The Futa Pill: You Follow Paris to Confirm Your Suspicions (Patreon)

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You have to know if Paris is going for the futa-pill.

You watch her step into the elevator doors. The moment they whisk close, you rush up and watch her car descending. It's counting down from the 75th floor, where you standing. She's going down and down. The numbers flick by one after the other. She passes the fifties, the forties, and then the thirties. Your stomach tightens.

The lab is on the 13th Floor.

She passes into the twenties. You swallow as the elevator passes twenty. She's in her teens and the display is slowing down.

“Fuck,” you mutter as she reaches the 13th floor. Yep, she's going for it.

You hit the down button, calling your own elevator.

“Hey, what is going on?” Cassie asks. Your friend steps up behind you. “Is everything okay?”

She doesn't know what's happened to you. As you wait for an elevator, you can lie to her and just say you have to pop down to the lab. Or you can tell her the truth about your new futa-dick and what Paris is up to.

What do you choose?

Do you lie to Cassie about why you're going down to the lab? 

Do you tell Cassie the truth about the futa-pill and what Paris is up to?