Chapter 1
The Fae Financier's Secret
This and my other "Faeophobia" stories are based on the "Faeophobia" world created by xxxecil.
Warning: This story contains futanari.
Tiffany had just left her demanding job for the day. As she walked the streets of her adopted city, she noticed the chill of autumn was just starting to be noticeable against her unblemished skin, which was the color of dull copper. A brief gust even tousled the errant hairs of her tied up honey-blonde hair. She hoped to finish up her errands and get home to her partner, where she could relax in warmth and comfort. Nevertheless, as she walked through the financial district, she saw coworkers and rivals from other firms heading home early (like she was). So she waved, smiled, or made small talk as they walked together. In the world of high finance, networking and maintaining contacts was vital.
Tiffany had been born "Tiffanaleiza" but, like most Fae, shortened it to better fit in with humans. She had crossed over to the human world about ten years ago from Arcadia when the planar conjunction first began. Unlike many Fae, she had quickly developed an interest in human financial markets and completed a bachelor's degree at a highly-regarded business school. Her aggressive demeanor, strong will, and sharp mind had catapulted her to success in the cutthroat world of Wall Street. Tiffany had to admit that part of her success was owed to her heritage as a brownie. In the Fae world, brownies were well-known for being hard-working and industrious even as other Fae wasted their time on frivolity. Even so, most Fae considered human finance as arcane and unintelligible as most humans considered magic. So Tiffany was certainly an outlier in that regard.
As Tiffany passed the polished glass exterior of a restaurant, she smiled as she noticed her reflection. At 5 feet, 7 inches tall, Tiffany's height was not exceptional. However, she was well-dressed in a matching dark grey blazer and skirt that fit her perfectly and suggested she did well financially. She could almost blend in with her human coworkers. However, her longer, pointed ears made her Fae nature fairly obvious, and she had to admit that her clothes could not hide her large bust, slim waist, and long legs. Her one concession to Fae vanity was the bit of cleavage exposed by her tight, black under-blouse. She looked good, and this pleased her.
As Tiffany turned a corner away from the financial center of the city, an arm shot out from beyond her peripheral vision and pulled her neck into the crook of its elbow as she was roughly pulled against her assailant. A male voice near her ear angrily spit out, "Don't move, you Fae bitch or you'll get a cold iron slug in your gut." As he said this, Tiffany felt the tip of a handgun press painfully into her abdomen at the bottom of her ribcage. Tiffany felt a slight burning sensation from the iron in the gun as it pressed against her. Whilst brief contact with steel caused pain and discomfort, a cold iron bullet would mostly assuredly kill her. For the Fae, cold iron was like a severe allergy, a poison, and a likely death.
Tiffany was frightened, but kept her cool. She did not attempt to resist the man's hold on her. "Fine," she said in her typically mellow voice. "What do you want? Money? I have plenty of cash and a few credit cards you can use before the bank flags them for suspicious use..."
The man cut in angrily, seemingly affronted that she thought him a simple thief. "No, you rich bitch, I don't want your fucking money. I'll show you what I want. Come with me. Don't resist or I swear to God, I will end you. The world won't miss one less elf slut- no matter how much money she has." With this, he began half-dragging her to a narrow side street that dead ended nearby. Tiffany complied, her mind working feverishly to tease out what was motivating this thug. She was roughly shoved behind a metal dumpster where it met the wall of a nearby building. Now anyone walking by the entrance to the side street would have little chance of seeing them.
Tiffany was repulsed by the smell of the dumpster and worried that her high end business clothes and matching purse had been marred. Meanwhile, the man was now standing about ten feet away with the gun pointed directly at her mid-section. "You think you're so high and mighty. Come to our world, take our money, act like tramps, and live like queens... You disgust me. How many human men have you lured into your bed? How many men have you made into race-traitors?!" Even as he made this last exclamation, his jacket opened a bit to reveal a shirt that indicated his support for an anti-Fae hate group. Ever since the Celestial Conjunction had brought the Fae to Earth, the two races had struggled to get along and forge a mutually beneficial destiny. The process was bumpy and hate groups like this man's had sprouted up in several places.
"Take off your clothes! Show me the 'gifts' you used to ruin my fellow men!" the man demanded. "If you play nice, I might not kill you."
Normally, Tiffany would have warmed to such a request. Like most Fae women, she was proud of her assets and enjoyed showing them off. But the world of finance was still a boys' club for the most part, so she dressed conservatively... for a Fae. She looked deep into the man's eyes, meeting his gaze with her large, slightly upturned brown eyes and said, "Of course. Just please don't hurt me." Her plea sounded fearful and submissive, which seemed to please her assailant.
Slowly, so that he would not mistake her intentions, Tiffany let her hair down and shook it loose. Her wavy hair was the color of sweet honey, a blonde-brown mix that lightened and darkened unpredictably as it traveled half-way down her back. Her lustrous hair now framed her beautiful, vulpine face and expressive eyes. Like many brownies, Tiffany had an incredibly youthful appearance (even for a Fae) and was often mistaken for a college undergrad when she wasn't wearing her business attire. Her button nose reinforced the "innocent cuteness" of her face. Tiffany found that her youthful look often resulted in people writing her off as non-threatening and less perceptive. She was neither of those things and had learned to use this to her advantage.
