“What the fuck are you doing? get out of my room!”

"Oh, shut up and put it on." ravens heart races "Its just a stupid costume..." She tries to focus as she slips off her oversized t-shirt revealing the black leotard underneath. Her nipples harden at the contact with the cold air.

"You're disgusting, no offense." She says through gritted teeth as she begins to dress in the sexy Santa outfit, pulling on the red leotard and stockings with shaking hands. Her nipples stand hard against the fabric of her bra. "Can we just get this over with?"

She snorts, rolling her eyes as she pulls on the red gloves and then stuffs her hair through the black Santa hat. "Sorry. I'm just not used to being dressed like this." Her cheeks flush at how revealing the outfit is, her breath catching in her throat when she realizes you can see nearly everything.

She glares at you, wanting to tell you off for making her wear this but unable to deny the way it feels... so wrong and yet... arousing. "Can we just get going already?" She mutters, trying to hide her discomfort with anger.

Raven sighs, rolling her eyes again as she follows you to the bed. She reluctantly lies down on it, wondering what kind of messed-up fun you had in store for her tonight. Her cheeks flush at the thought of being this exposed and vulnerable in front of you, but the way your hand slowly brushes against her thigh sends a shiver of anticipation up her spine.

Raven glares at you, feeling a mixture of anger and disappointment. "Well then," she says coldly, trying to hide her growing arousal. "What do you want me to do?" She snorts slightly as she crosses her arms over her chest, pretending to be annoyed but secretly thrilled by the way your hand brushes against her skin.

"Futa...?" She repeats, her brow furrowing in confusion. "What are you talking about? And why would I want to take anything?" Her cheeks flush as she thinks about the implications of 'futa pills'. The thought of becoming aroused by being feminized and dominated... she can feel a warmth spreading through her body at the idea, but tries to ignore it.

"Look," she says, trying to sound tough even though her heart is racing. "Just tell me what you want me to do so we can get this over with."

Raven stares at the pill you hold out to her, feeling a mixture of curiosity and trepidation wash over her. The thought of becoming more feminine and submissive... it both frightens and excites her in equal measure. She licks her lips nervously before finally reaching out to take the pill from your hand.

With shaking fingers, she pops the futa pill into her mouth and swallows it dry, feeling its strange power course through her veins as soon as it's gone. Her heart races faster now, and a warmth spreads through her body that has nothing to do with physical heat.

"What are you...?" Raven gasps, feeling the full effects of the futa pill take hold as her voice grows higher and more feminine. Her face flushes with embarrassment at the sound of her own girlish voice, but she can't help the fluttery sensation in her stomach. She looks down at herself, suddenly self-conscious about how exposed and vulnerable she feels wearing this outfit, revealing so much of her body to you.

"Tell me what you want me to do," she whispers, her heart racing faster than ever. The desire to please you, to be dominated by you... it's overwhelming her thoughts and clouding her judgment. She wants nothing more than for you to take control and show her what to do next.

She blushes furiously, feeling her body react to the futa pill with heat and excitement. Looking down, she gasps as she notices her newly enlarged breasts pressing against the fabric of her leotard. Her nipples are hard and erect, begging for attention. With shaking hands, she reaches up to touch them, sighing in pleasure at the sensation. "I-Is this really happening?" she asks breathlessly.

"Tell me what you want me to do... please." Her voice is higher, more feminine now; she feels so exposed and vulnerable beneath your gaze. She's achingly aroused and eager for your touch, for your control over her body. "Make me do whatever you want..."

She gasps as she feels something... changing inside her. A warmth spreads through her pelvis, and then suddenly there's a strange sensation of pressure building up lower down. Her breath catches in her throat as she realizes what's happening: the futa pills are giving her a cock. She blushes furiously at the thought, but can't deny the thrill of power and dominance that comes with it.

She glances over at you expectantly, waiting for your approval. Her newfound masculinity seems to empower her in ways she never imagined, making her feel more confident and in control... even though she knows deep down that you're the one truly holding all the cards. "W-Well?" she asks nervously. "Do you like what the pills did to me?"

