The Futa Pill: You Tell Paris the Truth About the Futa Pill (Patreon)

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You don't see any way out of it. You have to tell her. “I swallowed the futa pill.”

“You swallowed the futa...” She frowned. “You mean... your failure of a weight-loss pill?”

“And lowers anxiety,” you mutter.

Paris shakes her head and licks her lips. “You're telling me that you took that pink pill of yours, and then this grew.”

You swallow and nod your head. “Right, Cassie. That's what happened.”

Cassie mutters something beneath her breath, still kneeling on the ground.

“And I was just so overcome with the... the need that it generated, well, I couldn't resist. I just had to fuck her mouth.”

“With your... cock.” Paris shudders. “Is that your... clit?” Her green eyes sparkle. Her nipples press hard against the front of her blouse.

“Yeah, that's my clit,” you answer.

She shakes her head, looks you in the eye, then she whirls around and stalks out of your cubicle without saying another word. You blink at that, shocked that she would so easily leave. You glance down at Cassie.

“What was that about?” you ask.

Cassie shrugs, her shoulders stiff. She rises, adjusting her blazer, tucking back a portion of her cream blouse into her pin-striped slacks. She glares at you, her blue eyes harder than any sapphire you've ever seen.

“You're lucky we're not in so much trouble after what you just did,” she hisses. “You just... just rammed it into my mouth.”

“Sorry,” you say, wincing. “I just got carried away, but...” You glance in the direction Paris went. “Why did she leave so fast. Aren't you curious?”

Cassie lets out an angry snort.

You want to follow Paris, but you also need to mollify your friend. You crossed a line, and have to make it right, but... Paris was acting weird. You itch to know.

What do you do?

Do you chase after Paris to see why she abruptly left?

Do you try to mollify Cassie's anger?