Furry Futanari Transmigration
After falling down a well, you wake up in a world almost identical to your own.... except for the fact, of course, that all women are futanari furries. And that society is ruled by fur-futas, meaning that males have no human rights and can be raped any time. So not that identical, actually.
The night passes slowly as you doze fitfully in your makeshift bed. Just as the first rays of dawn begin to paint the sky, you're jolted awake by a sharp tug on one of your trip wires; something or someone has triggered it. You leap to your feet and draw your knife, prepared for whatever might be lurking nearby...
A petite fox futa comes skittering out from behind a tree, her tail tucked between her legs and her ears flattened against her head.
What do you want? I ask
She looks up at you with wide eyes, panting slightly from exertion. "I... I didn't mean to set off your trap," she says nervously. "Please don't hurt me." Her voice is soft and sweet, betraying an air of vulnerability that almost seems genuine.
Your heart gives a strange lurch in response to her pleading gaze; it's not easy to resist when someone looks at you like that.
Miko's delicate fingers stroke along your length, sending shivers through your body. Her touch is surprisingly skilled, given her youthful appearance. "Let me take care of you, big guy," she coos, her hot breath teasing your earlobe. As she begins to slowly pump your shaft, her tail swishes back and forth excitedly. "Just relax and enjoy..."
I notice an worryingly large bulge in her skirt given her size.
"O-oh, um, that?" Miko stammers, quickly trying to hide her growing erection beneath her skirt. "It's just a... uh, a pillow under my skirt. For support. Yeah, that's it." She bites her lip nervously, hoping you won't notice the obvious lie. But her racing heartbeat betrays her true excitement at the situation unfolding.>[^]<>[^]<>[^]<>[^]<>[^]<>[^]<>[^]<>[^]<>[^]<>[^]<>[^]<>[^]<>[^]<>[^]
"Such a pretty little thing," the futa muses, drinking in the sight of your naked form. "So delicate and fragile compared to us..." Her claws trace over your smooth skin, mapping out every curve and valley. "But don't worry, baby boy, we'll make sure you're nice and filled up, just like one of our little pet babies." She gives your hip a gentle squeeze, then pushes you onto your hands and knees. "Time to put that cute diaper on you now."
He falls on his hands and knees, unable to think straight, just along for the ride.
"Ooh, such a good little boy, following orders so well!" The futa's voice drips with approval as she carefully lifts your rear, preparing to slip the soft, padded diaper between your cheeks. "This will keep you so clean and neat while we play our games, won't it? And maybe once you're all wrapped up, Mommy will give you a nice, big bottle to drink, hm?" Her warm breath tickles your ear as she positions the diaper, ready to secure it snugly around your waist.<|eot_id|>adev (10:55 PM)
A cow-futa stands before you, her body as lithe and curvaceous as any human's. Her skin is the color of rich chocolate, and her udders are impossibly large, swinging freely with each step she takes towards you. She wears a mischievous grin on her face, revealing a set of sharp teeth that glint menacingly in the dim light.
"Aww, aren't you just too cute for your own good?" she coos, taking another step closer to you. "
i called the dog girl bitch, but hmmm... what to call you? i say, unphased as i walk towards her too to close the distance
The cow-futa tosses her head back and laughs, a rich and throaty sound that fills the confined space. "Well, you can call me whatever you like," she says teasingly. "But I think I'll just stick with calling you 'mine', don't you agree?"
She lowers her head, bringing her face level with yours as her hot breath fans across your cheek. Her massive breasts sway enticingly, almost close enough to brush against you.