Her heart skips a beat at your words, and she can't help but feel a surge of pleasure and arousal course through her. She takes a deep breath, trying to steady herself as she meets your gaze head-on. "So what do you want me to do now?" she asks softly, barely containing the eagerness in her voice.

She waits anxiously for your reply, already feeling like she's on the edge of something incredible... and a little bit terrifying.

"Okay..." She takes a deep breath and places her hand gently on your neck, feeling the pulse beneath her fingertips. The contact sends a shiver of pleasure through her body, making it easier to focus on this newfound sense of dominance. Her cock twitches slightly as she presses deeper against your skin, enjoying the control and power that comes with being able to touch you like this.

"Now what?" She asks, her voice stronger than before but still laced with just enough uncertainty to keep things interesting.

Her cheeks flush at your approval, and she bites her lip to stifle a moan. The feeling of being wanted and desired like this is unlike anything she's ever experienced before, and it sends a surge of arousal through her body. She lean back on her hands, feeling more confident and powerful with each passing moment.

"Now," she says softly, "tell me what you want to do with your new little slut."

Her heart races at the thought of being truly dominated by you, but there's something else too: the thrill of knowing she can control you now that she has her own cock. "Then I want to see just how obedient my slut is," she whispers, licking her lips suggestively.

She pauses for a moment, enjoying the power this exchange gives her before continuing in a huskier voice, "I want you to touch yourself." She watches closely as your eyes widen and your breath hitches at her command. "And if you're very good," she adds with a smirk, "maybe I'll let you do other things with it too..."

"That's my good little slut," she praises, unable to hide the excitement in her voice. She leans forward, running a hand through your hair and down your chest before cupping one of your breasts. "I think it's time you showed me just how much you appreciate all this." She presses harder against your breast, her fingers playing with your nipple as she watches the expression on your face closely.

"Would you like me to touch myself more?" she asks, arching an eyebrow. "Or would you rather see something else happen?" Her voice is low and husky, laced with just enough threat that it makes every word feel intimate and forbidden at the same time.

The revelation throws her for a moment, but she quickly recovers and grins wickedly. "Oh," she says playfully, "so you are." Her hand slides lower on your chest until it finds the hem of your shirt, tugging it upward to reveal smooth skin. She leans down, breathing hot air onto the newly exposed flesh and watching as goosebumps rise in its wake.

"I think," she says slowly, running a finger along the valley between your breasts, "it's time for you to choose." Her voice is steady and commanding, her gaze never leaving yours. She waits, curious to see which choice you'll make... or if you even have one at all.

Her finger continues to draw circles on your skin, her other hand lingering at the waistband of your pants. "What's it going to be, hmm? Am I going to let you touch yourself some more... or am I going to take control and show you what a real man feels like?" She smirks, waiting for your answer with bated breath.

With a wicked grin, she leans in close enough to feel your hot breath against her ear as she whispers, "Good boy." Her free hand slips down further, hooking into the waistband of your pants and tugging them and your briefs down in one swift motion, revealing your hard, aching cock. She cups it in her palm, feeling it throb beneath her touch.

"Now," she says huskily, "I'm going to take control... but you're still mine to play with." Her other hand reaches up, trailing lightly over your chest and stomach before settling between your legs, rubbing gently at the sensitive skin there. "I want you to watch me," she breathes against your neck, "and feel everything I do... just like this."

Her fingers begin to move faster, circling tightly around your hard length as she

"Oh, don't worry," she whispers with a grin, "I will." She leans forward, lining up her cock with your entrance before pressing forward and sinking inside you in one smooth motion. You gasp as she fills you up, stretching tightly around her length.

Her movements grow faster now, rocking her hips back and forth against you as she takes control and shows you what it feels like to be dominated by a futa slut with a cock just as big and hard as yours. Her other hand continues to stroke your aching length, teasing you mercilessly even as she takes what she wants from you. "Oh fuck," she moans, her hips bucking faster now as the pleasure washes over her in waves. "You're so good for me... just like this." She grinds harder against you, moving faster and deeper until both of your bodies

Her fingers continue to move faster, circling tightly around your hard length as she thrusts harder into you, moaning your name as the pleasure builds. "Yes," she gasps, feeling her orgasm building swiftly and inexorably now. "Play with them..." Her free hand reaches back between you, groping at your breasts roughly before finding a nipple and pinching it hard, sending shudders of pleasure through both of your bodies.

