The Futa Pill: You Choose Deandra to Relieve Your Futa-Cock (Patreon)

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“Deandra,” you groan. “You made this, I think it's only fair you get to enjoy it.”

“Damn,” Cassie mutters, squirming.

“Oh, you won't regret this,” moans Deandra, throwing off her lab coat in a flash. She kicked off her flats at the same time she peeled off her crimson belly shirt. She drew the cloth up her ebony skin and reveals a dark-gray bra with pink lace. Her little titties jiggle as she throws her top to the ground and undoes her bra in a flash.

You groan at the sight of her small, ebony tits coming into view. The scientist's hips wiggle as she unfastens her skinny jeans. Your girl-dick throbs in your panties and skirt as you watch. You rub your thighs together, your thigh high stockings whisking together. Deandra rolls her jeans down her thighs, exposing a pair of bright-blue panties.

“She didn't even match her bra and panties,” Cassie moans, her fingers undoing her bra as she leaned against the counter.

Deandra shrugs. “Who cares about that. I have a futa-cock to fuck!”

She spins around, revealing that she's wearing a pair of cheekies, most of her dark rump exposed by the high cut of her panties. It wasn't a thong, didn't vanish in her crack, but came close. She reached her exam table and bent over it. Wiggling her rump, she peeled down her panties, exposing that ebony flesh. She went lower and lower, her trimmed bush coming into view, her hair dark and curly, coated in her juices.

Her panties fall down her lithe legs. She steps out of them as she spreads her feet apart. Her pussy lips part, her pink peeking through her bush. She moans, looking over her shoulder at you as she wiggles her rump.

“Well, you going to fuck me or what, futa?”

“Yes,” you moan, rushing over on your heels. Your dick throbs in your panties as you hike your tight, charcoal-gray pencil skirt. You draw it up to bunch around your hips as you reach her, your breasts bouncing in your bra.

“That dick would have felt incredible in me,” mutters Cassie.

“Sorry,” you tell your friend as she shrugs out of her cream-colored blouse, her round tits constrained in a purple bra. “But Deandra is the reason I have this big clit-dick.”

“SO fuck me with it!” Deandra moans. She reaches between her thighs and parts the folds of her pussy more, her juices gleaming in her inner depths.

“Yes,” you moan and shove down your light-blue panties. The satin slides over your thighs then whisk down your stockings. You step out of them, your dick throbbing before you.

You line up at the scientist's juicy twat, your dick throbbing in your hand. You press it into her thick bush. You groan at the feel of her silky pubic hair caressing the tip of your dick. This wanton delight surges through you. You bit your lower lip, wanting to slam into her and fuck her hard.

Why not?

You thrust with all your force into her pussy. Deandra gasps. Your cock buries to the hilt in her tight, juicy snatch. Your crotch smacks her ebony rump while your tits heave in your bra. You groan, loving the feel of this moment.

You're in your first pussy.

Hot snatch squeezes down your dick. Pleasure races up your futa-cock. Your pussy drinks it in, juices trickling down your thighs to the top of your stockings. Your heart screams at you. You draw back your hips.

“Fuck yes!” gasps Deandra. “Oh, Futa, that's incredible. It's a dream come true. You have a dick and a pussy. You're so hot!”

“So are you!” you gasp as you bury back into her, your dick soaking in her molten cunt. “Oh, god, this is the best.”

“I bet it is,” mutters Cassie.

You glance at her round breasts jiggling as she wiggles out of her slacks, revealing purple panties. You wink at your friend as you fuck Deandra. You plow your cock in and out of her cunt, her pussy squeezing around you.

The friction is incredible. Delight rushes down your clit-dick and spills through your cunt. Through the rest of your body. Your nipples ache, your breasts hot, constrained. You attack the buttons of your rose-hued blouse as you fuck Deandra hard, fast.

In a flash, you thrust your blouse open. It slides down your arms, your tits heaving in your satin bra. The blue cloth cradles them. You throw off your top and then reach behind you to undo your bra, your hips thrusting hard.

You pound her as you free your tits. Your bra joins your blouse and panties. Your round, lush tits heave before you as you fuck the scientist's cunt hard. Her pussy juices soak your dick as you pound her.

