Pilot Season: Home for the Holidays (Futa Edition) (Patreon)

For these pilots, I've tried to balance futa and non-futa content, but I must admit a futanari version of the ongoing "Home for the Holidays" has been on my mind for a while. Bringing your boyfriend home to meet your mom and sister is stressful enough, adding futanari to the mix...a different kind of stressful.

Who wouldn't be nervous meeting your girlfriend's mom for the first time? But she greeted him with a broad smile at the door. She was shorter than he imagined, but he quickly realized where his girlfriend got her cute ass from. Shoot did she catch him staring at her ass? Regardless, this weekend was going to go perfectly. He had been taking an experimental enhancement drug for the last two weeks and this was definitely the week it was going to start showing changes. His doctor reassured him that it would just take a while to build up in his system and his little problem would be gone forever. He just had to make sure he exercised every day, and drank plenty of water, and never missed a dose....easy enough right?

They had taken it as a joke! Her boyfriend was always so obsessive about his protein powder and supplements, she figured she could show off to her mom and sister about being athletic herself and now...what was she going to do! It had started as a tightness in her panties during yoga, a heat in her chest and then full on weight between her legs. As she pulled down her yoga pants she was terrified by the python that flopped out, finally breathing a sigh of relief from the restrictive yoga pants. She knew the gasp without even turning around. What could be worse than finding out she had a dick? Having her sister walk in on her? Only instead of a scream of horror she heard:

"Oh thank god, I thought I was the only one."

Their typically uptight mother was surprisingly calm about being transformed into an amazonian futanari.

"Come on girls, let's go outside. Fresh air will help us clear our heads. Maybe do some stretching and get the blood flowing." Of course, none of the women wanted to admit where blood was currently flowing, and fast. Each looked like they were on the verge of a rabid breakdown, consumed by a new lust that no one was prepared for.

He'd gotten up late, sure, but not this late. The house was completely empty. No girlfriend in bed next to him, no noise in the kitchen, so he was shocked to find the door to the bathroom locked. As he began to walk away he heard a click and creak as the door slid open and shadow eclipsed him. Even before he turned around he could feel the heat and hunger emanating from her. 

"Oh good, you're up. Come help me in the shower. I'm all sweaty and can't reach some places at my size now."