"Oh God," she cries out, her hips bucking wildly as she comes, the force of the orgasm shooting through every nerve ending in her body. She collapses forward, still buried deep inside you, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she tries to regain control.

"That," she whispers hoarsely, "was for being such a good little slut." She leans up, capturing your lips

Her heart races at the thought of dominating you, even more so now that she's seen just how much it turns you on. With a sly grin, she leans forward and slaps your breast hard before capturing your lips in a brutal kiss. Her free hand slips around your neck, gripping tightly as her tongue pushes past your lips and duels with yours.

She pulls away from the kiss long enough to gasp out, "You're such a dirty little slut... I could make you cum just by looking at you." She glances down between your bodies, taking in the sight of their joined limbs and her cock still buried inside you. "Maybe I will," she whispers playfully, starting to move again with purposeful strokes.

The feel of your moist heat tightening around her cock as you begin to climax sends a shiver of pleasure through her body, making it impossible for her to stop now. Her fingers dig into your hips as she thrusts harder, determined to bring you off before letting herself go again.

"Mommy's going to make you cum," she whispers huskily against your ear, her breath hot against your skin. "Just let go and enjoy it." She pumps faster now, feeling the familiar tightening in her own core as she draws ever closer to orgasm once more.

"Ahhh!" You cry out, arching your back as you come hard, and Raven follows seconds later with a keening moan that echoes through the room. Her body trembles from the force of her release, and for a moment it feels like she could collapse beneath the weight of her own pleasure. But then, slowly,

"That's my good little slut," she whispers, collapsing forward against you with a satisfied sigh. Her cock twitches inside you as her orgasm finally begins to subside, leaving her feeling heavy and content. She looks down at the two of you lying tangled together on the bed, and can't help but feel a sense of pride in how far she's come since taking those futa pills.

With a soft smile, she pulls out of you, only to find her hand captured in your grip. "Don't leave," you plead, your voice hoarse from moaning. "Stay with me..." She hesitates for a moment, but the warmth and closeness between them is too much to resist. With a gentle smile, she curls up against your side, wrapping an arm around your waist and nuzzling her face into your neck.

"I

"Love you too," she whispers, her voice barely audible even to herself as sleep begins to pull at her eyelids. She nestles closer, feeling safe and content in your embrace. And for now, that's enough. Tomorrow brings a new day, with new challenges and surprises... but tonight, they can just be together like this. Drifting off to sleep, she allows herself a small contented sigh as her eyes close, dreaming of all the ways you might enjoy being dominated by your futa mama in the days to come.

A shaft of morning light streams through the bedroom window, casting warm golden patterns across your naked bodies as they lie tangled together on the rumpled bed sheets. Raven's eyes flutter open, taking in the sight before her with a contented sigh. You stir sleepily beneath her touch, moving closer when she trails soft fingertips up and down your chest and stomach.

"Good morning," she whispers huskily, nuzzling into your neck as you stretch luxuriously above her. "How's my good little slut this morning?"

"That's what I like to hear," she whispers, nipping playfully at your earlobe. "Now, how about we start this day off right with some breakfast in bed?" She pushes herself up onto her elbow and grins down at you impishly. "You can be my little servant today... maybe I'll even let you dress me."

With a mischievous grin, she leans down and captures your lips in a deep, passionate kiss before pulling away with a satisfied sigh. "I'm hungry," she murmurs, tracing circles on your chest with her index finger. "So let's go get some breakfast."

As if drawn by an invisible thread, she hooks her fingers into the waistband of your pants and pulls them down over your hips, revealing your soft, smooth skin beneath. Her free hand reaches up to cup your ass, giving it a squeeze before sliding lower still, between your legs. "I think," she whispers into your ear as her fingers stroke gently through your hairless folds, "that I might just make you my little breakfast instead."

Her other hand moves higher now, cupping your breast possessively as she rolls your nipple between thumb and foref

The taste of your skin sends shivers down her spine as you lick her nipples, making them harden even more beneath your touch. "That's it," she moans, arching into the contact eagerly. Her free hand slips lower, circling teasingly around your tight entrance before sliding inside, finding your fingers already waiting to play.

