The Futa Pill: You Tell Paris She Has to Do What You Say or Else
Added 2020-07-23 00:11:51 +0000 UTCClick here for the first part!
You revel in the power you have over your rival.
“If you do what I say, then you can keep your job,” you tell Paris.
Cassie nods, standing in solidarity at your side.
Paris licks her lips. “What would I have to do?”
You glance down at your still hard cock, this naughty thrill racing through you. This is so hot. You have a pussy and a dick, and now you have your rival right where you want her. You shudder, your dick throbbing with your excited heartbeat.
“I see,” Paris says. “Where. We'd be idiots to—”
You clear your throat in warming.
“It would be foolish to do it here and get caught,” Paris amended, her cheeks blazing red. You can tell she hates having to obey you.
“You have a new office, don't you?” you ask. “Came with your promotion.”
“It's not even furnished,” says Paris. “It'll be a week before I can use it.”
“But it's available, yes?”
She sighs. “Yes.”
You draw up your panties while naughty ideas dance through your head. You pin your cock to your crotch, your dick throbbing and aching with your heartbeat. It's pounding fast in your chest. There are so many delicious possibilities. You tremble as you smooth your cock over it.
“Lead on,” Cassie says, her eyes bright. She must still be horny from sucking your cock. You know you are.”
Paris sighs and whirls around. She marches ahead of you, her ass looking delicious in her light-blue skirt. You follow after, your thigh-high stockings whisking as your pussy grows hotter and hotter. Your futa-dick throbs as you and Cassie follow after.
Your rival leads you through the office, your futa-dick throbbing and aching. There's something to Paris's step, a certain... eagerness. Did she want to please the cock the futa-pill gave you? This new clit-dick you've unexpectedly grown. Your pussy clenches, the heat surging through your body as you march after.
Paris reaches a small office on the other side. There's more than a few middle managers that have them, little more than cubbies, but they had more space than a cubicle and had a window. You can see the outside world.
It exists. A freedom from here.
“Okay,” Paris says, turning around. She slides her light-blue blazer off, her large breasts constrained in her crimson top. “What do you want me to do? Give you a blowjob? Or something else?”
“Blowjob,” you declare, wanting to feel the difference in techniques. It was hot having your friend do it.
Now so would your rival.
“Fine,” Paris says. “Should I get naked.”
“Let's all get naked,” Cassie says. She sounds as eager for this as you. Both of you have long despised Paris.
“Mmm, let's,” you say.
The clothes come off fast. Even Paris's. Her green eyes are locked on the bulge in your skirt as she strips off her crimson blouse. She has a black, strapless demi bra underneath cradling her lush tits. Her skirt drops, revealing a black thong vanishing between her butt-cheeks. Cassie strips out of her pinstriped pants, her panties lavender and sensual. Then her cream-colored blouse slips off, round tits constrained in a matching bra.
You have thigh-high stockings on underneath your skirt, light-blue panties made of satin straining to constrain your new futa-dick. Your bra matches panties. You unhook it, freeing your round tits as Paris steps out of her thong, her big tits heaving in her bra. She's saved taking her bra off for last for some reason. Gold glints in her thick pussy lips.
She has a pierced clit.
“Damn,” you say.
Paris winks at you.
You groan when she bares her round tits. They spill out big and soft, her nipples hard. She falls to her knees before you and yanks down your panties, pulling them down your thighs as your hard cock pops out.
“Tranny?” she frowns. “You have a pussy. What the fuck?”
“Just start sucking,” moans Cassie, her naked, round tits swaying as she steps out of her lavender panties. Juices stain her blonde bush. “Now!”
“Yes!” you moan.
“Fine,” groans Paris. She engulfs the head of your cock. You gasp as she sucks.
She has a wicked hunger to her nursing. There's something bolder about her cock-sucking than Cassie's. Paris's tongue sweeps around your tip. You shudder, your cunt clenching. This wicked surges through you. You pant, shaking your head. The pleasure swells and swells faster and faster. Your cunt clenches.
You're on fire for your orgasm.
This is incredible. You whimper, your pussy clenching as the juices spill down your thighs. Her sucking heats up your cunt. Your new futa-dick throbs in her mouth. Her tongue sweeps around your crown, gathering your precum.
She moans between her sucks. She stares up at you with hungry eyes. Her hands stroke the thigh-high stockings clinging to your flesh. You shudder at her stroking touch, the juices spilling down your legs to soak into the tops of your nylons.
“That's it,” purrs Cassie. She's squeezing her tits. She wiggles her hips back and forth. “Just please her. Ooh, love it.”
“Me, too,” you pant, your body on fire. You're burning for it. This wicked heat surges through your flesh. “Just make me cum. Oh, yes, yes, I'm going to explode in your hungry mouth. Oh, wow, Paris, that's good.”
With every suck, Paris brings you closer and closer to spurting down her throat. To flooding her mouth and drowning her in your jizz. You smile, eager to do just that. You want to fire your spunk and hear her swallow your futa-cum.
You glance at your friend. She's groping her tits as she watches with smoldering, blue eyes. She flicks her tongue over her lips. Maybe she's remembering the thrill of sucking your cock. She kneads her breasts, shuddering.
“I know,” you groan. “It's hot, right? Ooh, she's sucking so hard. It's incredible. I'm going to explode in her mouth.”
“Good,” your friend moans. She shivers, her hips wiggling from side to side. “That's what I want to see. I want you to drown her in your cum. Paris, make her explode. It'll be so hot.”
“I know,” you pant, your heart thudding in your chest. You bit your lip, your cunt on fire for the fun that's too cum.
You can't wait for it. It'll be amazing. Perfect.
Paris sucks harder. Her hands stroke your thighs. Then one slides up and up. She reaches towards your shaved pussy. You groan as she strokes your hot cuntlips. Paris caresses you, her touch electric. It shoots up to your cock.
You're about to cum. You stare down at her face, the pressure rising and rising. You're going to drown her in your futa-jizz. You'll pump so much into her mouth. She sucks harder and harder, her face twisting.
The face that has been so mean to you in the past. The face that has insulted you. Sneered at you. You could coat her in your futa-spunk. You could paint her in ropy lines of your spunk and leave her dripping. Which idea sounds hotter?
What do you choose?
Do you cum on Paris's face?
