The Futa Pill: You Ignore Dr. Isabella's Offer to Test the Slut Pill and Lead the Women to Deandra's Lab (Patreon)

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“Sorry, Dr. Isabella,” you say, winking at the black-haired scientist, “but we're on the futa-pill project. Right, ladies.”

“Oh, yes,” Pranya said. “We are.”

“Ms. Kato told us to do this,” Cassie added. “You know Ms. Cato.”

“Oh, yeah,” Dr. Isabella said, her voice growing a little tight. “Well, okay.”

You know that's not the best idea, but you're eager to continue on with the futa-pill testing. Down the hallway is Lab 7 where Deandra works. Your heart beats as you lead Cassie, Miranda, and the ten women from customer service towards it. Your heels click and echo down the hallway. Your futa-dick throbs in your panties. Already, you miss Amanda groping your cock.

You reach the end of the hallway and throw open the door. You sweep into the austere laboratory. What was a quiet room explodes into chatter as the women flood in behind you? Deandra, sitting at a metal lab table and eating her lunch, blinks in shock at the sight of you.

The Black scientist shakes her head, her short hair, buzzed with a fade on one side, swayed about her head. Her silver nose ring catches the light while her eyes widen behind her glasses. She slips off her stool, her lab coat swaying over her crimson belly shirt.

“Um...” she blinks. “Why did you bring all these women down here.”

“I'm Pranya from the customer service department,” Pranya says, stepping up beside you. “We're here for testing.”

“I thought we were shut down,” Deandra says.

“This is why,” you say and lift your charcoal pencil skirt, exposing your futa-dick tenting the front of your blue, satin panties. “I took the pill and look what it did to me. I grew a cock.”

“You became a futanari!” Deandra gasps and rushes forward. Her glasses slip on her nose. “This is outstanding. It worked.”

“What?” you blink.

“This is what it's supposed to do,” she says, falling to her knees before you. She yanks down your panties. Your futa-cock pops out, thrusting from the shaved folds of your pussy. Her ebony fingers grasp your cock. “It's a clit-dick! A futa-cock! It really worked!”

Your jaw drops.

“You engineered this to have this effect?” Cassie asks.

“Yep,” says Deandra, licking her lips. “Why do you think I nicknamed it the futa-pill.”

“Because of its name,” you say. “No one can say Phendex... Phendrex... Phendrohol Ura... See!”

“Phendexrohol-Uraciline Tamrixillin,” Deandra rattles off without missing a beat. “Well, true, but I knew it would do this so I made sure it was the futa pill!” She squeals. “Ooh, this is so exciting and...” Her eyes widen. “You're here to do product testing.”

You nod.

“You mean, you want to have all these lovely women test the futa-pill?” Deandra asks, a wicked gleam in her eye.

You nod again.

“Oh, yes!” she says. “Okay, let's see. Ooh, everyone gets naked and.. and... Line up by breast size.”

“Me?” you ask.

“Well, yeah, you can get naked, but I was talking to our twelve volunteers. We need to divide them into two groups and why not by boob size.”

You shudder as clothes began flying off. Everywhere you look, there's a new pair of breasts bouncing out of a set of bras or a shapely ass bared as a pair of panties slide down gorgeous legs. Your futa-dick has never felt higher as you see tits of all shapes and sizes. Some are shaved. Some have landing strips or triangles. Others have thick bushes.

You shake your head and begin stripping off your own clothing. Your shaking, your heart racing a mile a minute. This is so hot. You can't believe this is really happening, but it is. Cassie giggles at you, her round breasts bouncing before her.

“Come on, hurry up,” she says. “You're lagging behind.”

You peel off your bra, baring your round breasts. Even Deandra is naked, her small, ebony tits quivering as she draws back on her lab coat. She has a dark bush adorning her pussy, her dark-brown nipples hard.

You strip down to your thigh-high stockings as the women begin arranging themselves in a line, comparing tit sizes. At the small end stands Amanda, her small breasts topped by pale-pink nipples. She has a big grin on her face.

Beside her is the green-eyed, black-haired woman. Her tits are slightly larger cones, but still delicious handfuls. “I'm Vivian,” she says as Deandra steps up, writing down names. “Ooh, this is exciting.”

Next was Hathai, a gorgeous, Asian girl with a round face and plump lips, her breasts still small and delicious. Beside her was Michelle, her tits a respectable handful, round and topped by puff-pink nipples. Her sandy-blonde hair framed her face.

Then came the redhead Miranda who winks a green eye at Deandra.

“Lois,” the next woman says, her short, black hair falling down to her shoulders, her round tits jiggling.

“That's the cut-off for Group A,” says Deandra. “The cute titties group. Now for the big boobies.”

Cassie is next, your blonde friend beaming, her breasts jiggling. Pranya, the naughty head of customer service, has a lush pair of ripe breasts. Her reddish-brown skin is a delight to behold along with her silky, black hair.

“I hope you pick our group,” purrs Milly, the enthusiastic member. She has a huge smile, her brassy hair swaying about her face. “It'll be awesome to be like you.”

“Yes!” moans a Hispanic girl with a large pair of breasts. She grabs your cock, stroking you. “I want one of these.”

“You are?” you ask.

“Rosalita,” she purrs, her Latina accent light but delicious.

“And I'm Carla,” says the busty brunette, her pink nipples hard and thick.

“I knew that,” you say, giving one of her large breasts a huge squeeze. “And you're Dominique.”

“Yes, I am,” the Black woman says. Her tits are amazing, soft and ripe, the biggest of the group. Her nipples thrust even darker from her areolas. She flicks a pink tongue across her dark lips. “Mmm, the things I can do to you.”

You wink at her and step back as Deandra finishes jotting down her notes. You step away with the scientist. She leans over and whispers, “Okay, which group gets the pill and which group gets the placebo.”

You shudder, your eyes flicking from Group Cute Titties with all those petite and lovely women, including that sexy redhead, Miranda, or should you go for Group Big Boobies and let your friend, Cassie, have a shot.

Which do you choose?

Do you select Group Big Boobies to get the futa-pill?  

Do you select Group Cute Titties to get the futa-pill?