The Futa Pill: You Endure Paris's Tirade and be a Good Employee (Patreon)

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“What are you two up to?” demands Paris as you pull your cock out of Deandra's asshole. It pops out with a wet plop. “You are working for the company and...” Paris'svoice trails off, her tirade coming to an end. “That'sa... You have a...”

“Cock,” you say, squirming. Is there any way out of this where you can keep your job? Paris is above you in the company. Ms. Kato put her there not long before you swallowed the futa-pill and started this whole mess. “It's, uh, just grew today.”

Deandra straightens and turns around, her own girl-dick swaying.

“You both have them,” Paris says, her voice tight. She clutches at the front of her silk blouse, her eyes wide in shock. “That's... I mean... You both have them. I can'tbelieve this. It's... You shouldn't... How.”

Deandra glances at you, arching her eyebrows.

As your futa-dick wilts, you confess, “The pill Dr. Deandra came up with. It, uh, does more than help with weight loss.”

“The futa-pill does that?” Paris demands. She stares at your cock. “You grew that with the futa-pill.”

“Yes,” you say. How are you getting out of this?

“Well, good thing your project is rolled under mine,” Paris says. “Show met his pill. Right now.”

Deandra looks at you again. You give a nod. The futa-scientist sighs and heads over to the cabinet where the pills are kept. Your pearly cum leaks out of her butt-crack, staining her dark shaft. Your joy from cumming has utterly vanished.

“This really works, huh?” Paris asks, her large breasts straining the front of her scarlet blouse. She wears a light-blue blazer over it. The contrasting color makes her stand out. “Let'sfind out.”

“It works,” you say. “What happened here was, uh, a side-effect. That's it. We didn'tmean to have sex on company time. It was an accident.”

“We'll see,” Paris says. “And you, stop taking your time and dragging this out. Don't be a petulant child. You are in as much trouble as her. You better hope these pills do what you claim, or your both terminated.”

You wince. “They do. Okay.”

Deandra hands over the amber pill bottle when she returns. It rattles, a good dozen or more of the pills in there. Paris opens it and shakes out one. The pill sits in her hand. She stares at it for a moment then pops it into her mouth. She swallows with ease.

The bitch probably deep-throats cocks easily.

She frowns and furrows her brow. Her gaze shoots down to her skirt, the same hue of blue as her blazer. She pulls up her skirt fast, the fabric whisking on her legs. She unveils a black thong, the thing cloth stretching as her clit blossomed. In a moment, it was thrusting out the side, swelling into a massive futa-cock with a gold clit ring still piercing it.

“Fuck me, it works,” Paris moans.

“Of course it works,” Deandra says.

“And it cums?” The redhead strokes her girl-dick, staring at us.

You nod, your cock fresh from fucking Deandra'sasshole.

“Then what are you two waiting on?” Paris demands. “Get down on your knees and suck my girl-dick.”

You shudder at the authority in her voice. You swallow and realize that you have to obey. It's your only chance to keep your job. You don't like Paris, but... She does have a sexy clit-dick. It thrusts thick and hard from her shaved folds that peek out around her disarrayed thong.

“Both of you,” Paris orders. “Prove to me that this works.”

“Fine,” you mutter. “Come on, Deandra.”

The futa-scientist sighs.

The pair of you sink to your knees. You shudder, your futa-dick still hard and bouncing before you. Deandra'sdark hand grasps Paris's milky cock. The Black futa strokes it and then leans forward, licking the redhead'sdick, batting the cock ring.

You duck your head in, cheek rubbing against Deandra's, and join her. Your tongue flicks around Paris'scrown, brushing her piercing. It's cold and shifts beneath your tongue'scaresses. Your rival grins down at you as you bathe your cock with your saliva. You dance and swirl your tongue around her cock, gathering the precum that is flowing out of her. Her smile only grows as you please her.

“Mmm, that's it,” she purrs. “Ooh, yes, yes, you like that, don't you. Just a pair of sluts that want to suck on my girl-dick.”

“Uh-huh,” you groan, your pussy on fire.

Your girl-dick throbs and aches. Your tongue licks out again. You dance your tongue over her crown, brushing Deandra'sand playing with the piercing. You feel her jaw muscles working as you please the redhead. She folds her arms beneath her tits, grinning at you.

Paris loves that you're on your knees pleasing her. She'sdelighting in it. You sigh, your futa-dick throbbing hard, and flutter your tongue up and down her cock. Your hand joins Deandra's, stroking up and down Paris's shaft.

