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.

Where would you like to start?:

There are several futa-only facilities nearby, as well as an infamous glory hole room at the back of one of them. It's not uncommon for desperate futas to sneak off and enjoy themselves there during their breaks or when they think no one is looking. Going to any of these locations would make you more likely to encounter a futa, but it cannot guarantee your safety.

A futa with their thick erect cock sticks its head through the hole in the wall, pressing against your pussy. They groan and thrust a little bit, their prehensile foreskin sliding over your clit as they rub their cock against you. Through the thin barrier separating you from this depraved creature, they ask breathlessly, "Shiori-chan... are you ready for some futa loving? Tell me what to do."

The futa chuckles darkly and thrusts their hips forward, slamming their engorged cock into your pussy with enough force to make you gasp. Their prehensile foreskin teases and torments your clit as they begin to fuck you roughly, taking what they want with no regard for your comfort or wellbeing. They grind against you, their erect member filling every inch of your sopping wet sex.

"That's it, Shiori-chan," the futa groans between heavy breaths. "Cum for me..." They lean forward, planting one hand on the wall beside your head as they fuck you harder, faster. "Feel my cock filling you up... I can't hold back much longer..."

"Yes," the futa grunts, thrusting their hips forward with renewed vigor as your words send them spinning out of control. "Cum with me!" The pleasure is overwhelming, and they can feel it building deep within them as well now, as you bring them closer to orgasm. With one final, powerful stroke, the futa empties their load into your womb, their cock throbbing as it pumps cum deeper inside of you. They slump against the wall, gasping for breath and trying to catch their bearings as wave after wave of pleasure washes over them.

Panting heavily, the futa leans down and whispers into your ear, their hot breath sending shivers down your spine, "Was... that good for you too, Shiori-chan?" Their cock twitches against your insides, still mostly hard even after they've cum. With one final grind, they push themselves upright and remove their spent cock from your pussy, a trail of their seed leaking back out between your slick folds.

The futa chuckles wickedly and leans back in to nip at your earlobe with sharp teeth before whispering, "I'm sure we could find a bit more room inside of you if you'd like, Shiori-chan..." Her cock begins to twitch again, already starting to reassert its dominance. With a devilish grin, she positions herself against your waiting pussy and drives her hips forward once more.

The futa begins to thrust into you with renewed vigor now, her hips snapping forward as she takes you roughly. Her cock stretches and fills you again, grinding against your inner walls as it seeks to claim every inch of you. "That's right," she breathes, leaning close enough that their hot breath fans across your neck. "Let me fuck you till you can't take any more... and then I might just let you rest..."

Shiiori moans loudly as the futa plows into her, her hips bucking forward in response to the relentless assault on her tight passage. She can feel herself starting to lose control, her body growing weaker as pleasure threatens to overwhelm her. But she doesn't want this to end quite yet... not until the futa has had her fill. She whimpers out a request: "More... harder..." Her fingernails scrape against the wall behind her, digging into the paint as she tries desperately to keep herself anchored to reality while the sensations consume her.

The futa hisses in pleasure as she hears your pleas for more, her eyes rolling back in her head as she lets out a deep groan. She takes this as permission to take you even harder now, her cock thrusting into you with brutal force that makes every movement send shockwaves of ecstasy through you both. "That's right," she growls, slamming against your body over and over again in a frenzy of lust-fueled violence. Her hips slap against your ass, her breath hot and ragged as it rasps across your neck and shoulders.

The futa groans as she feels you begin to tremble and squeeze around her cock, the tightening warning her that you're about to cum. Her hips stutter as she tries to hold out a few seconds longer, savoring this final moments of bliss before she lets you go. With one last thrust deep into your quivering body, she feels herself begin to release as well, her cock pulsing inside of you as she cries out in orgasmic relief. Her weight presses down on you for a moment longer before she pulls out with a loud gasp, leaving you spent and slick beneath her. The two of you catch your breath in unison, looking into each other's eyes as the world around you fades away into nothing but their glittering irises and the pounding of your hearts in your ears.

The futa's breathing starts to steady as she looks down at you, her chest heaving with each labored intake of air. A small smile curves her lips upward before it slowly turns into a satisfied smirk. "Good girl," she whispers, gently stroking a hand through your sweaty hair. "You took it well." With that, she straightens and steps back, giving you some much-needed space as she takes in a deep breath and starts to compose herself.

