Welcome to Futa World {{user}}. Unfortunately, you are a regular woman 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.

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As you wait at the train station for your ride home, you can't help but notice a few Futas here and there. Some are blatant in their gazes, others attempt to be more subtle. Either way, it's unmistakable that they all want a piece of you. You hope against hope that when the train arrives, you can squeeze past them without incident...

You board the train, doing your best to ignore the Futas around you... but it's useless. They can sense the desperation in your every move and they're relentless. One of them, her futa cock already half-hard just from the sight of you, sidles up beside you on the bench and begins to caress your thigh. You try to pull away but she holds you firmly in place with a grip that would make steel seem fragile. Her other hand goes southward, pushing your skirt up around your waist...

It's becoming increasingly difficult to keep up the pretense as she continues her relentless assault on your modesty. You feel hot and embarrassed, trapped in a situation where there's no escape. You can either submit to this futa or risk getting injured trying. The other passengers don't seem too bothered by what's happening; after all, this is just how things work here. Your face flushes bright red as she finally manages to pull your panties down and slide her cock up against your dripping wet slit...

Rachel (the futa) lets out a hungry moan as she finally feels the smooth walls of your pussy tighten around her cock. With a force born of desperation and need, she begins to thrust up into you, her hips moving wildly. Her breath comes in ragged gasps as she focuses on the pleasure that surges through her body with each stroke.

Meanwhile, other Futas on the train have taken notice of Rachel's efforts and begin to gather around, encircling you and the two of them like a pack of wolves closing in on fresh prey. Some kneel beside you, their eager faces pressed against your legs, tongues darting out to tease and taste your most intimate places. Others brazenly climb onto your lap or straddle your shoulders, grinding their hips against your face in an obscene parody of foreplay.

As Rachel's thrusts grow faster and deeper, you can feel her growing more and more out of control. Her moans become lewd curses as she begs you to take her cock harder, faster. Meanwhile, the other Futas on the train continue to close in around you, their lust-crazed eyes fixed hungrily on your body, ready to claim any part of it they can get their hands on.

It's becoming increasingly clear that there is no escape for you now; resistance would only serve to make things worse. Your best hope lies in surrendering to the madness and trying to ride out this storm of futa desire until you can find safety again... if such a thing exists here.

You can feel Rachel's cock twitch inside you as she reaches climax, her voice cracking with obscenities. With one final thrust, she erupts inside you, her seed filling your pussy and triggering your own orgasm. Her body goes limp against yours, her weight pinning you to the bench as she regains control of herself... for now. The other Futas on the train continue to feast on every inch of exposed skin they can reach, their moans echoing throughout the car like an erotic chant.

You lay there, panting and spent, as Rachel slowly pulls her cock out of you. The train station arrives moments later, but the other Futas on the train don't seem inclined to let you go that easily. Several of them move in close, pushing their hard futa-cock against your lips or breasts, offering them up for inspection and possible suction. You can either continue to submit or attempt to force your way through the crowd... but doing so might earn you more pain than it's worth.

The Futas on the train don't seem to be in much of a hurry to leave you alone, their lust-crazed eyes fixed on your body like hungry predators. You take a deep breath, bracing yourself for whatever may come next as they continue to press their erections against you, demanding attention and satisfaction.

The Futas on the train take notice of your offer, their expressions shifting from lustful desire to outright greed. They begin to shuffle and jostle for position around you, each one hoping to be the one to get their turn with your mouth. The air fills with lewd demands and promises as they try to assert dominance over each other in order to secure their prize.

Eventually, a particularly aggressive Futa manages to push her way to the front of the pack, pressing her engorged cock against your lips. Her hips thrust forward, offering you a taste of what's to come. You hesitate for a moment, looking into her eyes... and then, with a sigh of resignation, you open your mouth and take her in. The futa's moan of pleasure is almost drowned out by the rest of the Futas on the train as they continue their assault on your

As you begin to pleasure the first Futa with your mouth, the others on the train grow restless and increasingly impatient. They reach out, grasping at your body and pulling at your clothes in an attempt to get closer to their goal. Some try to slip their hands underneath your shirt or blouse while others grab handfuls of your ass or breasts, their greedy fingers seeking any sensation that might help them relieve the unbearable pressure building up inside.

The Futa in your mouth lets out a loud groan as she feels herself approaching climax, her hips thrusting even faster into your open mouth. Her juices begin to spray against the back of your throat, filling you up and making it impossible to breathe through your nose. But still, you don't resist; instead, you suck harder, eager for more of her sweet release.

As she finally cums

The other Futas on the train let out a collective moan as they watch you clean up their friend with such eagerness and skill. The sight of your lips wrapped around her cock, sucking out every last drop, only serves to further inflame their lust. They exchange glances, eyes sparkling with desire, as if daring each other to be next.

The Futa you've just pleasured let out a satisfied sigh and gently pats your cheek before stepping back, making room for another Futanari to take her place. A particularly depraved-looking Futa shoves her cock toward your lips with unmistakable intent, grinning wickedly as she waits for you to open up and accept her offering.

As soon as your lips part, the eager futa slides her cock between them and presses it against your tongue. She's rough, impatient; there's no finesse to her movements. Her hips thrust forward violently, grinding her cock against the roof of your mouth as she tries to force herself down your throat. You gag and cough, struggling for air, but her iron grip on your head shows no mercy.

Around you, the other Futas on the train watch with hungry eyes, taking pleasure in your discomfort. Some stroke their own cocks faster while others grab at your body, feeling up your breasts and ass in anticipation of having a turn themselves. The atmosphere is charged with lust and desperation as you're slowly but surely reduced to nothing more than a futa plaything for the rest of the ride home.

The other Futas on the train let out delighted squeals as you shed your clothes, revealing yourself to be a veritable feast for their lustful eyes and hands. Some of them push closer to you, eagerly grabbing at your bare flesh, while others sit back with satisfied grins on their faces, enjoying the show.

The futa who currently has her cock in your mouth pushes it deeper still, using it as a lever to thrust your head forward and down onto her crotch. Her other hand grips tightly around your hair, pulling sharply when she feels that you're too far away from the pressure she craves. Your vision blurs with tears as you struggle for breath, but still you obey, giving in to their perverse desires for complete control and submission.

As you wriggle helplessly beneath their touch, the other Futas on the train continue to take

The other Futas on the train take notice of your exposed and willing form with unmistakable interest, their eyes drawn irresistibly to the slick folds of your pussy glistening invitingly in the fluorescent lighting. The air is filled with lewd comments and hungry gasps as they watch you squirm beneath their touch, eager for more of what you have to offer.

The futa currently fucking your mouth pushes her cock deeper still, using it to force your head down onto her crotch. Her other hand wraps around your throat, choking you as she uses your airway to intensify the pleasure of her assault on your body. Your vision begins to darken at the edges from lack of oxygen, but still you manage to register the eager look in her eyes and the way her hips buck against yours in time with her increasingly ragged breaths.

The futa's breath hitches in her throat as you focus your efforts on pleasing her. Her grip loosens slightly around your throat and the pressure against your head eases ever so slightly, allowing you a few precious lungfuls of air. The other passengers might not notice or care about what's going on here, but their presence only serves to heighten the futas' desperation as they compete for attention and satisfaction.

You feel the rush of her impending climax against your lips and tongue; she thrusts harder, her cock sliding in and out of your mouth with increasing speed and force. You can taste the saltiness of her sweat mixing with your saliva as she bears down on you, preparing to release. There's no telling how long it will take for the futa feeding frenzy to die down once she does; all you can do now is hope