The Futa Pill: You Stop Fucking Paris Bent over your Desk (Patreon)

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“Cassie's right,” you groan and rip your dick out of Paris's cunt, you hand still pinning the redhead down.

Cassie nods her head in satisfaction. “See you're finally gaining some senses.”

You wince. She's still mad about forcing her to suck your dick. You want to apologize, but Paris hisses, “Get that dick back into me! Don't be a pussy! If you're going to fuck me, than do it right!”

“Quiet,” you hiss at her, hearing people squirm around.

“Oh, embarrassed about what you were doing?” demands Paris. “Embarrassed that you were about to get caught fucking me with that huge dick?”

“Huge dick,” asks Todd

“Nothing, Todd,” you say quickly then, in a hissing whisper, “Let's just go to the restroom or something. I'll keep fucking you then.”

“No, you started this here,” Paris demands, “so get that dick back into my cunt or else.”

“Okay, what is going on?” Todd asks. He peeks over and gasps out in shock, seeing your futa-dick coated in Paris's juices. He ducks back down and you can hear the weaselly brown noser running off, saying, “ I'm getting Ms. Kato.”

“Oh, shit,” Cassie says. “I'm not getting in trouble.”

Cassie slips out. You want to stop your friend, but everything is happening so fast. Paris is squirming, trying to stand up. Your cockis throbbing. People are gathering around your cubicle. They are seeing your girl-dick. They're murmuring, talking. Your cheeks are burning.

“Get that dick back in me!” Paris hisses. She breaks free and grabs your slippery dick. You groan, wanting to cover up. “You started this, so you will fucking finish it!”

“I...” you start to say when the watching crowd scatters.

Your stomach sinks.

Your boss, Ms. Kato, appears. The Japanese woman radiatesauthority. From her black hair pinned-up into a bun, to her bloodless cheeks and bright-red lips pursed tight. She stands in her blazer and pencil skirt, everything buttoned up to perfection. Not a hair out of place. A necklace of pearls, so tight they're almost a choker, encircle her neck.

Her vein pulses in her throat.

“What sort of degeneracy is this?” Ms Kato demands, her words icy.

Your cock goes soft in Paris's grip. You don't know what to say. The hard woman's slanted eyes fall on your shrinking girl-dick. You swallow, not sure what to say, how to defend your actions at all. She shakes her head.

“You are both fired. Clear out your desks.” Her eyes narrow. “Do I need security to escort you out?”

“No!” Paris says stiffly. She gives your dick a hard squeeze. “Stupid tranny, you should have just finished fucking me. Then it would have been worth it!”

She marches pass you and Ms. Kato. You swallow, alone with the boss even though you can feel the entire office quivering around you, listening through the walls of their cubicles. You want to melt into the floor. Her eyes flick down to your cock again, for a moment a gleam of interest appears.

Then she whirls away and marches off.

You gather your things: purse, a few personal items from your desk. You hug them tight to your chest as you slink to the elevator, shoulders bowed. You feel everyone watching you. You notice Cassie. Your friend shakes herhead, still pissed at you.

She turns away.

You sigh and reach the elevator. You push the button. The ride to the lobby feels like an eternity. Fired from your first job out of college. Nathaniel, Larson, & Public Chemicals is one of the most prestigious companies around.

You'll have a hard time finding a job after this.

Your new cock sways between your thighs as you trudge out of the lobby. You feel the two security guards, fit men in blazers, eyeing you as you cross. They know you're not allowed here. That you were bad.

You swallow and step out into the bright, warm afternoon. The sky is blue above. The sun caresses your face. A woman saunters by, her skirt tight about her rump, her blouse low-cut, giving a nice jiggle to her tits.

You can't help but track her as she passes. Your heart beats in your chest. You still have your new futa-cock. Outside of the office, you can find the time to enjoy it. To study it and learn all about it. You have a new life ahead of you.

You're a futanari now. Time to make the most of it.

You Were Fired and Lost Your Friend Ending

Note: Links are to give context to the choices!

Do you put away your cock and hope Miranda doesn't see?

Do you keep apologizing to Cassie?

Do you choose to keep apologizing to Cassie?

Do you push Paris into the bathroom stall?