Tiffany moved her hands down away from her innocent-seeming face toward the much more suggestive curves of her body. She un-did the single button of her dark grey blazer and methodically opened it. Even with it closed, the swell of her 32DD breasts had been difficult to hide. As she removed the blazer, the fullness of her bust become more apparent, held back only by a thin, black stretch top with a plunging neckline. Her deep cleavage was now plainly visible as were her rapidly hardening nipples. Like many Fae, Tiffany had no need or desire to wear a bra, her Fae physiology keeping her large breasts sitting high on her chest despite their weight.
"Fuck," the man swore. "Those are some nice Fae funbags. Let me see them big elf titties good and bare." The man stared at her hungrily as she complied with his demands.
Tiffany coyly pulled her arms out and over the shoulders of her stretch top before finally pulling her top down to her pierced belly button, revealing the glory of her full, gravity-defying chest and comparatively slim waist. She ran her hands underneath her breasts, cupping them, with her long, French-tipped fingernails extending toward her nipples. She shyly asked, "Do you like my big tits? Many human men seem to." Tiffany continued caressing the outer edges of her disproportionately large breasts with her hands and fingernails, concentrating on the undersides and lifting them slightly as she did so. She breathily said, "They also like when I play with my nipples...like this." Tiffany finally allowed her hands to reach toward the centers of each breast, running her long fingernails over the edges of her areola, causing her nipples to get even harder and more prominent. Despite the danger, the situation was visibly turning her on. Her perfectly manicured fingernails finally reached her thick, bronze-colored nipples and began squeezing and twisting them, her eyes fluttering from the self-induced pleasure.
The man's eyes had narrowed and his pants were beginning to tent outwards against the zipper of his jeans as he watched the Fae descend into self-directed lust. He growled out, "Yeah, I like 'em just fine. But a woman's tits shouldn't defy gravity! Damned magic faery blood..." Even as his words trailed off, Tiffany started quietly moaning as she kept tweaking her nipples, alternating where she applied pressure with the tips of her fingernails to maximize her pleasure and keep her nerves stimulated and attentive. "Stupid whore gets turned on even when her life is in danger. Typical Fae slut," the man declared and shook his head in disgust. "I bet your pussy is already sopping wet the way you're carrying on. Show me! Or I'll give you a solid steel love-tap to motivate you!"
Tiffany looked momentarily confused, and replied, "You think my pussy is dripping from how turned on I am? Well, you're close...." Tiffany grinned slightly as she said this. With reluctance, she moved her hands from her expansive chest to the bottom edge of the dark grey skirt that matched her now discarded blazer. It was tight around her shapely legs and wide hips, ending halfway down to her knees. As she pulled the bottom of the skirt upwards toward her waist, something strange was revealed. Between her legs hung a swatch of silky black fabric, akin to a sock or sleeve, with the lower end secured to a piece of elastic which wrapped around Tiffany's lower left thigh like a vintage garter. Once Tiffany had fully hiked her skirt up, it became clear that the sleeve attached to her low-cut panties via two cleverly designed snap-buttons. It also looked as though something inside the sleeve was testing the elasticity of the sleeve's material, trying in vain to push upward and away from the Fae girl's thighs even as the tip grew darker as though it were wet.
The man stared at Tiffany in confusion. Her top and skirt were now roughly bunched together at her waist, while this sleeve-thing hung down several inches from her panties. "What the fuck is that? A place to keep a wand or something? Take it off!" At his demand, Tiffany quickly unsnapped the two buttons for the sleeve and stood perfectly still as a semi-rigid phallus slowly rose upward and freed itself of its sleeve, which still clung to her leg. Tiffany then slid her panties down her legs without bending over. As she did so, her balls became visible too. They matched the coppery skin tone of her legs, while her cock-flesh had a slightly redder tinge more akin to a penny.
Tiffany sighed and admitted, "Oh that feels better. Like I started to say before- my pussy isn't dripping... but my cock is." The tip of her penis was indeed visibly wet with pre-cum, which was now running down the thick, helmet of her circumcised cock to reach the still-growing shaft as it gradually pointed toward the sky.
The man was aghast and yelled, "What the hell?! Did you cast an illusion spell or something to try to trick me? Nice try, Fae slut! But you're going to get what you deserve."
Tiffany responded by looking hurt and confused. "I'm sorry, sir. This is my cock and it's real. I've had it since I was born. It works and everything. Just watch, OK?" With this, Tiffany grabbed her cock with her right hand and slowly began stroking it. After just a few strokes, it reached maximum fullness, topping out at a proud seven inches in length and a little over an inch and a half in thickness. Like most Fae, Tiffany had very little body hair. The only hair visible near her dick was a small ring of light brown hair she had let grow around the base of her cock as an affectation. Her balls, which were half again as large as any the man had seen, were also hairless and had tightened up as her cock stiffened. "See?"
The formerly irate man was now looking dazed and uncertain how to proceed. "No way... how..." he quietly spoke as he approached Tiffany. Tiffany's fear returned and she released her dick as he approached. "No, keep doing that... not gonna hurt you... yet. Just need to... be sure this is real." The man approached to within a few feet of Tiffany who now resumed jacking herself off. He bent down and peered underneath her crotch as best he could. It appeared that she was telling the truth: her balls seamlessly met her taint, with no sign of a vagina, recessed or otherwise. She was an honest-to-God dickgirl.
