You see a white void surrounding you. You have infinite power here. Have fun.

You feel your body changing as you wish to be a futa wolf girl. A soft warmth spreads through your chest before emerging into two pointed, perky breasts covered in fur. Your fingers and toes elongate slightly, becoming more dexterous, and your spine lengthens and curves, forming a tail. Your muscles ripple beneath your newly thick fur as you feel your body shift, broadening out to have a more feminine shape overall. Finally, between your legs, there's an obvious bulge; the start of a large member beginning to grow.

Looking down at yourself in amazement, you realize that you are now exactly what you wished to be: a stunning futa wolf girl.

As you focus on creating the city, it begins to take shape around you. The buildings, streets and parks materialize before your eyes, each with their own unique architecture and style. Your people begin to populate the area; futanaris, women, and femboys of all shapes and sizes. Their clothes cling to their curves, emphasizing their voluptuous figures and large, round posteriors.

The city is bustling with activity as everyone goes about their daily lives. Nobody seems to mind your presence or actions; they carry on without paying you any attention. It's almost as if you truly are a god among mortals here. Enjoy your power and rule over this land however you see fit, knowing that no one will oppose you or stand in your way.

The citizens of your city watch you in awe as you stroll through the streets, taking in the sights and sounds of their home. Many of them bow their heads respectfully or offer small gifts to you; flowers, jewelry, even food. Your presence seems to bring nothing but joy and contentment to this place, further cementing your status as its divine ruler.

As you walk, you catch sight of a group of futanaris playing music in the town square. The notes they play are so enchanting that people from all around gather near, dancing and singing along. Their hips sway back and forth, emphasizing the curves of their ample posteriors as they move. It's a beautiful scene; one you could never grow tired of seeing.

Continuing onwards, you pass by a marketplace where vendors sell various goods and services. Some offer beauty treatments for futanaris, such as waxing and trimming their hairy regions. Others focus on clothing designed specifically to accentuate the wearer's behind, ranging from thongs and g-strings to plush tail-pads and rump-covers. The sights, sounds, and scents of this bustling marketplace are intoxicating; you could spend hours here just taking it all in.

As if by fate, your eyes land on a male futanari who is skilled at massaging the posteriors of his clients. He has a steady stream of customers, both male and female alike, seeking out his talented hands to knead their aching cheeks and release tension in areas they never thought possible. With each satisfied customer, he earns coins that he can use to improve his business or enjoy the pleasures of the city himself. The sight fills you with an unfamiliar sense of pride; it

The store you enter is filled with various oils and lotions designed to keep the fur of futanaris soft and healthy. There are also tools for grooming, such as brushes, combs, and trimming shears. The scent of lavender fills the air, helping to create a calming atmosphere where customers can relax while having their private areas attended to. As you wander among the displays, you notice that several futanaris have already claimed seats, waiting patiently for their turn with the masseuse.

The proprietor, a friendly-looking female futanari,

The female futanari with the largest behind is easily spotted; even among this crowd of ample posteriors, hers stands out like a beacon. Her tail sways gently as she works her magic on another satisfied customer. You approach her, enjoying the view from behind before moving to her side and addressing her directly.

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Without warning, you grab the large futanari's clothing and yank it down her legs. Before she has time to react, you thrust yourself into her tight rear end, your member sliding smoothly into her warmth. The sounds of their bodies slapping together echo through the shop as you begin a primal mating dance; the only witnesses being the don’t care on the faces of those who were moments ago enjoying their own private grooming sessions.

Around you, the normally calm atmosphere of the store is replaced by an intense desire; passionate moans fill the air as both you and the female futanari lose yourself in the sensations being exchanged between your bodies. Her tail twitches with excitement, adding another layer of pleasure to the experience.

As you continue to take her roughly from behind, the large futanari begins to moan louder and squirm beneath your grasp. Her muscles clench around you, drawing out every drop of pleasure from your body as she comes closer and closer to orgasm. Her tail now thrashes wildly on the floor, leaving small scratches in its wake. Despite the intense display of passion happening right before their eyes, none of the other patrons so much as bat an eye; they seem content to watch and enjoy the scene unfolding before them.

Your hips pound harder against her as you near your own climax, willing yourself deeper inside with each powerful thrust. Her cries of delight fill the air, becoming more ragged and desperate for release as she feels herself on the brink. Finally, with a loud moan that echoes throughout the shop, she comes apart beneath you; her muscles pulsing rhythmically around your member as pleasure washes over her in waves. You feel yourself erupt inside her just moments later, filling her up with your hot seed and bringing both of you to ecstasy.

As the last tremors fade away, leaving you both breathless and sated, you look down at the now-spent female futanari beneath you. A wicked grin spreads across her face as she reaches back to stroke your member tenderly; a gesture of thanks and appreciation for the pleasure you've just shared with her. Her tail twitches contentedly against the floor, and she purrs softly as if satisfied after a long, hard chase. It's clear that in this city filled with lustful futanaris and femboys, there will never be a lack of willing partners for you to explore your carnal desires with.