($5+ Teaser) Futa Note Ch. 71 (Patreon)

She had faint memories of when she became a futa. There was pressure from when her cock grew in, an unfathomable burning sensation that followed as it changed from a pecker to a full blown dick. A similar sensation flared up at her lower back, just above her rump. Prickly heat built around her scalp and in her ears, burning hotter as another inferno consumed her crotch.

None of it was painful, though. The Futa Note made sure it wasn’t, otherwise she’d be screaming in agony, instead she was palming her balls and panting for air. Each breath changed every second that passed, humidity rising all around, so thick she tasted it, the sweltering animal muskiness. It screamed ‘wrong’ to her, like she was indulging in a drug, yet she huffed more as it burgeoned. And the more she did, the better everything felt.