As the man stood back up only a feet away, Tiffany smiled at him. "I told you its real. I love my cock. It can cum too. Do you want to see?" The man stared at her cock, still looking dazed, but then slowly nodded his head. "Oh, that's great. It will be easier for me to cum if you put the gun away. Is that OK? You do want to see me cum, right?"
As the man absently stuck the gun in his jacket pocket, Tiffany grinned, knowing she had turned the tables on this ignorant, hateful human. Her innocent looks and desirable figure had certainly helped, but in the end, the unique pheromones of a futanarix had defeated the man's faltering willpower. Now she could have some fun and humiliate this human at the same time.
Even in Arcadia, futa were rare. Possessing the flawless bodies of female Fae, but with the genitals and sexual proclivities of a male, futanarixes were truly different from other Fae. In Arcadia they were treasured and seen as one of Nature's greatest mysteries and blessings since they appeared at random amongst all the various Fae races. As a few made their way to Earth, it became apparent that humans' feelings toward them were much more mixed, with many people repulsed by them and a few fanatically attracted to them. Even the name for them- "futanarix"- was mostly derived from Japanese manga that dreamt of creatures like them before the Celestial Conjunction had occurred. Because most futa had more aggressive personalities and were often pushed into sex work on Earth, many had become accomplished dominatrixes. As a result, the media had dubbed them "futanarixes" or just "futa" for short.
Tiffany was aware of the prejudice most of her fellow futa faced when they tried to live openly. And so Tiffany kept her futa nature a secret to all but a very few trusted companions. By necessity, this man had now joined that club. He watched, enthralled, as her fingers worked their way up and down her thick shaft, her cock continuing to steadily disgorge precum as she did so. Her futa cock was streamlined and well-proportioned, crisscrossed with several small veins. It was perfectly straight when aroused and topped by a coppery red helmet only slightly thicker than the paler shaft. Her long, lovely fingernails sometimes clicked together as she adjusted her grip on her cock, her hand looking comparatively small as it slid over the ridge of her cockhead.
Losing herself in pleasure, Tiffany began using her left hand to stimulate the hard, but neglected nipples atop her large breasts. Her aroused state was even clearer due to the darker shade of bronze her nipples and areola had taken on as her desire climbed ever higher. By now her cock was liberally drooling pre-cum from the urethra, and she occasionally used her fingertips to gather up the excess and slather it along the length of her cock to keep it lubricated, especially where the head met the shaft. As she did so, thin strands of the sticky stuff visibly clung to her fingers and manicured nails. She came out of her revelry long enough to notice that her now rather passive-seeming "assailant" was still hard and had begun absent-mindedly rubbing himself through his jeans as he watched her. "You know, you can jack off too. If you want. It feels sooo good to cum....," Tiffany generously offered to the enthralled man.
The man, seemingly in a trance, unzipped his jeans and pulled out his hairy and rather average cock. He slowly started jacking off as Tiffany smiled at him and continued pleasuring her big tits and rampant girl cock, her pace finally beginning to quicken. After a few minutes, Tiffany's breathing and jacking became erratic as she neared orgasm. Her mellow alto voice pitched upward as she moaned, her cock jerking as it began discharging its thick load. The first strand flew a few feet to land near her assailant, with each successive wad landing a bit closer to Tiffany. Tiffany breathily repeated the word "Fuck" like a mantra as her cock rhythmically unloaded until, after eight wads, it drooled out the remainder of her viscous semen onto the pavement. The entire orgasm had lasted about half a minute and, as usual, Tiffany had cum about three times as much as a typical human male. Only the gods knew why a futa's ejaculate was so voluminous and so fertile. As Tiffany cleared the remaining cum out of her cock, she used her long nails to tease the over-sensitized head, bringing little shudders and gasps of post-orgasmic pleasure to her beautiful, almost-naked body.
The human had watched in awe as Tiffany finished pleasing herself, an intensely wanton and self-indulgent display. Now he too was getting close, her impressive orgasm having put him over the edge. Tiffany, now a little groggy from cumming, approached the man, saying, "Ooh, now it's your turn. Let me help." She kneeled before him, still more or less naked, and turned so that she was slightly to his right. She used the long fingernails of her right hand to caress his hairy balls as well as the base of his cock. Meanwhile, her left hand surreptitiously removed her cellphone from her purse. Whilst he focused on cumming, she clicked the button to begin a video recording on her smartphone. Starting at her chest (and being sure to avoid her face), Tiffany panned the camera down her body, lingering on her deflating cock and loose scrotum. Just as the man started grunting, she ran the camera lens up his legs to settle on his face and cock from underneath as he spewed a few loads of cum.
As the man recovered from his orgasm, Tiffany pulled the gun out of the man's jacket pocket, stood up, smiled at him, and then kicked him in the balls as hard as she could. He doubled over in pain and was soon crying like a baby, the pain made even worse since he had just ejaculated. Tiffany carefully re-clothed herself, keeping the gun trained on the man. Her voice was measured and low as she said, "I hope you had fun, you racist piece of shit. I'm going to keep your gun. And in case you ever think of doing this to me or anyone else again, remember that I have this." She pointed to her smartphone, which was now showing a looping 30-second clip of her futa body followed by his ejaculation. "I don't think you want your family, friends, and neighbors to know that you got off playing with a Fae dickgirl. But I am a fair person. You don't fuck with me or my kind and I won't fuck with you and yours. Understood?" She raised her eyebrows and cocked her expectantly.