“Mmm, now suck it!” she commands. “Take turns sliding your naughty lips around my cock. Show me how well this cock works. How well it cums.”

“Fine, Paris,” you sigh and then press your lips around her girl-dick.

You know it's possible. You and Deandra proved that after the scientist grew her own girl-dick. Your jaw opens wide and your mouth engulfs her cock. The piercing rubs against the roof of your mouth. You suck on her, your own pussy clenching. Heat rushes through you. Your naked body shudders as you worship her.

You bob your head, sucking on the twitching girl-dick. Precum spills over your tongue. You groan, savoring the naughty flavor. Your heart pounds in your chest as you please your rival. Her moans echo around you.

“Switch!” Paris moans. “Let Dr. Deandra have her turn to suck on her creation.”

You pop your mouth off and pant, drool running over your chin. Deandra swallows the milky cock. Her dark cheeks hollow as she sucks on Paris's cock. The futa-scientist moans like she's enjoying it. Her eyes squeeze shut.

“Ooh, yes, yes, you're just a slut for my girl-dick,” moans Paris. “And so are you, aren't you?” She glances at you and moans your name.

“Yes!” you gasp. If it will keep my job, you think.

Deandra pops her mouth off and you engulf the girl-dick. You suck hard, tasting Deandra's saliva. A wicked thrill races through you. Your pussy is so hot. Your cock aches. You want to fuck. To cum. You dance your tongue around Paris'scock, brushing her piercing.

You and Deandra trade that big girl-dick back and forth. You each suck on it. You love it. She moans, her body shuddering. Her body shakes. Her hair tosses back and forth. She whimpers, her breasts bouncing and heaving above you.

“Ooh, that's good,” she purrs. “You are doing something naughty and delicious. You are sucking on my futa-dick. Yes, yes, just like that. Ooh, yes, suck my girl-cock.”

“Yes, Paris,” you moan when it's not your turn.

You and Deandra fist Paris's girl-dick as you suck back and forth. Her shaft throbs in your grip. Her pussy juices soak her thong and spill down her thighs. You suck her girl-dick in your mouth, batting her piercing.

Her face twists in pleasure.

“I'mgoing to cum!” she moans. “But it can't be in your mouth! It has to be on your faces! So I can see it!”

Cheeks burning, pussy clenching, you pop your mouth off her dick. You and Deandra fist her cock. Her gold ring, coated in your saliva, gleams above the slit in her pink crown. Her breasts heaving in her silk blouse. She gasps.

Explodes.

Hot girl-cum rushes out of her pierced cock. You gasp as the salty jizz splatters across your right cheek and Deandra'sleft. Paris's dick erupts again and again. Her spunk bathes your face and the scientists.

“Yes, yes, yes!” Paris howls, watching her cum coat yours and Deandra'sfaces. Her jizz spills into your mouth, runs down your face. “This is amazing!”

You shudder, your head reeling from this moment. You shudder, your heart pounding in your chest. Your dick throbs as she coats you both in cum. Her dick spurts a final time. She sways, panting with her passion as her spunk drips down your face.

“Now lick each other clean!” she commands and slips out of her blazer.

You and Deandra attack each other's faces. You lick up Paris's cum with hunger. Your tongue dances over Deandra's ebony skin, lapping up all the pearly girl-spunk you can. That salty flavor melts on your mouth while your girl-dick gets hard.

Paris purrs the entire time, her clothing rustles as she strips more and more naked. She pulls off everything'sshe wearing. Her large breasts come into view when she unfastens her black, strapless bra. Her hoop earrings and red hair sway as she wiggles out of her tight skirt. Her big boobs smack into each other as she moves. She groans as her futa-dick bobs before her.

“Mmm, look at you,” she purred. “My two naughty futa-sluts just eager to work for me.”

You shudder. The more and more you lick up Paris'scum from Deandra's face, the more you feel like you have submitted to Paris. She rests her hand on your head and Deandra's, stroking you as you lap up the cum.

Then your lips meet with Deandra's. You swap cum back and forth, feasting on each other. It'sso naughty. Your futa-dick aches and throbs, eager to do something naughty while the futa-redhead stands over you, her girl-dick just inches away.

“Deandra, you're going to tell me all your secrets,” she purrs. “Aren'tyou?”

Deandra breaks the kiss and stares at you. “She will,” you say. “We work for you, Paris. It's your project.”

Paris smiles.

Continue on to working beneath your rival as her futa-slut?