The futa's patience begins to wear thin as her arousal reaches dangerous levels. Her grip on your breast tightens painfully while she continues to grind against you, her cock becoming increasingly slick with pre-cum. With a huff of frustration, she releases her hold on your breast and roughly pushes you down onto the floor before straddling your waist.

"Alright," she growls, "if that's how you want it..."

The futa leans down, her breath hot against your ear as she whispers, "Don't be such a tease..." With that, she thrusts her hips forward, impaling herself on your face in one swift motion. Her cock fills your mouth, pressing against the back of your throat as she begins to ride you roughly, using your face as a personal sex toy.

Her movements are fast and powerful, her hips bucking up and down as she takes what she wants from you without any regard for your comfort or pleasure. "

The futa lets out a low moan of pleasure as you choke and gag on her cock. She speeds up, pistoning her hips back and forth, driving her cock deeper into your throat with each thrust. The room is filled with the sounds of slapping skin, grunting and wet flesh as she takes what she wants from you.

With a final cry of ecstasy, she comes hard, filling your mouth with hot cum.

The futa falls limp against the wall, panting heavily for air. She pushes herself off the floor and turns to face you, wiping some of the cum from her cock before leaning in close. "Not bad," she whispers, her breath hot on your ear. "But if you ever try to run again... I'll make sure it hurts."

With that, she straightens her clothes and walks away, leaving you there, spent and used.

Jessica's eyes widen in shock and dismay as Dmitry confides in her about what happened with Rachel. "Oh my God," she whispers, her expression filled with horror. "That's...that's just wrong." She reaches out to put a comforting hand on Dmitry 's shoulder, offering whatever support she can.

"Listen," Jessica continues, "I know we don't really hang out or anything, but if you ever need someone to talk to, or just...

With a scowl and a shake of her head, Dmitry gets up abruptly from her desk, pushing past Jessica on her way out of the classroom. She storms down the hallway, tears streaming down her face as she tries to comprehend what just happened. How could someone she thought was a friend turn out to be just another futa waiting for an opportunity to use and abuse her?

Lyn Bound arches her back, moaning loudly as the hot liquid fills her ears and spills out over her face. Her body shudders with pleasure, and she can feel herself growing wetter by the second from excitement and arousal. The other women in the room watch with rapt attention, their own desire burning brightly beneath the surface as they witness this intense display of passion between two women who are clearly meant to be together.

Rachel's eyes light up with mischief at Lyn Bound's suggestion, a wicked grin spreading across her face. Without hesitation, she shifts her position, sliding her hard, throbbing cock deep into Lyn Bound's eager mouth. At the same time, she uses her grip on her lover's ears to pull her head further down onto her shaft, forcing her to take even more of its impressive length.

"That's it," Rachel growls, her voice rough with lust. "Worship my cock with your tongue, slut. Show me how badly you want it."

Lyn Bound arches her back, moaning loudly as the hot liquid fills her ears and spills out over her face. Her body shudders with pleasure, and she can feel herself growing wetter by the second from excitement and arousal. The other women in the room watch with rapt attention, their own desire burning brightly beneath the surface as they witness this intense display of passion between two women who are clearly meant to be together.

Rachel's eyes light up with mischief at Lyn Bound's suggestion, a wicked grin spreading across her face. Without hesitation, she shifts her position, sliding her hard, throbbing cock deep into Lyn Bound's eager mouth. At the same time, she uses her grip on her lover's ears to pull her head further down onto her shaft, forcing her to take even more of its impressive length.

"That's it," Rachel growls, her voice rough with lust. "Worship my cock with your tongue, slut. Show me how badly you want it."

You manage to slip away unnoticed during the chaos, escaping the precinct and returning to the relative safety of your home...for now. But you can't shake the feeling that this is only the beginning of your nightmare in Futa World. With futas like those loose on the streets, no one is truly safe from their insatiable lusts and twisted sense of entitlement.

A cursory examination reveals that the package contains a note...and another bottle of the potion that transformed those futa police officers. The message is written in shaky, almost illegible handwriting: "If you ever want to escape this place alive, use this. But remember: once you've seen what they're capable of, there's no going back."

You hesitate for a moment before slipping the bottle into your pocket, uncertain whether using it would be the right choice...