The Futa Pill: You Decide to Wipe Your Cum off Paris's Skirt with Toilet Paper (Patreon)

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Your cheeks are burning with embarrassment. Your cock goes soft as you sink to your knees and grab up wadded rolls of toilet paper. You just exploded on your rival's skirt. She's your new boss. You are fucked if she decides to end your career.

You ball up the toilet paper and rub at her cock and wipe it off her skirt, wincing at the stains left behind. Little bids of gummy, pearly spunk remain in the fabric. You throw your first wad away and then snag some more.

“Hurry up,” hisses Paris. “Before your jizz ruins my skirt.”

“Sorry,” you mutter and start dabbing, letting the absorbent toilet paper soak up the cum.

You swallow, your heart beating in your chest. You clean more and more of it up, but there are wet spots behind. You don't know if they'll stain or if they'll dry and go away. You struggle to think about your past encounters with guys.

How badly did cum stain? You didn't think it did. Not if you wiped it up well. And it always came out in the wash. “I don't think it'll be ruined,” you say. “It should be fine. You know, cum doesn't really stain.”

“You must be an expert on it,” she said, bristling. “With that big cock you've been hiding in your panties.”

You swallow and stand up, throwing the wadded ball of toilet paper into the toilet. Your cheeks are utter molten right now. You have no idea what to do. How to handle this situation. Should you stand up for yourself? Tell the truth?

“How do you have that?” Paris demands. “It's huge. Don't tell me you've been tucking that away in you.”

You shudder. You could lie to her and just say your transgendered, or you could come clean and admit what the pill did to you.

What do you choose?

Do you decide to tell Paris the truth about how you became a futa?  

Do you decide to lie to Paris about how you gained your Futa dick?