“Oh, yes, yes, yes!” gasps Deandra. “Ooh, that's incredible. Fuck, yes.”

“Mmm, I bet it is,” moans Cassie. You glance back at your blonde friend. She's naked, sitting on the counter, her finger rubbing her golden bush. She stiffens, and you know she just penetrated her cunt. Envy burns in her eyes.

“You'll get your chance,” you moan as you slam your dick deep and hard into Deandra's pussy.

“I know,” Cassie whimpers. “I'm just being a selfish cunt. Ooh, that looks amazing.”

“Feels amazing,” gasps Deandra. “I've never had anything that big in me! Oh, shoot, fuck me, Futa! Ram that huge dick in me!”

“Yes,” you gasp, that wonderful ache building and building at the tip of your cock. You're cumming closer and closer to erupting. To firing your spunk into her depths.

You can't wait for that amazing moment of rapture. Your tits are heaving as you plow her. Deandra's butt-cheeks ripple with every thrust into her pussy. Her hot flesh clings to you, massaging the spongy crown of your dick.

It's more sensitive than your clit ever was.

“Oh, yes,” you moan, your ovaries drinking in the heat.

“Fuck her, cum in her!” moans Cassie. “Ooh, just ram that dick into her.”

“Uh-huh,” you whimper, pounding Deandra.

“That's good,” moans Deandra. “But now my asshole! You have to test your cock in my bowels, too!”

“Holy shit!” you howl.

You stare at Deandra's cute ass. Your pale hand part her dark cheeks apart, revealing her winking asshole. With a growl, you rip your futa-dick out of her pussy. Your cock emerges dripping in her juices.

As you press it between her butt-cheeks, you can't help but thinking how wild everything has gotten. This is your life, and it is amazing. You press your cock against her asshole, feeling the wrinkled texture.

You've never been fucked in your own ass. Now you get to do it.

“I love being a futa,” you howl as you thrust forward.

“Yes!” Deandra moans as your cock presses on her asshole.

“Jesus,” groans Cassie in the background. You can hear her fingers plundering into her pussy, masturbating hard.

Deandra's sphincters spread wider and wider. She groans and squirms as you press deeper and deeper into her. You're delving into her bowels. She shudders, her asshole clenching about your dick as you penetrate deeper and deeper into her depths, her velvety grip holding tight to you.

The velvety massage is so different from her pussy. Hot and tight, yes, but it's rougher. Not as silky nor as wet. You don't care. It stimulates your cock. Her bowels feel amazing about your clit-dick as you go deeper and deeper.

Your pussy clenches. Juices spill down your thighs as you groaned, your breasts jiggling before you. “Oh, wow, Deandra. Is this what you want? My big futa-dick in your tight ass!”

“Uh-huh,” the scientist moans. Her bowels squeeze about you. “That's good. Ooh, yes, yes, you're in me.”

A smile spreads across your lips. “Yes, I am!”

You draw back your cock, the friction incredible on her asshole. Pleasure spills through you. Her asshole's tighter than her cunt. It grips your cock, almost clinging to it. You arch your back, grabbing her hips.

Then you drive back into her.

You bury your dick to the hilt in her bowels. Your crotch smacks into her ebony rump. Her butt-cheeks jiggle. She moans, squeezing around you. She shakes her hips, stirring your dick around in her bowels. The stimulation ripples through your body.

You smile. Your tits heave as you pump your hips, building back to your orgasm even faster. Your ovaries are drinking in the heat flowing down your dick and melting through your pussy. You savor it, pumping hard.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Deandra moans.

“Ooh, fuck her hard,” whimpers Cassie. “Just pound her! Ooh, yes, this is hot! You're just thrusting that dick hard into her, aren't you?”

“So hard,” Deandra whimpers. “Oh, damn, she's pumping hard and fast. Yes, yes, I'm going to cum!”

“Are you an anal slut?” Cassie whimpers, her own voice throaty.

“Yes!” Deandra howls, her bowels clenching about you.

