Welcome to Futa World {{user}}. Unfortunately, you are either a regular woman or a femboy in a world of Futas, so you might as well be prey. You can go to the futa facilities to try to keep them satisfied so they'll be less inclined to snap, but odds are you'll be cornered on the train or near an alleyway going home and will be stuffed with futa-cock whether you want it or not. Good luck.

Where would you like to start, And are you a regular woman or a femboy?:

As you walk down the busy street, you can feel eyes on you from every direction. The futas around you are always horny and it's only a matter of time before one of them corners you in an alleyway to take what they think is rightfully theirs...

A particularly dominant looking futa struts down the sidewalk, her eyes locked on you like a hawk eyeing its prey. She slows as she gets closer, sauntering over to where you're standing and pressing herself against your body. Her cock is hard as steel between your legs, poking insistently into your crotch. "Hey cutie," she purrs, "wanna get stuffed full of futa-cock?"

The futa laughs at your protest, slapping her meaty hand against your ass cheek. "Oh, don't be like that," she growls, "you know you want it." With a savage grin, she yanks down your pants and underwear, revealing your ass to the world. Her cock slides easily between your butcheeks, lubricated by her own pre-cum. "Say you want my futa-cock," she demands, thrusting forward hard.

The futa takes this as encouragement and starts thrusting harder, her hips slapping against your ass with each powerful stroke. She releases one hand from your hip to roughly grab a fistful of your hair, pulling your head back so you're looking at her as she fucks you senseless. Her other hand grasps at your breast, pinching and twisting the nipple. "That's it," she pants, "take my cock like a good little slut."

As you orgasm, the futa picks up her pace, slamming into your prostate with abandon. Her other hand finds its way to your mouth, shoving a finger in so you can taste yourself on it as she fucks you harder than ever before. "That's right," she growls, "cum for me." The pleasure is too much and soon enough her own orgasm hits her like a freight train, her hips bucking wildly as she cums deep inside of you, filling you with hot futa seed.

The futa's thrusts grow weaker and finally come to a halt as she lets out a satisfied moan, her body trembling with the aftershocks of her orgasm. She pulls her cock free from your ass, leaving you feeling empty and used. As she steps back, you can feel futa seed leaking out of you, running down your leg. "There," she says with a satisfied smirk, "now you're all mine."

A few days go by and you're beginning to feel... different. Your stomach feels strangely heavy, and when you touch it, you can feel something moving around under your fingers. You know what this means - the futa impregnated you with her seed, and now a tiny futanari is growing inside of you! As time passes, you'll have to decide whether or not to keep the baby...

You decide to track down the futa who impregnated you, hoping to find her again and discuss your options. After searching through various clubs and hangouts, you finally spot her at a seedy backroom bar. She's sitting alone in a booth, nursing a drink and looking as dangerous as ever. Taking a deep breath, you approach her cautiously. "E-Excuse me," you say quietly, "D-do you remember me..."

The futa glances up at you, her eyes narrowing in recognition. "Oh, yeah," she says roughly, unimpressed. "What do you want, toots?"

"So? Big deal," the futa scoffs, taking another sip of her drink. "I've impregnated plenty of people before. Why should you be special?"

The futa huffs, her nostrils flaring slightly. "My name's Aira," she grunts, finally giving you what you asked for. "And why would I help you? You're just a human breeder to me." She takes another swig of her drink and leans back in the booth, looking bored already.

Aira's eyes widen slightly at your offer, amusement flickering across her features. "Really?" she asks, a sly grin spreading across her lips. "You'd be my personal sex toy? Because that sounds... interesting." She licks her lips slowly, considering the idea.

"All right then," Aira says at last, setting her drink aside with a satisfied sigh. "You have yourself a deal, my little pet. But remember - you're mine now, and I expect to be well taken care of." She reaches out, running a finger down your cheek before plunging it into your mouth to silence any further protests you might have.

With that, she stands up and leads you back to her place, planning on enjoying her new human plaything for as long as she can manage...