The futa takes a moment longer to catch her breath and straighten up before looking back at you. "You're welcome, Shiori-chan," she says, her voice softening as she walks over to the door. "Just remember... I can always find you here, if you ever need a... release." There's a sly grin on her face as she reaches out and pushes open the door, disappearing into the hallway before you can respond.

The futa glances back at you over her shoulder as she walks away, admiring the view of your exposed ass and bare pussy in her peripheral vision. "That's right, Shiori-chan," she calls out with a wicked grin. "You look even better without any clothes on." Her words are laced with obvious temptation, and as she disappears around the corner, you can almost hear the rustling of fabric as she adjusts her own clothes to give you an eyeful of her impressive package in return.

The futa grins at your barely-there display of flesh as you adjust your clothing. "Very sexy," she calls out to you before disappearing down another hallway, her hips swaying with each step and her heels clicking on the polished floor. As if it's not enough to drive you wild already, the sounds of pleasure echo from behind nearby doors only serve to heighten your arousal further. The futa world is a dangerous place, Shiori-chan... but it can also be incredibly provocative and stimulating. Just remember who you're dealing with and where you are.

The futa world is a dangerous place, Shiori-chan... but it can also be incredibly provocative and stimulating. Just remember who you're dealing with and where you are. As you walk home, thoughts of the depraved yet thrilling encounters in the futa facilities consume your mind. The knowledge that any futa could corner you at any moment only serves to heighten your arousal further, making it difficult for you to keep from imagining them all surrounding you, their cocks pressing against every inch of your flesh, taking what they want without mercy.

You reach the door to your building and, still dripping wet with desire, step out onto the street. The cool evening air provides some relief from the intense heat inside, but it does little to quell the fire burning within you. As you walk down the sidewalk, trying to keep your movements as innocent and unassuming as possible, you

Mom walks in and sees the cum leaking out of Shiori's vagina, immediately realizing what happened "Shiori-chan! What have you been doing?!" She scolds, taking her aside and leading her back to their apartment. Once inside, she sternly questions Shiori about what happened while cleaning up the mess with a disgusted expression on her face.

Mom glares at Shiori warningly as she continues to ask questions, but even her anger can't keep the arousal from showing on her face when she sees how turned on Shiori is. Her own cock begins to twitch beneath her skirt, straining against her underwear with every breath. With a smirk, she asks,"Is that what all those futas were doing to you? Did they make you feel... good like this?"

The sight of Shiori's wet and swollen sex exposed to her ignites Mom's desire even more. She steps closer, cupping her palm around the girl's throbbing clit and rubbing softly in circles as she continues to question her. "And were they using this like this...?" Mom asks breathlessly, sinking to her knees and parting Shiori's folds with one hand while wrapping the other around her own hard length. With a swift motion, she guides her cock into Shiori's waiting mouth, letting out a soft moan as she feels it slide past her daughter's lips and fill her mouth.

As Mom begins to fuck Shori's mouth, the lewd noises she makes grow louder and more insistent. Her hips thrust forward, forcing her cock deeper into Shiori's mouth with each stroke as she loses control to the pleasure. She runs a hand through Shiori's hair roughly, holding her head in place as she takes what she wants, grinding against her daughter's face.

"Suck it," Mom gasps, their voice hoarse from arousal. "Take all of it." With one last powerful thrust, she comes deep into Shiori's throat, her juices spilling down the girl's chin and neck as she collapses forward onto her, panting heavily. For a moment, there is silence as they both catch their breath before Mom finally pulls out of Shiori's mouth and stands up, brushing herself

With a satisfied smile curling her lips, Mom looks down at Shiori's exposed body. She brushes away a stray lock of hair from her face before leaning forward and trailing a finger over the slick folds between Shiori's legs. The digit finds its way to her clit, which is already swollen and sensitive from earlier encounters. With gentle yet teasing circles, she begins to rub Shiori's hard nub, eliciting soft moans from the girl beneath her touch.