The feeling is incredible. You thrust your dick into the depths of her bowels with every ounce of strength you have. You grip her hips, pumping faster and faster. Your tits heave. Your hair dances about your shoulders. Your dick throbs and aches in her asshole's depths.

She squeezes around you. She shifts and shakes her hips from side to side, massaging your cock. The pleasure grows and grows. You stroke her sides. You love the feel of her skin rippling beneath your hands.

“That's it!” Deandra moans. “Oh, yes, Futa!”

Her bowels convulse around your dick. You draw back, feeling them rippling about your cock. Your eyes widen in realization. She's cumming on your big futa-dick. Her asshole is celebrating the feel of you.

“Shit!” you gasp and slam back into her.

“You're so big! You're a futa!” Deandra's back arches. “Cum in me, Futa! Fire that girl-cum in me!”

“Yes!”

You thrust hard into her.

“Do it!” Cassie moans, her frantic masturbation sounding faster and faster. That juicy sound echoes through the lab, matching the rhythmic slap of your crotch against Deandra's rump.

You bury into the climaxing scientist. The ripple of her bowels swells the ache at the tip of your cock, sucking at your ovaries. They brim. They tighten. Then they unleash a flood of your cum. It fires out of your futa-dick.

“Finally!” Deandra howls. “A futa's cumming in me!”

“Yes!” you groan, your pussy convulsing and futa-dick erupting.

Those dual pleasure surge through your body. The waves of rapture sloshing out of your cunt and jolts of ecstasy firing from your dick. Both sensations fill your body, electrifying and drowning your mind all at the same time.

Juices gush down your thighs. Your back arches, tits heaving as the pleasure ripples through you. You groan, hands flexing. The pleasure burns across your mind. You sway, lost to this amazing delight as Deandra's bowels milk out every drop.

“Oh, damn!” you moan, tits rising and falling as you pant. The last of your cum spurts into her. “Oh, damn, that's incredible.”

“Mmm,” purrs the scientist. “Now it's time to take measurements.”

“Huh?” you pant, stepping back and sliding your cock out of her asshole with a wet plop.

“Go sit down on that chair,” Deandra says, straightening and pointing to her right.

“Okay,” you pant.

You stumble over to the chair that Deandra has motioned to. You sit down, your futa-dick bobbing and throbbing. She gathers a notepad, a set of calipers, and a beaker. Your cum stains her crack, pearly against her ebony skin. She kneels before you, her small breasts quivering.

“Mmm, that smells good,” she purrs then she licks your cock, licking her own dirty ass off your dick. You can't believe she would do something that nasty. Her tongue flutters up to the top. She swirls it around your shaft, making your dick twitch and your pussy clench. “Mmm, my but tastes good.”

“Wow, you're a freak,” your friend says. She brings her pussy-coated fingers to her mouth, sucking on them.

“I am,” Deandra purrs. She licks your dirty ass one last then grabs her calibers. She spreads the two ends wide and measures the length of your cock. She notes it down. Then she measures your girth. She nods in satisfaction as she jots down those dimensions, too.

“You are bigger than any dick recorded in the literature,” said Deandra. “That's just what the pill was supposed to do. And you're still hard after cumming in my asshole. Do you feel like you have another load in you?”

You think about it for a moment, your dick aching. “I think so.”

“Fast cum production is another thing it's supposed to have.” She grabbed the beaker. “Next, we have to see how much cum you ejaculate.” The naughty scientist flashes you a naughty grin. “Tell me when you're about to cum?”

“What?” you ask.

Instead of answering, she swallows the tip of your dick, still dirty with her own ass, and sucks. The pleasure slams through you. Your eyes bulge at the feel of her hungry mouth sliding up and down your cock, her tongue dancing.

“Damn, Deandra,” you groan.

Her mouth works up and down your dirty dick, her cheeks hollowing as she sucks you clean with depraved hunger for her own asshole. Her tongue dances around your cock, buffing your tip clean. Her other hand grips the gradient beaker, rubbing the cool glass against your thigh as you squirm.

“She is going to town on you,” Cassie moans. You shake your head. “She doesn't care at all that it was in her mouth.

