The Futa Pill - You Take the Pill Yourself

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Your fingers rip open the baggie. 

Cassie trembles beside you. She looks over her shoulder, peering around the office. “Are you sure you want to do this?”

You pause, the pill now resting in your open palm. It feels so heavy to you. “You were willing to try it.”

“I might have been crazy,” she says. “I mean... It doesn't cause problems, right?”

“Not according to Deandra,” you say, trusting Deandra Mitchel, the chemist who engineered the “futa” pill, as the drug is nicknamed. 

No fear. Your project is at stake. You can't hesitate. You pop it into your mouth. Swallow. The thick pill lodges in your throat. Your eyes widened. You cough, struggling to swallow it. Cassie gasps then hurries away as you swallow again, forcing down the pill into your stomach.

You can feel it sitting in your churning acids. If it works as an antidepressant, it should be calming you down soon. You stand there, waiting while you digest it. It should be entering your bloodstream soon, affecting you.

Please, let there not be any side-effects, you beg to some unseen power, your face suddenly flush. Oh, god, please let there not be any side-effects.

Cassie rushes up, her breasts jiggling in her cream-hued blouse, her open, pin-striped vest swaying. You can't help but notice just how sexy her clothing is. She's turned the masculine into the feminine. Her legs look great in her pants, the fabric hugging those lithe thighs and clinging to her shapely waist. 

A warmth forms in your pussy.

“Here,” she says, thrusting a paper cup at you, the cheap, wax-covered kind that comes from the five-gallon water bottle in the break room.

“Thanks,” you say, downing the cool liquid in a single gulp. It soothes your throat and slides down to your stomach.

“Well?” she asks, her blonde hair looking cute about her face. Her blue eyes have a sparkle to them that you've never noticed before. 

A smile crosses your lips. 

“Are there any side-effects?” Cassie asks.

“I'm feeling... warm,” you say, so aware of your hardening nipples and that wet heat building in your pussy. You fan your face. “Is it warm in here?”

“No, it's a little chilly,” Cassie answers. “The AC's too high. As usual.”

“Mmm, Ms. Kato likes us working,” you say, licking your lips. “Other than the, uh, warmth, I'm not really feeling anything but...”

Your words trail off. An itch builds in your pussy. It's almost like a scratch or that urge to masturbate, but a little different. It's tingling, almost like the pins and needles when your arm falls asleep after laying on it weird. Your head cocks to the side, your brows furrowing.

“Is something happening?” Cassie asks. She steps closer to you, her perfume filling your nose. “What is it? Are you okay?”

“I'm fine,” you say, squirming. Your cheeks are growing warm. You can feel your friend's breast pressing on your arm as she rubs your lower back. 

Her tits feel... nice.

You blink at that. Nice? Since when did you find a woman's breast nice?

The liquid heat swells in your pussy. “I think... I think it's making me... horny.”

“Really?” Cassie leans in. “Like Paris claims her pill does?”

“Yeah,” you say. “Ooh, this is great.” The prickling increases on your clit. It almost is uncomfortable, but you can ignore it. “If it's a female Viagra then...”

Your clit burns.

It feels engorged, swollen. It's almost painful now as it throbs with your heartbeat. Your panties suddenly grow tight around your pussy, squeezing about your bud. A groan rises in your throat as your pussy clenches.

“What's wrong?” your friend gasps as you sway, your clit pressing against your panties.

Something really, really weird is happening to you. Options flash through your mind. you can tell your friend that it feels like your clit is growing, you can head into the bathroom to examine what's going on in your panties, or you can head down to Deandra's lab and confess to the chemist that you took the pill and need her help.

What do you do?

Do you confess to Cassie that your clit is getting bigger? 

Do you head to the bathroom to see what's happening in your panties? 

Do you head down to Deandra's lab and confess that you swallowed the pill?