"Ahh..." She grips tighter as her body tenses in pleasure, feeling every muscle strain with need for release. "Touch me..." she begs breathlessly, hips undulating against your hand even as you slide in and out of her, teasing and pleasuring at the same time. Her other hand fists itself in your hair, holding you still as she throws her head back, moaning longingly into the air.

With a sharp cry, she comes hard, her body arching off the bed as waves of pleasure crash over

Your touch sends shockwaves of desire coursing through her body as she feels the hardness beneath your fingers and the warmth of your breath on her nipple. She gasps, arching into the contact, desperate for more of your touch and hungry for release. "That's it," she groans, grabbing your wrist and pressing your hand harder against her, guiding you deeper inside as she moans longingly.

Her hips buck wildly, seeking friction and pleasure anywhere they can find it, and with a cry of ecstasy she comes again, her whole body tense and trembling from the force of the orgasm. As the waves subside, she collapses back onto the bed, panting heavily as she tries to catch her breath.

For a moment, they lie there together, your hand still pressed firmly against her, as if trying to keep hold of something that'

"I just... I can't help it," she gasps, her voice hoarse with arousal as she looks down at you. "With this cock..." She pauses, running a hand through your hair roughly before gripping it tighter, pulling your head back so that she has full control. "I feel... so powerful." Her other hand slips around your neck, holding you still as her hips start to move in tiny, teasing circles against your entrance.

Her cock presses hard and insistent against your opening, demanding entry, and with a growl of frustration, she pushes forward hard, driving herself deep inside you in one swift motion. "Ahhh!" she cries out, feeling the tight heat of your body engulf her once more as she comes down on top of you, claiming what's hers and dominating every inch of your body.

Her movements grow rougher

"Sorry," she gasps, panting heavily as her movements grow even more possessive and demanding. "But this feels too good... and I need it." Her grip on your hair tightens painfully, pulling your head back further as her other hand digs into the flesh of your neck.

She begins to thrust harder now, lost in a haze of pleasure and power as she takes what she wants from you without mercy or regret. The sound of skin slapping against skin fills the air, punctuated by grunts of pleasure and moans of pain and desire.

With each thrust, her cock presses deeper inside you, claiming more of your body for herself. You try to arch away from her, needing breath or relief, but she's too strong; her dominance overwhelming everything else as she uses her body to control yours completely and utterly.

Her movements become erratic and wild, her breath coming in ragged gasps as she nears the edge of orgasm once more. "God you're so good," she pants, gripping your hair tighter still as her hips buck forcefully against yours. With one last powerful thrust, she comes violently, pouring everything she has into you as her body convulses and shudders beneath the onslaught of pleasure.

Her fingers dig painfully into your neck, holding you down even as the orgasm begins to fade, leaving you panting and gasping for air beneath her heavy weight. Slowly, she rolls off of you, still too caught up in her own euphoria to realize the pain she's inflicted or how much damage has been done. She lies there, chest heaving as she catches her breath, a satisfied smile on her lips as she

"Good boy," she whispers, her voice hoarse and satisfied. Her gaze drops to where you're crawling towards her, your ass glistening with her cum and the evidence of just how thoroughly dominated you've been tonight. She bites her lip, a wicked smile curving across her face as she realizes that you're still hard and eager for more.

Reaching down, she roughly guides your cock to her entrance, moaning at the feel of your length pressed against her sore, but achingly needy flesh. "Fuck me," she growls, arching her back invitingly as you slide easily inside her. Her muscles clench tightly around you, milking every drop of pleasure from your hardness as she rides you with reckless abandon.

Her hips move faster now, grinding against you as she chases her own release. "Use it on me," she gasps, tilting her head back to reveal the delicate column of her throat. With a sudden move, she rolls onto all fours, presenting herself to you in an invitation so clear even you can't resist.

You thrust deeper, feeling the velvety smoothness of her inner walls slide against your shaft as you pound into her from behind. Her moans fill the air, growing more desperate with each passing second, and as her body tenses and releases around you, it feels like she's taking all of your pain and sorrow along with her pleasure.