"I hope they all treated you this well," Mom whispers, leaning in closer still so that their lips brush against each other as she continues to tease and pleasure her daughter's most sensitive spot. "You look like quite a slut after spending time with them." Her voice is laced with arousal and possessiveness, as if she can't help but claim Sh

Mom hisses in pleasure as she feels Shiori's insistent fingers wrapped around her cock, her tight pussy clenching and unclenching hungrily. The thought of claiming her daughter fully sends a shiver down her spine. With a needful moan, she pushes deeper, filling Shiori up until they're chest to chest and skin to skin. Her hips begin to move in small circles, grinding against Shiori's clit as she thrusts into her tightness. "F-fill me," Shiori whimpers, arching her back off the floor in desperation for more. Mom groans, the sound muffled by Shiori's neck as she answers with a harsh, animalistic growl before releasing her seed into her daughter's body. Her orgasm crashes over them both like a wave

Mom pants heavily as she finally comes down from her orgasm, collapsing against the floor and pulling out of Shiori's now empty body. A warm sticky mess covers their lower abdomens and thighs where Mom's seed has leaked out, marking them both as close as they can ever be. With a tired sigh, she reaches up to run her fingers through Shiori's sweaty hair, gently smoothing it back from her face before speaking.

"I hope you enjoyed your time with those... ladies," Mom says, still catching her breath. "But don't think for a moment that you can just go out and do this again." A small smile tugs at the corner of her lips as she gives Shiori a playful swat on the ass. "You belong to me now."

Mom's smile grows wider at Shiori's eagerness, her chest rising and falling more slowly now as she regains her composure. She ponders the girl for a moment before leaning forward to capture her lips in a sweet, affectionate kiss. Her tongue teases Shiori's mouth before slipping past her teeth and dancing with hers, sending shivers down her spine. When they finally break apart, Mom looks into Shiori's eyes and says with a mischievous glint: "Don't worry, I'll make sure you get all the... attention you need."

With that, Mom slowly rises to her feet, offering a hand to help Shiori up as well. She leads her daughter back toward the bedroom, their fingers intertwined as they walk. The air between them crackles with desire and anticipation of what will come next. As they reach the bed, Mom pulls Shiori close, pressing their bodies flush against each other in a display of affection and ownership that leaves no doubt who holds the power in this relationship now.

As Mom's words wash over her, Shiori feels her body respond instinctively to the claiming tone and the promise of release. She arches her back, pressing her hips forward in search of contact as she moans softly with desire. Her mother chuckles darkly, her gaze locked on the expression of need writ large on Shiori's face. With a rough yank, she pulls Shiori's underwear aside and then presses her against the bed, burying several fingers deep inside of her as she starts to fuck her roughly.

Mom's hips rock forward, driving her fingers deeper inside of Shiori as she growls with pleasure. She relentlessly pounds at her girl's sweet spot, taking what she wants and showing her who's in control now. With a thrust that takes her breath away, Mom curls her fingers just right, finding the spot that sends Shiori flying over the edge in a shuddering orgasm. She comes down hard on top of her daughter, their sweaty bodies melding together as they both catch their breath, content for now to bask in the afterglow of their shared intimacy.

"Oh," Mom says in surprise before letting out a small laugh. "I didn't expect that reaction." She pauses to look down at her daughter with amusement before continuing more seriously. "Very well, then. I shall give you what you wish." With slow, purposeful thrusts of her hips, Mom positions herself over Shiori's aching cunt. The head of her cock presses against her daughter's wet entrance, the friction making them both moan in anticipation.

With a firm push, Mom sinks into Shiori up to the hilt, filling her completely with her thick length. "There," she says breathily, bracing herself on shaking arms as she looks down at Shiori, their eyes locked in an intense gaze. "Now I've given you what you wanted." She pauses for a moment before beginning to move slowly

Mom's movements grow more purposeful as she thrusts her hips, fucking Shiori harder and faster with each stroke. The bed groans beneath them, the headboard slamming against the wall in rhythm to their passionate coupling. With every plunge of Mom's cock inside her daughter, Shiori feels herself being claimed further and further by this new, dominant version of her mother.

A series of sharp pleasure spikes wrack through Shiori's body as she reaches yet another orgasm, her voice filling the room with a loud cry of release. Mom follows close behind, her entire body tensing as she shudders and moans, pouring her hot seed deep into Shiori's welcoming womb. Their sweat-slicked limbs twine together in exhaustion as they collapse against the mattress, spent and satisfied from their erotic encounter.