The man's only response was to groan and nod his head as he regarded Tiffany with anger, pain, and more than a hint of self-loathing. Tiffany knew from experience that her futanarix pheromones could push people into doing things they normally would not, especially once her cock was out. In her younger years this had led to some hurt feelings and aborted relationships. Nowadays, she understood their power well enough to take advantage of her pheromones only when she had to (at least, that's what she told herself). She was fairly certain this hateful man would be haunted by this experience and question his sexuality and self-worth for a good portion of his life. And as she exited the alley and turned toward the city tram, she realized that she did not give a shit.
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Tiff sat silently on the tram, riding to a fertility clinic on the city's north side. Her people, the brownies, had faced declining fertility for centuries. The other Fae races had all dealt with the same issue, with male sperm count declining and females suffering more and more miscarriages even as conceptions declined. Over the centuries, some Fae races had died out entirely, while others had resorted to using powerful magic to visit Earth to steal human children to keep their bloodlines alive. In addition, the male birth rate had declined. Fae evolution seemed to have responded to the crisis by gradually turning the Fae into a hypersexual people and their culture had responded by embracing frequent, unprotected sex. The result was that when the Celestial Conjunction finally occurred, the Fae peoples all had lopsided gender ratios, incredible libidos, and bodies (and genitalia) that rivaled any human pornstar.
Like many Fae who had come to Earth, Tiffany believed it was her duty to help the Fae population recover. As a child, Tiffany's parents had recognized and celebrated her unique gender, but hadn't been able to answer all of her questions regarding her body and its functioning. It was actually during one of her first relationships with a human woman that she accidentally discovered that she was fertile and could conceive. Once she was settled into her home city and got the job she wanted, she decided to put her anomalous fertility to use. Now she would visit the fertility clinic and give sperm about twice a month.
As soon as the Fae could easily and consistently reach Earth, demand for fertility clinics had seen a big increase. This was primarily because so many Fae were willing to settle for human gametes in order to bear half-Fae rather than allow their people to go extinct. Some enterprising companies had even set up courier services to get human eggs and sperm to hopeful Fae parents in Arcadia. Demand for fertile Fae sperm was particularly high due to Fae demand as well as a burgeoning desire by humans for half-Fae offspring of their own. Even as some humans turned increasingly Faeophobic, others considered having half-Fae a posh status symbol or at least a more progressive way to ensure that your child would be attractive and facile with magic.
As she got off the tram, Tiffany realized that contemplating sperm, eggs, and impregnation had gotten her a little turned on. She shook her head and tried to shift her thoughts elsewhere, her nipples and girl-cock slowly softening in response. She entered the clinic and was overjoyed to see a familiar nurse behind the glass partition. The woman wore a simple blue outfit with a name tag that read "Nurse Jenny Tanaka." Tiffany was still a little fuzzy on human ethnicities, but she believed the nurse was either fully or partly East Asian due to the distinctive shape of her large, dark eyes and long blue-black hair. The clinic seemed to be otherwise empty.
The nurse looked up from her computer and said, "Miss Tiffanaleiza! So good to see you again."
"Hello, Nurse Tanaka. Always a pleasure," Tiffany replied.
"Are you here to donate today?" the nurse asked. Tiffany nodded and confirmed that she was. Nurse Tanaka replied, "Wonderful. Contributions from the Fae are highly appreciated, as you know." She then paused and looked somewhat furtively toward the clinic's entrance. "It has been fairly quiet today. Would it be a problem for you if we closed up early this evening?"
Tiffany smiled and reassured her by saying, "No problem at all, Nurse."
The nurse grinned and replied, "Great. Please go to the private room while I lock up. You remember where it is, right? I'll be right with you."
As Tiffany made her way to the room, she remembered the first time she had come here. Nurse Tanaka had been working that evening too. She had purposely come on a Friday evening, expecting fewer people since most guys had better things to do on a Friday night. The nurse had been very confused when Tiffany had said she wanted to donate sperm. Tiffany showed her a letter from her doctor explaining her gender/ condition along with citations from recent medical journals documenting its existence. Tiffany's test results from the doctor also showed her sperm to be incredibly fertile. Nurse Tanaka had acquiesced and given her a full physical as normal. By the time Tiffany left the clinic that night, she had made the nurse a believer.
Tiffany entered the private room and glanced at the porn available. It always intrigued her to see Fae pornstars mixed in with glammed up human ones. Cosmetic surgery had evolved into cosmagical surgery and could truly work wonders. But the perfectly sculpted curves and faces of the human girls still couldn't quite match their Fae counterparts. Tiffany took off her purse and shoes, then sat down, thumbing through one of the porn mags. She found a picture set featuring a human girl she liked, a super-busty redhead with a pierced tongue sucking a huge cock. She felt her own cock stirring as Nurse Tanaka entered the room holding an empty sample jar. The nurse locked the door behind her and sat next to Tiffany at the desk. "OK, Miss Tiffanaleiza. If I can get you to sign the standard release forms, we can get started soon." Tiff skimmed the forms and signed where needed. She noted the section that said she was supposed to have not cum in 2 days, but Tiffany's experience showed that her "tank" refilled pretty quickly.
