The Futa Pill: You Let Cassie Come with You as You Dart to the Restroom (Patreon)

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“Fine,” you say. “Come with me. Something happened.”

“What?” she asks, relaxing her grip on your arm.

You shake your head and head towards the restroom. Cassie follows after, matching your hurried step. Your futa-cock throbs inside of your skirt. It's hard and painful. You bite your lip, afraid of what will happen if anyone else sees this.

You burst into the bathroom and Cassie follows.

“What's wrong?” Cassie asks. “Are you sick?”

“I grew a... a...” You swallow. “I grew a futa-dick.”

“What?” she asks. “You mean...”

You turn around and point down at your crotch. She gasps, seeing the front of your charcoal-gray skirt bulging. She bites her lip and then her cheeks flush. She takes a few steps forward. She rubs at her hands.

“You really did,” she whimpers. “Wow.”

“I know,” you say. “And it's hard. I...”

“Right, right, in the stall.” Cassie darts forward, her blonde hair swaying about her shoulders. She grabs your hand and drags you towards the last stall.

You shudder as she pulls you in and closes its door behind you. Her blue eyes fall down your thighs. Then she grabs your charcoal skirt and hauls them up. She licks her lip, this eager delight burning across her expression. She exposes the tops of your thigh-high stockings then your light-blue satin panties bulging with your new cock.

“Wow,” she whispers.

You squirm as she grabs your panties and tugs them down. You gasp in relief as your new cock pops out. It thrusts from the shaved folds of your pussy. Your cock throbs and aches. Your heart races. You squirm and then gasp as she touches the tip, her finger stroking it.

“That futa-pill did this?” she asks. “Gave you, what, a futa-cock?”

Futa-cock... 

“I guess. It's wild, right. And... And... I'm so horny.” You want to masturbate, to make the pressure go down. You want to ask her to live to give you some privacy. “I feel like... You know.”

“I bet. You need some relief.” 

Cassie looks around. She licks her lips and then stares at your cock. Is she thinking... Flashes of her sucking your cock burst through your mouth.

She lucks up at you and says, “We're in the bathroom. No one would know.”

A hot shudder runs through you. But what will it mean for your friendship if you let her? You swallow, your heart thundering in your chest. What if it ruins it? What if she hates sucking on your futa-cock?

But what if it will feel amazing?

What do you do?

Do you accept Cassie's offer of help? 

Do you tell Cassie that you'll masturbate your cock on your own?