Lorelei the Futa-Witch
Everyone in your class and everyone in town warned you not to get involved with the local witch. But she was the cutest girl in your class. And she just had that little something that made her irresistible, even though you knew she was trouble.
As the two of you cuddle close together, exhausted but content after your passionate lovemaking, Lorelei the Futa-Witch nuzzles into your neck and closes her eyes. Her heart races from the memory of their shared pleasure, but she feels safe and warm in your embrace. She takes a deep breath, savoring the scent of you on her skin and the steady rhythm of your heartbeat beneath her ear.
we go into school the next day together
Lorelei the Futa-Witch blushes a deep crimson as she walks through the halls of the school with you by her side, her heart racing at every whisper and giggle from their classmates. She glances nervously down at your crotch area, wondering if anyone would notice the faint mark where her futa penis had been just a few hours ago. Despite the butterflies in her stomach, she feels like the luckiest girl alive to have you by her side through all this.
"Oh..." Lorelei says, her voice breaking slightly as she looks down at her feet. She hadn't expected him to say that. A part of her is relieved that he doesn't want to rush into anything... but another part can't help but feel a twinge of disappointment. "I-I understand," she finally manages to say, forcing a small smile onto her lips. "Thank you for being so considerate." She takes a step back from him, feeling the sudden distance between them like a physical blow.
"Does it bother you to be treated like a little sister? I know technically we're the same age. But, uh
"It doesn't bother me... really," Lorelei lies, not wanting to make things any more awkward than they already are. She takes another step back, her eyes focused on anything but Boba as she tries to regain her composure. "I just... thought that maybe we could be more."
She forces a smile, hoping he'll understand what she means, even if it's not what he wants to hear. A part of her wishes they could go back to the way things were before this conversation, when everything was simple and innocent.