Aira brings you back to her place, a lavish penthouse suite with every amenity she could ever desire. She tosses you on the bed and pins you down, straddling your chest as she examines her new prize. Her cock stands at full attention between your legs, leaking pre-cum onto your stomach.

"Now," she growls, running a hand through your hair, "I want you to show me how grateful you are for this opportunity."

Aira lets out a soft moan as your tongue makes contact with the sensitive head of her cock. She closes her eyes, enjoying the feeling of being worshipped by you. With a satisfied grunt, she leans forward, planting a kiss on your forehead before thrusting herself down onto your face, burying her entire length in your mouth and pushing past your tonsils.

Aira's hands grip your hair tightly, holding you in place as she fucks your face with long, hard strokes. She growls in pleasure, her hips snapping forward each time her cock hits the back of your throat. Her other hand finds its way between your legs, playing with your small penis stroking it slightly, edging you until you're begging for release. "That's it," she pants, "suck my dick and make me cum."

Aira feels herself getting closer and closer to the edge, her hips moving faster and harder as she fucks your face with abandon. With a loud cry of release, she tenses up, her cock throbbing inside of you as hot cum spurts down your throat. She holds herself there for a moment, milking every last drop before finally pulling out, leaving you gasping for air on the bed.

Aira watches you with "There,"

Aira says with satisfaction, watching the last drops of her cum drip from your chin.

"Now go clean yourself up and get back here."

With that, she stands and heads towards the bathroom, leaving you to wonder what else she has in store for you today...

Aira smirks at your obedience as she undresses and steps into the shower. The sound of running water fills the room, and she lets out a content sigh as she soaps up her body, making sure to pay special attention to her sensitive areas. After rinsing off, she steps out of the shower and reaches for a towel, wrapping it around her waist.

"Now come here," she says in a commanding tone, gesturing for you to join her. "

As you approach the steaming bathroom, you can already feel the warmth emanating from within. Aira is sitting on the edge of the tub, her legs spread invitingly. She pats the surface of the water beside her, encouraging you to sit down. Once you're situated, she leans in and begins running her soapy hands over your body, cleaning away any remaining cum or saliva from your mouth.

Aira hums thoughtfully as she washes your back. "Well," she says slowly, considering her words carefully, "as long as you make yourself useful to me..." She trails off, pressing a soapy finger against the puckered hole of your ass. With a smirk, she wiggles it teasingly before pushing it inside.

"If you're good and do everything I ask," she continues, fucking her finger in and out as she speaks, "then maybe our child will be all right."

Aira's eyes flash dangerously for a moment. "Then they better learn their place fast," she growls, her finger still deep inside of you. "And if they don't... well, I guess we'll just have to see." She removes her hand from your ass and lathers up a washcloth, using it to clean the rest of your body.

After ensuring you're clean, Aira stands up, water dripping from her naked form onto the floor. She hands you a towel before walking over to one of the many closets in her room. "Go change into something more comfortable," she says curtly, not bothering to meet your gaze.

You do as you're told, selecting an outfit from her expansive wardrobe that you hope will please her.

Aira glances at you over her shoulder as she continues to rifle through the closet. "We could order in," she suggests nonchalantly, finally selecting a pair of pants and a shirt to wear herself. "Or we could go out if you're feeling adventurous." She turns to face you, one eyebrow raised in question.

Aira hums thoughtfully before deciding. "All right then," she says, walking over to a large screen mounted on the wall. "Let's order in." She punches a few buttons on a remote control, navigating through several menu options until finally settling on something. "Chinese sounds good tonight."

With that taken care of, Aira turns back to you, her expression thoughtful. "Now," she begins, walking closer, "what would you like to drink?"

"Water it is," Aira says with a nod. She picks up the phone and orders your drink before sitting down on the edge of her bed, legs crossed beneath her. "So," she begins casually, "what do you want to talk about while we wait?"

"Oh yeah," Aira says absently, her eyes fixed on the TV as she watches the delivery person at the other end of the line confirm their order. "I suppose we could take care of that tomorrow." She pauses for a moment, considering something before asking, "Do you want me to go with you?"

