Ms. Richardson!”

“I bet it is,” she coos. She slides her hand around your thigh, leaving it buried to the hilt in your cunt. She grabs your futa-dick. She strokes slowly up and down it. Your cunt clenches on it. “You're going to explode on my cock, aren't you.”

“Yes, Ms. Richardson!”

She draws back the dildo. Your pussy squeezes about it, savoring the massaging bumps. They tease your pussy, make you feel wicked. Incredible. You shudder there then gasp as she slams back into you. She buries her fake-cock to the hilt in you while pumping her hand up and down your huge clit-dick.

Her crotch cracks into your butt-cheeks. They jiggled from the hard impact. You groan, your body shuddering on the desk. Your tits rub into the surface, the tingle from your nipples shooting down to your cunt.

Your pussy clings to that massaging dildo. That fake dick massages you in such delicious ways. Paris fucks you hard. Her big tits smack together behind you as she rams her rubbery cock into your cunt.

“Yes, yes, you love that, slut!” she hisses. “Mmm, my dickgirl-slut! Yes, yes you're big cock loves my dick pounding your cunt!”

“Love it, Ms. Richardson!”

“Yeah, they always do!” She pumps away faster. Harder. She drives her strap-on, and all those delicious bumps, into your cunt's depths. “Fuck, yes!”

She pumps away hard and fast. She slams her girl-dick deep into your cunt over and over again. You groan, your eyes squeezing shut. The pleasure surges out of your cunt, feeding the ache at the tip of your cock.

You're going to have another orgasm.

You clench your twat around her fake dick. You whimper. Moan. You shudder as she slams that bumpy shaft into your depths. Her hand fists your futa-cock. She pumps up and down it with wild strokes, building and building the pressure at the tip.

More grows deep inside of you. Your futa-cum aching to explode out of you. It won't be long. Not with her fucking you with such powerful strokes. She's going to have you cumming on her fake cock like the dickgirl-whore you are.

“Ms. Richardson!” you groan, on the verge of exploding.

“Mmm, do it, slut!” she moans, pumping her hand up and down your futa-dick. “Let me feel your cock erupt on my shaft! Yes, yes! You're going to spurt so hard, bitch!”

“So hard!” you agree, screaming towards that amazing moment of climax. “Ms. Richardson!”

You tremble there, your orgasm building so fast. You gasp as the pressure hits that breaking point. Her hand slides up your futa-dick to the spongy crown. Her fake-cock slams to the hilt in your cunt, stimulating her flesh.

You explode.

Cum fires out of your futa-dick. It splatters the floor beneath her desk. You buck on it, your cunt writhing and spasming around her dildo plunging into you. You gasp out in delight, the pleasure rushing through you.

“Ms. Richardson!” you howl, your juices gushing out around the dildo while your cum splatters the floor.

“Mmm, yes, you love my cock!” she pants, slamming that dildo deep into you. Her rump smacks into your ass. It jiggles and quivers. You squirm on it, panting and groaning. “You are my bitch!”

You whimper through your orgasm and listen to Paris groaning through hers. The scents of hot pussies fill your nose. Hers and yours. You quiver there, enjoying the wonderful musks. They tickle your nose. Your heart beats, pumping blood through your veins. You pant and gasp, so glad to enjoy this amazing bliss.

“Oh, that was incredible, Ms. Richardson,” you sigh.

“Mmm, you really liked that, didn't you?” she coos, shifting that bumpy dildo around in your twat. She leans over you, pressing her tits into your back. They're so soft but her nipples are hard. “You're my bitch now, aren't you?”

“God, yes!” you moan, this futa-dick of yours heightening your sexual desires. It feels so right to submit to her.

“Now, how did you get that cock, slut?”

“The futa-pill, Ms. Richardson!” you gasp. “I took it and it grew.”

She laughs, rising up and ripping the dildo out of your quivering pussy. Such mirth bubbles out of her. “Get dressed. We're going to go down to the lab to get it.”

“Yes, Ms. Richardson,” you purr in submissive acceptance. You know you're going to be her bitch forever.

And the next time she fucks you with a cock, it'll be with the real deal not that rubbery delight. You shiver, wondering what your life will be like as the bitch to your rival? You're excited to find out as you snag up your panties.

You're Paris's Futa-Bitch Ending

Note: These links are to provide context for the pole.

Do you apologize for fooling around with Cassie?

Do you continue on to see Deandra, leaving behind all these women?

Do you tell Paris the truth about the Futa Pill?

Do you press Paris's ass down on the restroom counter and fuck her from the front?