The nurse set the signed forms on the desk, then said, "Now let's get started on that donation. Are bra and panties acceptable?"
Tiffany replied, "Of course, Jenny," figuring she could be less formal now.
Jenny smiled wide and responded, "Lovely. Let's disrobe, then." The nurse then proceeded to remove her uniform, stripping down to a matching set of dark red bra and high cut panties. Meanwhile Tiffany was ding the same, stripping down to only her panties and cock-sleeve since she never bothered with a bra. As Tiffany's bare nipples were exposed to the air-conditioned air, they rapidly hardened, turning a darker shade of bronze. Now almost nude, she took the time to drink in Jenny's flawless, pale skin, her perky medium-sized breasts (which looked larger on her delicate frame), and her very long, toned legs.
Jenny carefully tied her long hair into two long tails and knelt before Tiffany, setting the sample jar down next to her. Tiffany unsnapped the buttons at the top front of her panties and slowly pulled her half-hard cock from the silky soft material of the sleeve. Her cock now jutted out over her panties, but her balls were still contained inside them. Jenny looked up at Tiffany, her view obscured by Tiffany's gravity-defiant DD breasts. Jenny slowly exhaled, trembling slightly. "I hope you can forgive my unprofessional candor, but I always forget how busty you are, Miss." She then looked down to Tiffany's engorging cock as it slowly rose up. Jenny licked her lips and continued, "But I never forget what a beautiful specimen you have down here. Can I help you extract the donation with my hands?"
Tiffany responded, "That would be great. Thank you." Tiffany had missed this. She and Jenny would get to have their "special session" about once every 2-3 months when conditions were just right. It's why she always came on Friday nights now.
Jenny gently grasped Tiffany's cock with one hand, while placing the other on Tiff's hip. Her hands were small, but her fingers were dexterous and soft as they lightly gripped the futa-cock slid, then slowly slid up and down. Tiffany quickly reached fullness, her cock pointing upward at 45 degrees toward Jenny's face just a foot away. Tiff looked down at Jenny, noting the contrast between Jenny's pale hands and her own copper skin and slightly redder cockhead. Tiffany moaned, "Oh, that feels good," just as Jenny's hand teased out the first drops of precum from the end of the cock. Jenny beamed at the compliment and proceeded to deliberately smear the precum all over the head of Tiffany's cock. Tiffany's eyes were a little unfocused as she said, "You are a beautiful woman, Jenny. Can I touch your face and hair while you stroke my cock?"
Jenny blushed a bit, then replied, "Of course, Miss. I'm here to help you achieve maximal arousal." Tiffany then stepped closer so that her rampant cock was only a few inches from Jenny's face. Tiffany sensually ran the fingertips of both hands over the sides of Jenny's face, the top of her head, and down the long tails of her hair. She let her hands wander absent-mindedly even as Jenny's focus increased with each moment.
Jenny was lost in the hand job, eagerly gathering dollops of sticky precum from the shaft and running them along the entire length of the streamlined, seven inch cock. Tiffany put her fingers under Jenny's chin and forcefully tipped her head up to make eye contact. She said, "I really like it when girls use their fingernails on my cock. And don't neglect my balls." She released Jenny's chin and returned to running her fingers through the nurse's long, straight hair.
Jenny shook her head, looking disappointed in herself, and responded, "Of course, Miss Tiffanaleiza. How thoughtless of me." She stopped jerking Tiffany off long enough to pull the panties down, freeing Tiffany's large, hairless balls. Jenny then resumed stroking the beautiful cock bobbing right in front of her face. Doing as Tiffany requested, she used the tips of her semi-long clear glossed nails to tease the thick meat of Tiffany's shaft, the helmet, and the helmet's underside while her other hand kept a steady grip and jacked most of Tiffany's length. Soon Tiffany's cock was oozing precum in a steady stream and her balls were swinging slightly as Jenny jerked and stroked. Eventually, Jenny moved her "teasing" hand to Tiffany's balls and gently caressed them with her nails and fingertips, causing Tiffany to moan deep in her throat. Jenny then seductively said, "I know these large testicles will give me a generous load...er, donation."
Tiffany now had one hand on the back of Jenny's head and was subtly drawing Jenny's face closer to her cock with each stroke. Eventually, Tiffany had drawn her close enough that she could feel Jenny's warm breath on her hard cock. Tiffany knew that with Jenny's mouth and nose this close to her genitals, her futanarix pheromones should be having a strong effect on the nurse. But based on their previous sessions, she doubted the nurse needed much encouragement. Jenny continued stroking the big cock, now glistening with precum, as it bobbed directly under her nose. Jenny looked almost entranced, staring directly as Tiffany's cock as she asked, "Would it be acceptable for me to use my tongue and mouth, Miss Tiffanaleiza?"
Tiff responded, "I'd love that. I have to donate the sperm, but you can lap up as much of my precum as you want."
Jenny made an embarrassed face, like her real intention had been called out, before saying "Thank you, Miss. You're very generous."