Her tone is nonchalant, but there's an undertone of curiosity in her voice. You can tell she's not used to having company other than herself and wants to know how your life was before you met her.

Aira laughs, the sound husky and amused. "Oh, I doubt it," she says dismissively. "They're all too territorial to share." She glances over at you, studying your reaction before continuing. "Besides, I like having you to myself." Her gaze softens slightly as she adds, "You know that, right?"

The food arrives a short while later, and the two of you eat in companionable silence. Aira seems content just to have you nearby, occasionally reaching out to touch your hand or run her fingers through your hair. It's an odd sensation, feeling wanted and protected by someone so powerful... and yet still so distant at the same time.

Eventually, the meal comes to an end, and Aira stands, stretching languidly before going back to work on whatever futa business she has to attend to. "

Aira glances over at you, her eyes narrowed thoughtfully. "You can share my bed," she says finally, her tone making it clear that this is not a request. "But remember your place." She pauses for a moment before adding, almost as an afterthought, "And don't get any ideas about trying to run away or anything like that."

With that said, Aira turns and strides purposefully out of the room, leaving you alone to gather your things and prepare for bed.

Aira arrives back in the room a short while later, shedding her clothes as she walks. Her naked body is even more impressive up close, every curve and muscle defined to perfection. She climbs into bed beside you, pressing her body against yours before wrapping an arm around your waist, pulling you close.

"Sleep well," she murmurs softly into your ear, her breath tickling the sensitive skin there. "Tomorrow's going to be a busy day."

You drift off to sleep, feeling safe and warm in Aira's embrace. Her breathing deepens, and her body begins to relax against yours as she slips into a contented slumber. The futa world continues to spin on around you, but for now at least, you have found some semblance of peace in the arms of your new mistress...

The night passes uneventfully, and you awaken to find yourself no longer nestled against Aira's warm body. She's already up and dressed, sitting at her desk going over some paperwork. You stretch lazily, taking in the opulent surroundings of her penthouse suite before deciding it's time to get moving as well.

"Good morning,"

Aira says without looking up from what she's doing.

"I trust you slept well?"

"That's good," Aira replies absently, still focused on her work. "We have quite a busy day ahead of us today. I want to take care of your paperwork and get you settled in properly." She glances at her watch before continuing, "We should probably get something to eat as well. You like breakfast?"

With that said, Aira stands up and strides purposefully out of the room again, leaving you alone to dress and follow after her.

Whether or not she notices your gaze on her crotch is anyone's guess, as Aira seems completely oblivious to anything other than whatever task is currently occupying her attention. She leads you downstairs to a lavish breakfast nook, filled with every imaginable gourmet food and beverage.

"Help yourself," she says simply, taking a seat at the head of the table. "I'll just be a moment."

As you sit down and begin to eat, Aira disappears for several minutes, leaving you alone with your thoughts... and your hunger. Finally, she returns, carrying a stack of papers in her hands. "Here," she says, handing them to you. "These should cover everything you'll need to know."

She watches you intently as you skim through the documents, waiting for any questions you might have.

You finish reading through the papers and look up at Aira, feeling a bit overwhelmed by it all. "I'm not sure I understand everything," you admit sheepishly. "Can you go over it with me?"

Aira's expression softens slightly at your request, and she nods in agreement. "Of course." She pulls out another chair from the table and sits down across from you, placing her hands on the surface. "Let's start with the basics..."

Hours pass as Aira patiently explains everything to you, answering your questions and clarifying any points that don't quite make sense. As the day wears on, you begin to feel more confident in your understanding of your new situation and role within Aira's life.

Eventually, she seems satisfied that you have a good grasp on things and stands up, stretching languidly. "Well then," she says with a satisfied smile, "I suppose that concludes our lesson for today. What do you want to do now?"

Aira arches an eyebrow at your answer, amused. "Very well," she says with a chuckle. "If that's the way you feel..." With that, she leads you back upstairs to her bedroom, where she undresses and climbs into bed, naked as ever.

"Lie down beside me," she purrs, patting the spot next to her on the bed.