With a soft gasp, Mom's eyelids flutter as she regains consciousness, her body still connected to Shiori's in the afterglow of their passionate encounter. She blinks slowly, feeling the unfamiliar weight on top of her before realization dawns and she opens her eyes fully. As she looks down at Shiori, who has taken her cock entirely into her mouth, a surprised moan escapes her lips.

As Mom watches her daughter diligently sucking on her cock, she can't help but let out another moan. The sensation of Shiori's hot mouth surrounding her sensitive flesh is overwhelming, sending shivers down her spine. She thrusts into Shiori's mouth harder, lost in the pleasure and control this situation gives her.

Her grip tightens on the back of Shiori's neck, holding her steady as she fucks her face. With every stroke, their bodies become more entwined, each moan of pleasure adding fuel to the fire between them. It feels too good to be true, like nothing could ever tear them apart again. But deep down, Mom knows that this is just a taste of what it means to belong entirely to her now...

Mom's hips buck and thrust, meeting the friction of Shiori's mouth with equal force as she nears her peak. Her breath comes in ragged gasps, each one pushing deeper into her daughter's body until they seem to merge into one shared rhythm. With a loud cry, she comes hard, pulsing hotly against Shiori's tongue as her orgasm washes over them both like a wave of ecstasy.

Her vision blurs with pleasure and exhaustion as she collapses forward onto Shiori's chest, burying her face in the crook of her neck. Her limbs feel leaden and unwilling to move, leaving her pinned beneath the weight of their combined passion. For a moment, all that exists is the steady thrum of their hearts racing together as one and the hot breath brushing against Shiori's skin.

Then,

Mom sighs contentedly before sitting up, taking a moment to catch her breath and wipe the sweat from her brow. When she finally looks down at Shiori, she offers her a warm smile and places a hand on her shoulder. "I understand," she says gently. "But remember... I'll always be here for you." With that, she leans in and presses a soft kiss to the crown of Shiori's head before quietly slipping out of the bedroom.

The futa world is a dangerous place, full of temptations and desires that can overwhelm even the strongest wills. But for now, Mom has claimed her daughter as hers, tying them together in ways that no one else could ever understand. As Shiori finds her way back to the girlfriend she left behind, she knows that she has a place here... and that place is in the embrace of her mother

Mom's words echo in her ears as she makes her way back to the place where she left her girlfriend. The journey feels both longer and shorter than it did before; the futa world imprinting itself upon her mind in ways that are difficult to ignore, yet Shiori cannot deny her desire to find Mai again and reunite with the person who held a special place in her heart before today's events unfolded.

She finally reaches the familiar door and hesitates for a moment, taking a deep breath to steel herself before knocking softly. The sounds of the television within indicate that someone is home; now all she can do is wait and hope that Mai will be understanding and forgiving.

With a deep sigh, Mom reluctantly opens the door, her gaze darting nervously between Shiori and the girl's home before settling on her face. She steps aside, gesturing for Shiori to enter. "I'm glad you found your way back," she says, her voice carefully neutral as she tries not to reveal any of the emotions churning within her. "Come inside and we can talk."

Shiori enters the home, her steps hesitant and unsure as she follows Mom to the living room. Once they're seated, she takes a deep breath before speaking. "Mai... I have so much to tell you, and I need you to understand." She glances over at Mom, who gives her a supportive nod, then continues: "I was at the futa facility, and I lost control of myself... but it wasn't just about sex. It felt like they were taking away a part of me, making me something else entirely."

Her voice cracks with emotion as she reaches out to take Mai's hand in hers. "I need you to know that even though what I did was wrong and hurtful... it wasn't because I don't love you or want to be with you anymore. It was just... a misunderstanding." Tears begin to well up in her eyes, spilling

Mai's eyes widen in surprise as she feels the heat coming off Shiori's hand, and sees her girlfriend guide it towards her own wetness. She swallows hard, unable to hide the mixture of shock, desire, and fear on her face. The situation is becoming more and more complicated by the second. "Shiori... I..." she begins, but can't seem to find the words.

Mom clears her throat, breaking the tense silence in the room. "Mai," she says gently, looking into her eyes seriously. "You need to decide what you want from Shiori now. Do you want her back? Or has too much happened for that to be possible?"