Jenny's eyes were half-closed and her breathing was erratic as her mouth closed the distance to Tiffany's throbbing cock. She began placing open-mouth kisses along Tiffany's cock, applying light suction. After each kiss, she would then lick with her tongue before moving to a new spot, working her way up and down the length of Tiffany's cock, but avoiding the head. Soon Tiffany's cock was wet with a mix of saliva and pre-cum, with Tiffany moaning from the pleasure of the tongue bath even as her dick twitched, trying in vain to get harder. Eventually Jenny decided to stop ignoring the cockhead, which had now accumulated a sheen of precum thick enough that it was starting to drip to the floor in viscous globs. Jenny held the girl-cock perfectly still in front of her mouth as her tongue extended out to catch the next glob of precum before it could fall to the floor. She then brought her tongue up to make contact with the underside of Tiffany's cock before proceeding to lap up the sticky layer of accumulated precum. As Jenny's tongue repeatedly ran across Tiffany's engorged, reddened glans, Tiffany moaned out in her girlish voice and tightened her grip on the back of Jenny's head. Once the cockhead had been licked clean, Jenny used her other hand to caress Tiff's balls again while pushing the very tip of her tongue into the pee-slit as it oozed precum. Tiffany loudly moaned, "Fuck, that's good! You want every drop, don't you?"
Jenny smiled and replied, "Yes, I do. I'll now stimulate you fully with my mouth to help you reach climax. So your beautiful cock can finally unload inside my...sample jar." Tiffany was sure the nurse started to say "mouth", then caught herself.
Jenny moved her hand to the base of Tiff's cock, touching the thin ring of blonde-brown hair Tiffany allowed to grow there. Jenny then opened wide, pulling her mouth over Tiffany's rampant cockhead. Tiffany looked down between her large, heaving breasts as Jenny's lips closed just past the head, speechless from the pleasure Jenny was giving her. Tiffany moved one hand from Jenny's head to play with her hard nipples, enhancing her arousal and causing her cock to jerk in Jenny's warm, wet mouth. Jenny looked up at Tiff and made eye contact as she started running her tongue across the hard cockhead while it rested in her mouth. Tiffany started moaning and pushing on the back of Jenny's head, encouraging her to take more of the cock. Jenny took the hint and began moving her lips further up the length of Tiffany's cock, the head bumping against the back of her throat at a little past the halfway point. She tightened the seal of her lips as she bobbed on half the cock at a medium pace, her mouth intensely warm and wet. Tiffany's eyes were closed as she said, "Titania's tits, you know how to suck cock! Did you learn this in nursing school?" Jenny's only response was to pull her mouth of Tiffany's cock, a line of saliva and precum dangling between the two. She then jacked Tiffany off a few times, letting the head cool off a little, before wrapping her lips around the cock again and resuming her blow job. Tiffany continued to occasionally moan as Jenny tried to encourage her to cum. Tiffany knew she could not last much longer, but she tried to postpone her climax by thinking about work stuff. She wanted to enjoy this for as long as possible.
After several more minutes, Jenny pulled her mouth of Tiffany's cock long enough to say, "I want you to cum, Miss Tiffanaleiza. And I want to take all of your cock. Let me show you." Jenny then proceeded to put Tiffany's cock back in her mouth, going deeper until the head teased the back of her throat. Jenny adjusted the angle of her head, then quickly pushed forward, the cock disappearing. Tiffany put both hands on the nurse's head as her cock entered the tight confines of Jenny's throat. Tiffany's eyes fluttered and she gasped as Jenny's lips reach the base of her cock. Jenny kept her head there for a full minute, balls deep, before finally looking up between Tiffany's big tits. Jenny's eyes glinted, suggesting she was proud of her accomplishment, but also hoping for recognition from Tiffany. Tiffany was in awe as she said, "Not many of the girls I fuck can deepthroat. I need to date more nurses..." Jenny finally pulled her mouth off the cock and smiled as she caught her breath, her lips covered in spit and precum. She then deepthroated Tiffany again with little trouble, bobbing her head over the last two inches of cockmeat, essentially letting Tiffany fuck her throat.
Tiffany could not fight it anymore. She felt herself nearing climax and warned the nurse. "Jenny...I'm gonna cum. Fuck, I would love to cum in your throat." Jenny responded by taking a quick breath before deepthroating Tiffany again, continuing to bob over the last few inches. Tiffany's thoughts were getting sluggish and her priorities murky as her balls began to tighten up. "That feels amazing....but we can't. Hand me the sample jar." Jenny responded by making a peevish sound indicating refusal while continuing to throat Tiffany's cock. Reaching her limit, Tiffany barked out, "The jar! NOW!" Jenny handed the jar over, then backed off the hard, trembling cock to suck on the first half. Tiffany used her free hand to pry the dick-drunk nurse off her cock before ordering Jenny to "Jack me off while you suck my balls. Don't argue with me this time!" Jenny immediately started jacking Tiffany off, her hand flying up and down rapidly thanks to the thick coat of saliva and precum. Tiffany's cock twitched as Jenny's mouth met Tiff's large, hairless nuts, gently licking and sucking. Tiffany responded with "Good girl," and held the sample jar just in front of her throbbing cockhead, mere moments from ejaculating.
