The Futa Pill: You Let All the Women Accompany You to Deandra's Lab (Patreon)

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You see all those women, the excitement in their eyes, and a naughty thought pops into your mind. Test subjects. That's what you need. You need women to test the futa-pill on. To find out if it works on everyone.

Your futa-dick throbs hard as you say, “Okay, let's go.”

“Thank you,” moans the Indian woman. “I'm Pranya. This is my department.”

“She rocks,” says a busty brunette.

“Thank you, Carla,” Pranya says, nodding her head. “Okay, let's get in. We're going to...”

“The labs,” you say, pulling Cassie and Miranda in with you. “We're going to test the futa-pill and its efficacy. Doesn't that sound hot?”

“Yes,” squeals a petite blonde. She darts in ahead of Carla and stops right before you. “I'm Amanda.”

You say your name and she grabs your futa-dick through your skirt, cooing.

“You are one lucky woman,” your friend, Cassie, whispers into your ear.

You wink at her then groan as she kisses you.

As your tongue duels with Cassie's, more and more women press into the elevator. Amanda is pressed tight against you. Her small breasts are quivering against you. Her nipples are hard points. You shudder, your futa-dick throbbing in your skirt as you are so eager to do naughty things with her and the other women.

“Which floor is the lab's on?” asks the Black woman. You can see her out of the corner of your eyes. She's by the panel.

“13th, Dominique,” says Miranda who's pressed against your other side.

“Let's go!” Amanda purrs, squeezing your cock through your skirt.

You whimper into Cassie's lips.

The elevator lurches down. Your heart pounds louder and louder as it lurches. This is a wonderful treat. You're shuddering, shivering. Your tongue duels with Cassie's. Your cock throbs in Isabelle's naughty grip.

The women are gasping, chatting. Their words are spilling through the small box, echoing around you. They all sound so excited. They're shifting around. As you kiss your friend with hunger, you can see eager faces around you.

“This is going to be so much fun!”

“Are we going to get cocks like hers?”

“How did she get that?”

“Our company must be into some pervy research.”

“Big time. Love it!”

The elevator slows. Dings.

“Let's go, ladies,” Pranya says, stepping out. Her cinnamon hands clap together.

You break the kiss as the ladies flood out into the hallway. They're all giggling and talking. A black-haired girl is at the lead, her hips wiggling in a tight skirt. She whirls around, her hazel eyes bright as she holds out her hands.

“This is going to be awesome!” she says, grabbing the Thai woman's hands. “I can't wait to find out what's going on.”

“I know, Lois!” the Thai woman says.

“Ooh, we're going to have fun!” a slender, black-haired woman with green eyes says. She smiles at you.

“Mmm, we are,” purrs Amanda squeezing your futa-cock.

Just then, Lab 4's door opens. Dr. Isabella Murphy, the woman who developed the pill Paris pioneered, steps out. The pioneer of the “slut” pill, as it was nicknamed, blinked in shock. She stared at all the women.

“What is going on?” she asks, glancing at you. “I just heard from Paris you're joining the team along with Deandra. Did Paris send down all these women?”

“Oh, no, this is something else,” you say as Isabella squeezes your cock. “We're, uh, testing out Deandra's pill. Just making sure it works.”

“On humans?” Dr. Isabella's blue eyes blink. She runs a hand through her sleek, black hair, her breasts rising and falling in the bronze blouse she wore beneath her lab coat. “That sounds dangerous. Now, my slut pill is far safer.”

“Slut pill?” giggles Amanda, squeezing your cock. “We're getting something hotter. The futa-pill!”

“Hotter?” asks Isabella. “Well, if you say so. My pill has some interesting effects on women's libido. You might all enjoy it.”

Your futa-dick throbs. There's something about the way she says that. Then you wonder about the nickname of the two pills, named by their scientists. Deandra turned Phendexrohol-Uraciline Tamrixillin and called it the “futa” pill. Only it really turned you into a futa.

Dr. Isabella's Sulfaridine-Laxic-Uraciline Tamrixillin she nicked named the slut pill. You thought it was just because of the acronym, but what if it did something else. You seem to recall Paris hinting not only was it a weight loss pill but also something akin to female Viagra. And you do have a group of twelve horny women, counting Cassie and Miranda, to study how it affects them. However, a bunch of women with dicks sounds hot to you, too.

Testing the slut pill would earn you points with Ms. Kato, too, while testing the futa-pill would go against your boss's direction. Which pill do you decide to continue teasing on?

What do you do?

Do you ignore Dr. Isabella's offer to test the slut pill and lead the women to Deandra's lab? 

Do you take up Dr. Isabella's offer to test the slut and lead the women into her lab?