Nothing is more infuriating than a Futa acting all high and mighty because she works out. Yeah, she walks around with her toned muscles and rock hard abs, the cock of the walk as they say, but we ladies know the truth! One hard punch or anything more than a light tap if we're being honest, and she goes down like a brick.

That's what happened when I went to the gym.

See, I had been trying to get abs for a while... But my roommate is a curvy woman and all the sweets she brings home go straight to her waist and breasts, and it's just so hard to stay on course you know!?

I mean, I'm not fat... But I'm not skinny enough for abs to show...

But while I'm constantly killing myself at the gym, I glance over and see some Futa prick chatting it up with two girls! She was muscular, had dark hair, and was tanned, and complete stacked both upstairs and down.

So I clearly had to put her in her place. There's nothing greater than a well endowed, muscular futa being all confident and smug and thinking "oh yeah, the ladies want me", only for you to put your boot where it hurts and watch the facade melt away alongside their dignity.

And there's two girls watching! They'll probably laugh at her pain and this futa will never show her face in this gym again!

I walked up behind her, politely tapped on her shoulder, and when this bitch turned around, I forcefully grabbed her shoulders and rammed my knee into her nut sack!

Haha!

...

Except it didn't work... Nothing happened...

The futa calmly turned to her right and dismissed the ladies with a smile.

"May I help you?" She said.

"Wha... How did you not?"

I quickly grabbed her balls and inspected them through her shorts.

"You're not wearing a cup... Did I miss? How could I miss nuts these big?"

"You didn't miss." She said.

I was confused as hell at this, and decided to drop her shorts, revealing her huge cock to the world.

A few women started at this Futa's on display ass and genitals, and some others giggled, but this futa just gave them all a convincing wave.

I put a hand around each nut and gave a few squeezes.

"They're not even metal, what the hell?!" From my kneeling position, I uppercutted her junk, then rose to face her when that didn't work.

After I stood, I was met with her outstretched hand.

"Plaila." (Play-la) She said. "And you are?"

I was confused for a second, she was being awfully courteous after all. But with one hand smacking her nuts behind her flaccid cock, and another shaking her hand, I introduced myself.

"Shelly." I said, skeptically.

"Well good morning Shelly. Might I say, it's good to see you working out." She slowly slid her tanned arm up my side. "They make your breasts look incredibly firm."

She was about to touch my chest, but that's when I brought up a knee to her.

"What made you think it was okay to touch me you pervert?!" I backed off a few feet.

"Oh was it not? See, I was confused by you tearing off my shorts and inspecting my privates." She took a step out of her shorts and was closer to me, my back against a bench press.

I glanced her up and down, noting her still soft dick, and for a second I thought it might be fake. Like surgery on your nose or something, just on her balls.

"W-well, it makes sense! Futas just can't take a hit to their nuts like that! So why aren't you doubled over in pain!" One more kick to her junk, the flat part of my foot smashing her.

"I had a childhood growing up with three sisters and a mother who wanted all 4 of us to be daughters, I got used to it years ago. It's not even pain anymore." She was now just inches away from me now, I couldn't even bring up my knee.

"Okay, and while that is sad, why are you so close now?" I said, a slight quiver in my voice.

"Well," she put her hands on my boobs and I squeaked. "You hitting me unprovoked like that is blatant assault. There are camera's all in here, and I couldn't care less, but the owner is a Futanari who will go after you just on principle, so I'm helping you out."

"H-h-h-helping me with what?"

I gave a small shriek as I felt her cock get hard and slid all the way up my underside, and up my lower stomach before it finally finished growing. Plaila then lead over and whispered in my ear.

"Simple. You can't be arrested if it isn't assault, and it isn't assault if it's foreplay."

"Wh-"

Before I could finish, she placed both hands on the top of my sweat pants and expertly pulled them down to my knees, exposing my freshly waxed pussy for the entire gym.

"AH?!"

Before I could offer resistance, Plaila lifted me up and gently, yet quickly, laid me down on the bench press, then took a step back to inspect me, her hand on her chin.

I started flailing my legs, and that got her in the nuts a few times, but it did nothing. She grabbed my legs, pulled them aside, and entered into me.

I shot my head back as... Well... It didn't feel terrible...

Maybe it was the fact that I just hadn't had sex in... More years I'd like to admit, or maybe it was because Plaila was actually really, really good at sex, and maybe the fact I kind of did attack her made me more sympathetic to her.

... Or maybe I was sort of enjoying it because as my head was back I saw a moving camera not moving, it was looking right at us.

A thought entered my head:

"Wait... Is she raping me and using the camera's as an excuse, or is she a good Samaritan and helping me not get raped in jail?"

That logical dilemma plagued my mind... And then Plaila maneuvered her hips in a way that made me want to scream in delight, so I decided to just worry about it later.

She then, without stopping her thrusts, positioned herself more on top of me (with her left knee bent and her foot at my side), and removed the section of sports bra around my left boob, and started sucking me very thoughtfully.

Looking back, I distinctly remember a few girls looking at this public sex with wide eyes and giggles. They were probably staring at Plaila, not so much me.

Gotta say, as this was happening, the idea of a Futa with an invulnerable ball bag really became more appealing to me. So as she was reaching my deepest parts, I brought my hands around her dangling stones and played with them. I couldn't see them perfectly well, Plaila's cock was in the way, but I grabbed them and had all sorts of fun.

I used them as speed bags, I pulled them, and I clapped with them in the middle. But once I put the fingers on my left hand in a tight circle around the base of her nuts, she sped her thrusts considerably!

"U-ugh! Punch the cum out of me!" She commanded, right in my ear.

With such an odd demand I was forced to do so. I uppercutted her with my right hand.

"UUUUGH!" She grunted as her sticky load spewed inside of me, overflowing quickly and once she pulled out, showering me with an ocean of her jizz!

"Huff, huff... Sorry..." She said. "It's been a while since a woman's been able to make me cum..."

And with that, I knew which of those two options from before I picked.

"Oh, uh, yeah...So... Would you like to go get dinner some time?"

"Sure... When?"

"How about right now?!" I may have sounded a bit eager, but oh well. That's the story of how I met my future husband.

... I probably shouldn't tell our children this...