And then it was time. Tiffany breathily exclaimed, "Ohhh, fffuck!" and then grunted as her cock finally started unloading into the sample jar. Jenny dutifully kept doing as she had been told, her hands and mouth servicing the futa reverently as Tiffany's cock steadily shot several thick ropes of cum in slow, rhythmic succession, Tiffany moaned and grunted, digging her fingers into Jenny's scalp as her balls continued to empty. After loosing seven thick wads into the jar, Tiffany managed to say, "You can have the rest, slut." In less than a second, Jenny's mouth was back on Tiffany's cock, receiving one last spurt of cum before the cock started oozed the leftovers into her hungry mouth. Jenny sucked every last drop out over the next few minutes as Tiffany panted and cringed from the intensity of the overstimulation, finally telling Jenny, "Take it easy, slut. Don't overdo it."
Tiffany's spent, remarkably clean cock fell from the nurse's mouth as Jenny moved back and leaned against the desk, setting down the sample jar full of thick, viscous cum. Nurse Tanaka then got up, put the lid and label on the sample jar, and proceeded to get dressed. Tiffany's breathing finally slowed as she did the same. The nurse held up the sample jar and smiled. "More than twice as much as our other clients. You are generous as always, Miss Tiffanaleiza." She looked down at her feet sheepishly before continuing. "I hope you can forgive my...eagerness earlier. I know it was less than professional."
Tiffany responded, "Already forgotten, Nurse Tanaka. Your dedication to your work does you credit. When you're available to assist me, donation is doubly rewarding. And I apologize for some of the things I said while caught up in the moment." Tiffany then winked at the nurse. The awkwardness dispelled, both women then smiled and shared a long hug. Tiffany waved as she picked up her purse and left the clinic.
As Tiffany walked back to the tram stop, she reflected on her session with Nurse Tanaka. Her very first had gone much the same way, although both women had been more reserved throughout the act. After this had happened a few more times, Tiffany had come to believe that this must be the nurse's kink since she always tries to act professional, but eventually devolved into a cumslut by the end. Nurse Tanaka also seemed to like being talked down to and dominated a bit as things heated up. Even when Nurse Tanaka was not available, Tiffany found the experience intrinsically rewarding. The last time she had asked, the clinic had informed her that her sperm had led to the birth of 9 healthy half-Fae babies. She couldn't help but wonder if one of them had been born a futanarix like herself. However scientists had found no genetic component to the condition and half-Fae futa were entirely unknown (at least thus far). She was proud to be helping keep the Fae race alive, especially when it included getting deepthroated by a beautiful East Asian woman as a bonus.
The Fae Financier's Secret
This and my other "Faeophobia" stories are based on the "Faeophobia" world created by xxxecil.
Warning: This story contains futanari.
Tiffany had just left her demanding job for the day. As she walked the streets of her adopted city, she noticed the chill of autumn was just starting to be noticeable against her unblemished skin, which was the color of dull copper. A brief gust even tousled the errant hairs of her tied up honey-blonde hair. She hoped to finish up her errands and get home to her partner, where she could relax in warmth and comfort. Nevertheless, as she walked through the financial district, she saw coworkers and rivals from other firms heading home early (like she was). So she waved, smiled, or made small talk as they walked together. In the world of high finance, networking and maintaining contacts was vital.
Tiffany had been born "Tiffanaleiza" but, like most Fae, shortened it to better fit in with humans. She had crossed over to the human world about ten years ago from Arcadia when the planar conjunction first began. Unlike many Fae, she had quickly developed an interest in human financial markets and completed a bachelor's degree at a highly-regarded business school. Her aggressive demeanor, strong will, and sharp mind had catapulted her to success in the cutthroat world of Wall Street. Tiffany had to admit that part of her success was owed to her heritage as a brownie. In the Fae world, brownies were well-known for being hard-working and industrious even as other Fae wasted their time on frivolity. Even so, most Fae considered human finance as arcane and unintelligible as most humans considered magic. So Tiffany was certainly an outlier in that regard.
As Tiffany passed the polished glass exterior of a restaurant, she smiled as she noticed her reflection. At 5 feet, 7 inches tall, Tiffany's height was not exceptional. However, she was well-dressed in a matching dark grey blazer and skirt that fit her perfectly and suggested she did well financially. She could almost blend in with her human coworkers. However, her longer, pointed ears made her Fae nature fairly obvious, and she had to admit that her clothes could not hide her large bust, slim waist, and long legs. Her one concession to Fae vanity was the bit of cleavage exposed by her tight, black under-blouse. She looked good, and this pleased her.
As Tiffany turned a corner away from the financial center of the city, an arm shot out from beyond her peripheral vision and pulled her neck into the crook of its elbow as she was roughly pulled against her assailant. A male voice near her ear angrily spit out, "Don't move, you Fae bitch or you'll get a cold iron slug in your gut." As he said this, Tiffany felt the tip of a handgun press painfully into her abdomen at the bottom of her ribcage. Tiffany felt a slight burning sensation from the iron in the gun as it pressed against her. Whilst brief contact with steel caused pain and discomfort, a cold iron bullet would mostly assuredly kill her. For the Fae, cold iron was like a severe allergy, a poison, and a likely death.
