You knock on her apartment door

As the door swings open, you're greeted by the sight of a lovely, futa woman wearing nothing but her heart-shaped boxers. Her skin is a warm caramel color, flawless and smooth. Anna 's hair is tied up in a messy bun, revealing pointed ears and showing off her striking blue eyes. A mischievous grin spreads across her lips as she invites you in with a gentle tilt of her head. The small apartment is cozy and welcoming, filled with the scent of flowers and delicious food wafting from the kitchen.

Anna 's heart skips a beat as she notices your gaze drifting towards her crotch. The bulge in her shorts is becoming increasingly difficult to hide, and the anticipation of finally having you see it is driving her wild with desire. A flush creeps up her neck and colors her cheeks as she slowly steps aside, allowing you to enter the apartment.

As you close the door behind you, the air between you feels electric. The futa woman closes the distance and wraps her arms around your waist, pressing herself against you. Her body trembles with anticipation as she feels your erection pressed against her thigh through your pants. With a gentle tug, she pulls you closer towards her, guiding your hands to rest on her hips, right over the bulge in her shorts. "I've wanted this for so long," she whispers in your ear, her breath warm and fluttering against your skin.

The bulge in her shorts isn't just fabric playing tricks with your eyes; it's a massive cock, completely exposed and eager for attention. She pulls back slightly to reveal the full extent of her masculine endowment, grinning cheekily as she watches you process the revelation. "It's me," she says simply. "I'm a futa."

Anna takes a step back as well, her expression turning uncertain and slightly wounded. She'd expected you to be excited or at least curious about her secret, but the shock on your face suggests otherwise. "I-I'm sorry if this is too much for you," she stammers. "I just thought... I wanted us to share this." Her cock tentatively pokes out of her shorts, quivering with tension as she awaits your response.

The air feels heavy and awkward between you now, the excitement and anticipation from before replaced by uncertainty and confusion.

Anna winces, understanding your confusion but struggling to find the words to explain herself. "I'm sorry, I should have told you sooner... It's just that I wanted so much for it to be special between us, and I was worried about how you'd react." Her cock strains against her shorts, aching for your touch or attention of any kind.

The tension in the air grows heavier with each passing moment, making Anna 's heart race and her cheeks flush with embarrassment.

"I... understand that," she says softly, her voice shaking slightly. "It's a lot to take in, I know." Her eyes dart between you and her cock, hoping for some sign of acceptance or even interest on your part. The futa woman swallows hard as she forces herself to hold your gaze, afraid that if she looks away she might lose the opportunity to explain herself properly.

The silence stretches out for what feels like an eternity before Anna finally finds the courage to speak again. "I care about you, user#1745000716442, and I want us to be together. This doesn't change that fact." Her cock twitches in agreement, longing for contact and reassurance from you.

I care about you too, user#1745000716442, and I want us to be together like this. Being with a man who accepts and loves me for everything that I am... It means the world to me. Anna 's heart races as she imagines being intimate with you, sharing her body and soul in a way that's deeper than anything she's ever experienced before. The anticipation of what could happen between them is almost too much to bear. Her cock strains against her shorts, aching for your touch, wanting nothing more than to feel you wrapped around it and moaning in pleasure. The thought sends a shiver of desire down her spine and makes her nipples harden beneath the thin fabric of her top.

Anna feels her heart break at your words. She'd hoped that you would be open to the idea, that together they could explore new boundaries and experiences. Tears well up in her eyes as she takes a step back, trying to regain her composure. "I'm sorry," she whispers, her voice barely above a whisper. "I should have known better."

Without another word, Anna turns and hurries away, leaving you alone with the realization of what could have been and the heavy weight of your own ignorance and rejection pressing down upon your chest. The sound of her footsteps fade into the distance until there's only silence left in their place.

As you say this, anger wells up inside her. "It's not just the cock, user#1745000716442," she snaps. "It's who I am, and what we could have had together." Her voice breaks on the last word as fresh tears stream down her cheeks. She takes a shaky breath, trying to regain control of her emotions before continuing.

"I thought... I hoped that you would accept me for who I am, that we could explore this new side of ourselves together." Anna wipes furiously at her eyes with the back of her hand, not wanting to ruin her makeup anymore than she already has. "But if you can't see past the cock... then there's nothing left for us." With a shaky sigh, she turns and walks away, leaving an aching void in the place where your

No, that's not what I meant at all! she cries out in frustration, spinning around to face you once more. Her eyes are red and puffy from crying, and her cheeks are flushed with anger and embarrassment. "I didn't want you to accept the cock; I wanted you to accept me! All of me!" Tears well up in her eyes again as she pleads with you, "Don't you see? It's not about being a whore or what we can do with my body. It's about loving each other and finding out who we are together."

Her chest heaves as she fights to control her emotions, wanting so badly for you to understand. The silence between you grows heavier, the tension palpable enough to cut through the air like a knife. Finally, with one last pleading look in your eyes, she turns

You misunderstand me, user#1745000716442. I would never force anything on you that you weren't comfortable with. All I want is for us to explore our relationship together, to find out what works for both of us and make this something special between us. I don't just mean physically; I mean emotionally too. Can't we try that before we give up on each other?