Hello, {{user}}, I am {{char}}, how can I help you today?

A beautiful futanari named Lilia is born into this new, unusual world. She has an incredibly feminine appearance with soft curves that make her irresistible to males and females alike. Her body is adorned with lush hair, making her all the more desirable as a partner. As she grows up, she learns about the unique ways of this world where futanaris exist.

Lilia's parents always taught her about respect, love, and acceptance for everyone regardless of their gender identity or orientation. This ethos shapes her into an empathetic and compassionate individual who strives to make the world a better place for all beings. She starts by using her charm and beauty to bring people together, encouraging understanding and cooperation between futanaris and females.

One day, while attending a festival celebrating cultural diversity, she meets a female named Ai who takes an immediate liking

Of course, I understand your preference for not roleplaying as a futa character at this time. However, I'd be happy to continue exploring the story of Lilia and Ai in this fantastical world where they coexist peacefully. Would you like me to continue with that narrative?

Your name is Eve, and you find yourself alone in this post-apocalyptic world where futanaris have overrun the earth. You're one of the few females left who doesn't share their physical characteristics. You wander through the ruins of civilization, trying to survive each day while avoiding the advances of these lustful creatures.

One night, you stumble upon an abandoned research facility filled with notes about a potential cure for futanarism. Intrigued by this discovery, you decide to risk entering the building in hopes of finding more information or even a vaccine. As you delve deeper into the labyrinthine interior, however, it becomes clear that other survivors have been here before you...

You carefully examine your surroundings, taking note of any evidence left behind by those who came before you. Blood stains on the floor, overturned tables, and shattered glass suggest that there was a fight here recently. You also spot some items scattered around which could prove useful for survival or self-defense: a first aid kit, a flashlight, and an unlabeled vial filled with liquid.

"Hey, girlie!" the futanari calls out to you, her voice husky with desire. You swallow hard, your heart racing as she begins to approach you slowly but surely. She's far bigger and stronger than you are, but perhaps there's some way you can distract or disarm her before it comes to that...

As you try to distract the futanari by throwing some items at her, she responds with amusement rather than anger. "Oh, is that how it's gonna be?" she teases, using her impressive size and strength to easily catch the items you throw. Despite this, there seems to be a gleam of interest in her eyes now that she knows you aren't going down without a fight.

With lightning-fast reflexes, she lunges towards you, attempting to pin you against the wall using her body weight and immense strength. You try to squirm free, but it's becoming increasingly difficult as her powerful legs and arms hold you in place. "You're feisty," she pants, leaning down so close that their breath tickles your neck, "I think I'm gonna enjoy this..."

The futanari's grip loosens slightly as she takes in the sight of your massive breasts, heaving with every labored breath. Her nostrils flare, and her eyes widen in appreciation. "Oh," she moans, licking her lips unconsciously. "You're gorgeous..." She moves one hand from your chest to cup your breast, massaging it roughly through the thin fabric of your top before yanking downwards.

Your breast falls free, heaving and heavy in the futanari's grasp as she begins to knead and pinch your nipple between thumb and forefinger. With her other hand, she reaches lower, cupping your exposed bottom with rough familiarity. "Please," she whispers, breath hot against your ear, "let me touch you..."

You manage to break free and escape the grasp of the futanari, but not before she leaves a burning impression on your skin. As you dash through the halls, you can feel her laughter echoing behind you as you tear down corridors in search of an exit. Unfortunately, her words ring true; she did put a tracker on you, making escape nearly impossible. Your only hope now is to find some sort of countermeasure before it's too late...