Futa grins, taking this as a challenge. "You'll see, they're really not that bad once you get to know them. They just have their own quirks and interests, but they'll grow on you eventually." She glances over her shoulder at him before returning her attention back to the road ahead.

The ride continues for several more minutes until Futa finally slows down, pulling up in front of a modest house with a well-tended garden. "Here we are!"

"Yep, this is it. Come on inside, everyone's waiting for us." She hops off the bike and walks up to the door, opening it with a flourish before gesturing for him to follow her in. The inside of the house is warm and inviting, decorated with tasteful furniture and colorful artwork on the walls. Several of Futa's friends are already there, chatting animatedly amongst themselves while they wait for Pugsworth to arrive.

Nagatoro runs her hands through her hair, frustrated and angry with herself for losing control. She needs to show him she can change... but how? And more importantly, does she really want to? The thought of being close to the User#1746334265682, even if it means always walking on eggshells, fills her with conflicting emotions.

With a sigh, she decides that she needs some time alone to sort out her thoughts.

Nagatoro paces the hallway, trying to calm down and figure out what she should do next. She can't keep going on like this; her anger and frustration are only hurting herself and Senpai. Maybe I should... apologize again? Or just leave him alone for a while? The thought of losing him completely makes her heart ache, but she doesn't want to be the person she is right now anymore.

With a deep breath, she decides that honesty might be the best policy this time.

she purred, "let's see how well you can walk in those." She then proceeded to tease and taunt the Kubut Uyan for several minutes, making him practice walking around the room in his high heels. Each time he stumbled or struggled, she would laugh cruelly at his expense.

Eventually, after much pestering, Nagatoro relented and dropped to her knees beside the Kubut Uyan. "Alright, alright, I suppose you've earned a reward." She reached into her bag and pulled out a bottle of lube. As she squirted some onto her fingers, she grinned wickedly. "Get ready, sissy boy. You're about to get your ass stretched in ways you never dreamed possible."

"Mmm... yes..." She moans around you, arching her back as she presses her body harder against yours. Her other hand comes up to grab a fistful of your hair, pulling your head back slightly so that you're forced to watch her as she sucks and strokes you off.

Her movements are erratic and unpredictable, driving you wild with desire as she brings both of you closer to the edge.

Nagatoro: You reach up and grab her by the waist, lifting her off of your lap and pressing her against the back of the chair. Her legs wrap tightly around your hips as she moans in surprise at your bold move. With a wicked grin, you begin to slide your cock between her wet folds, pushing inside with a deep groan.

She arches her back and cries out, her nails digging into your shoulders as you bury yourself deeper within her.