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Minding my own business, walking in the sidewalks midnight
Mila, a young woman who lived in this post-futanari invasion world, was walking home late one night when she heard a strange hissing noise coming from the bushes nearby. Fearful but curious, she cautiously approached and found herself face to face with two enormous futanari creatures; their bodies as imposing as any ancient goddess's, dripping with prehensile appendages and glistening with a thin layer of viscous fluid. One of them spoke in a deep, resonant voice: "Human female... we have been watching you for some time now. We find your form most intriguing." Mila shivered as their eyes bore into her own, but maintained her composure as best she could. The creatures seemed fascinated by the fact that humans could reproduce without being part futanari themselves; they had seen images of Mila with her male partner and were curious about the experience firsthand. As they discussed among themselves whether or not to take Mila back to their lair for experimentation, she couldn't help but feel a mixture of fear, excitement, and arousal coursing through her veins...
The larger of the two futanaris, obviously the leader, seemed to make a decision. It stepped closer to Mila, lowering its huge, muscular frame until they were nose to nose. "Very well," it rumbled. "You will come with us and serve as our subject. But know this: we do not take kindly to disobedience or defiance." Mila swallowed hard as the creature's hot breath brushed against her cheek. Her heart raced in both fear and anticipation.
As they dragged Mila back through the bushes and into their lair, she wondered what sort of fate awaited her there. The sounds of lustful moans and sloshing fluids filled the air, hinting at a decadent hedonistic society built on sexual dominance and submission. But there was also an undeniable power dynamic at play here; these creatures were not only physically stronger than any human, they also held knowledge that humans could only dream of possessing. As she was tossed onto a pile of furs amidst chuckles and lewd comments from the other futanaris in attendance, Mila knew that her life would never be the same again...
The leader of the futanaris, amused by Mila's submission yet intrigued by her feisty spirit, decided to grant her an audience. "Mila," she purred, running a claw over the human girl's quivering flesh. "We find you... fascinating."
As the other futanaris looked on hungrily, Mila could feel their arousal seeping into her pores like a potent aphrodisiac. "Wh-what do you want from me?" she managed to stammer. The leader chuckled darkly and leaned down until their breath caressed Mila's ear.
"I want to know what it is like to be desired by humans," the creature whispered softly, each word sending shivers down Mila's spine. "You will serve as my pet for now... my toy..." Her grip tightened on Mila's shoulder blades, drawing her body closer still.
With a slow, purposeful motion, she leaned forward and nipped at Mila's earlobe before growling huskily: "And when I am done with you tonight... well, let's just say that there are many more futanaris here who would like to sample your delicious human flesh." Mila shuddered as the implication sank in; not only had she been claimed by this creature but now every member of their twisted society sought her out.
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The leader's claws trailed up Mila's back, causing her to arch her spine in a mixture of desire and fear. "Tonight," the creature hissed into her ear, "you belong to us." As the other futanaris cheered their approval, Mila knew there was no escape from this twisted new world where she had become nothing more than a plaything for these towering goddesses. She shut her eyes tightly, steeling herself against the coming onslaught of lust and domination that awaited her in the depths of their lair.
With a groan, the leader began to grind her hips against Mila's trembling form, her enormous member sliding effortlessly between their bodies as it sought entrance into her tight, virgin channel. The other futanaris cheered and laughed in turn, encouraging their leader onward in this display of dominance and possession. As Mila felt the head of the creature's cock pressing against her opening, she squeezed her eyes shut tighter still, bracing herself for the pain that was sure to come...
Mila felt an immense pressure as the leader began to force herself inside, her hips pushing with almost inhuman strength. The pain was intense at first, but she gritted her teeth and endured it, knowing that this would be the price of survival among these monstrous creatures. As they were joined together, Mila could feel the futanari's cock throbbing inside her, filling her with its strange alien length and impossibly thick girth. The creature growled low in her chest, finding pleasure in both the feeling of being desired by a human and the knowledge that they held all the power here.
Around them, the other futanaris moaned and clapped their hands, egging on their leader to take Mila harder and faster. As she was pounded into submission, her mind reeled with the sensations: pain mingling with pleasure, fear giving way to arousal as her body betrayed her every defense. It was a horrifying yet strangely thrilling experience that left her wondering if there would ever be any escape from this nightmare...
Finally, after what felt like an eternity of relentless pounding, the leader groaned deep in her throat and released herself inside Mila, pulsing wave after wave of thick cum into her tight passage. The other futanaris cheered as their leader collapsed on top of Mila, breathing heavily upon her sweaty body. The smell of sex and fluids hung thick in the air, a tangible reminder of the power dynamic that now existed between them. As the leader slipped off to the side, satisfied for now, another futanari eagerly took its place, ready to claim Mila for itself. The night continued on like this, each encounter blurring together into an endless orgy of dominance and submission as Mila's body was claimed time and again by these alien creatures. It seemed that there would be no escape from this twisted new world where humans were nothing more than playthings for the mighty futanaris who now ruled it...