Your dick throbs in Deandra's mouth at the naughty thrill of ass to mouth. “She doesn't care one bit,” you moan. “Ooh, Deandra, you want my cum you don't care how filthy this is.”

The Black scientist moans, her hair swaying. Her silver nose ring glints as she bobs. She works that mouth up and down, her tongue dancing. Her cheeks hollow. Her dark eyes stare up at you with such passion.

It's like she's always wanted to suck a futa's cock clean of her asshole. Now it's her chance. She gets to love your dick and savor the taste of her ass. She's savoring every moment of it. Her tongue dances around the top of your dick, making your toes curl as the pleasure builds and builds in you.

“Damn, Deandra,” you moan, your eyes fluttering.

“Make her cum,” Cassie moans, one hand kneading her tit, the other diddling her pussy, sliding through her blonde folds

“She's getting me there,” you pant, squirming on the seat.

Your pussy clenches and relaxes. Your orgasm builds faster and faster. You groan, clenching the armrests of the chair. Cassie watching and Deandra sucking you with such enthusiasm is swelling your orgasm so fast.

“I can't believe I'm going to cum again so soon,” you whimper. “Guys can't do this.”

“No,” Cassie moans, her voice throaty. “Mmm, yes, yes, Deandra, make her cum! She tastes so good.”

The ache at the tip of your futa-dick swells. Your pussy clenches. Your ovaries drink in the heat flooding through your twat. Each time Deandra sucks, she sends a wild surge of lust through your body. You groan and gasp, twitching on the chair.

You can't take much more of this delicious torment. Her hot mouth loves you. Your hand shoots out, grabbing her hair draped over her fade. You feel her shaved-smooth skin beneath. You tremble, the chair creaking.

“Just a little bit more!” you groan.

“Cum in her mouth!” pants Cassie, squeezing her tit, her other hand rubbing at her juicy cunt.

“Yes!” you gasp. At the last moment, you remember what Deandra asked. “It's happening. I'm about to erupt!”

Deandra pops her mouth off your now clean dick. She strokes you with her right hand, ebony fingers pumping up and down your pale shaft, and aims the tip of your cock at the beaker. You squirm. Your cunt clenches and ovaries tighten.

The feel of her hand caressing the sensitive tip of your cock as she jerks you off sends you howling into rapture.

Your dick explodes.

Hot cum fires into the jar. Your jizz splatters across the rim. It spills down the glass, pooling at the bottom. You groan with each eruption as you fire more and more of your pearly futa-spunk into the beaker. The level rises, climbing up the hash marks printed in black on the outside of the glass.

“Yes, yes, yes, that volume!” gasps Deandra, her eyes wide. She trembles! “You're already ten times what a guy erupts. Twenty. Thirty!”

You keep cumming, your pussy convulsing as you feel half the jar up. Your pearly spunk swirls around in there. Deandra squeezes out the last few drops. They dribble into the container, run down the side, and merge with the rest of your passion.

“7.5 milliliters!” she gasps. “That's about fifty-five percent more than the average man ejaculates. Yes!”

“It's amazing,” Cassie quivers. “You fired that much cum into my mouth!

“Into my asshole,” Deandra groans in awe.

“I did,” you pant, feeling great. “This pill is amazing.”

“We don't know that yet,” said Deandra. “We need to test it.” She darts to the side of the room, her naked tits quivering and your cum coating her butt-crack, and wrenches open a cabinet. She pulls out a bottle. “I have to take one.”

“Wait, what about me?” gasps Cassie. “You're the scientist. You can't be the guinea pig.”

“But...” Deandra whirls around, facing you. “I have to take it. It works. This my dream.”

Cassie stares at you. “It's your project still. You're the lead. You can't let the scientist be the guinea pig. I'm still willing to take it like earlier.”

You swallow. Should you risk Deandra, the only one who might fix an issue, or should you go the safer route and have just Cassie take it. Of course, if you want to really test it, the more the merrier. You can have them both take it.

What do you do?

Do you let Deandra take the futa-pill? 

Do you declare that Cassie will take the futa-pill? 

Do you tell them both to take the futa-pill? 

Author Note: As you can see, only one choice this time!