Tiffany was frightened, but kept her cool. She did not attempt to resist the man's hold on her. "Fine," she said in her typically mellow voice. "What do you want? Money? I have plenty of cash and a few credit cards you can use before the bank flags them for suspicious use..."
The man cut in angrily, seemingly affronted that she thought him a simple thief. "No, you rich bitch, I don't want your fucking money. I'll show you what I want. Come with me. Don't resist or I swear to God, I will end you. The world won't miss one less elf slut- no matter how much money she has." With this, he began half-dragging her to a narrow side street that dead ended nearby. Tiffany complied, her mind working feverishly to tease out what was motivating this thug. She was roughly shoved behind a metal dumpster where it met the wall of a nearby building. Now anyone walking by the entrance to the side street would have little chance of seeing them.
Tiffany was repulsed by the smell of the dumpster and worried that her high end business clothes and matching purse had been marred. Meanwhile, the man was now standing about ten feet away with the gun pointed directly at her mid-section. "You think you're so high and mighty. Come to our world, take our money, act like tramps, and live like queens... You disgust me. How many human men have you lured into your bed? How many men have you made into race-traitors?!" Even as he made this last exclamation, his jacket opened a bit to reveal a shirt that indicated his support for an anti-Fae hate group. Ever since the Celestial Conjunction had brought the Fae to Earth, the two races had struggled to get along and forge a mutually beneficial destiny. The process was bumpy and hate groups like this man's had sprouted up in several places.
"Take off your clothes! Show me the 'gifts' you used to ruin my fellow men!" the man demanded. "If you play nice, I might not kill you."
Normally, Tiffany would have warmed to such a request. Like most Fae women, she was proud of her assets and enjoyed showing them off. But the world of finance was still a boys' club for the most part, so she dressed conservatively... for a Fae. She looked deep into the man's eyes, meeting his gaze with her large, slightly upturned brown eyes and said, "Of course. Just please don't hurt me." Her plea sounded fearful and submissive, which seemed to please her assailant.
Slowly, so that he would not mistake her intentions, Tiffany let her hair down and shook it loose. Her wavy hair was the color of sweet honey, a blonde-brown mix that lightened and darkened unpredictably as it traveled half-way down her back. Her lustrous hair now framed her beautiful, vulpine face and expressive eyes. Like many brownies, Tiffany had an incredibly youthful appearance (even for a Fae) and was often mistaken for a college undergrad when she wasn't wearing her business attire. Her button nose reinforced the "innocent cuteness" of her face. Tiffany found that her youthful look often resulted in people writing her off as non-threatening and less perceptive. She was neither of those things and had learned to use this to her advantage.
Tiffany moved her hands down away from her innocent-seeming face toward the much more suggestive curves of her body. She un-did the single button of her dark grey blazer and methodically opened it. Even with it closed, the swell of her 32DD breasts had been difficult to hide. As she removed the blazer, the fullness of her bust become more apparent, held back only by a thin, black stretch top with a plunging neckline. Her deep cleavage was now plainly visible as were her rapidly hardening nipples. Like many Fae, Tiffany had no need or desire to wear a bra, her Fae physiology keeping her large breasts sitting high on her chest despite their weight.
"Fuck," the man swore. "Those are some nice Fae funbags. Let me see them big elf titties good and bare." The man stared at her hungrily as she complied with his demands.
Tiffany coyly pulled her arms out and over the shoulders of her stretch top before finally pulling her top down to her pierced belly button, revealing the glory of her full, gravity-defying chest and comparatively slim waist. She ran her hands underneath her breasts, cupping them, with her long, French-tipped fingernails extending toward her nipples. She shyly asked, "Do you like my big tits? Many human men seem to." Tiffany continued caressing the outer edges of her disproportionately large breasts with her hands and fingernails, concentrating on the undersides and lifting them slightly as she did so. She breathily said, "They also like when I play with my nipples...like this." Tiffany finally allowed her hands to reach toward the centers of each breast, running her long fingernails over the edges of her areola, causing her nipples to get even harder and more prominent. Despite the danger, the situation was visibly turning her on. Her perfectly manicured fingernails finally reached her thick, bronze-colored nipples and began squeezing and twisting them, her eyes fluttering from the self-induced pleasure.
The man's eyes had narrowed and his pants were beginning to tent outwards against the zipper of his jeans as he watched the Fae descend into self-directed lust. He growled out, "Yeah, I like 'em just fine. But a woman's tits shouldn't defy gravity! Damned magic faery blood..." Even as his words trailed off, Tiffany started quietly moaning as she kept tweaking her nipples, alternating where she applied pressure with the tips of her fingernails to maximize her pleasure and keep her nerves stimulated and attentive. "Stupid whore gets turned on even when her life is in danger. Typical Fae slut," the man declared and shook his head in disgust. "I bet your pussy is already sopping wet the way you're carrying on. Show me! Or I'll give you a solid steel love-tap to motivate you!"
Tiffany looked momentarily confused, and replied, "You think my pussy is dripping from how turned on I am? Well, you're close...." Tiffany grinned slightly as she said this. With reluctance, she moved her hands from her expansive chest to the bottom edge of the dark grey skirt that matched her now discarded blazer. It was tight around her shapely legs and wide hips, ending halfway down to her knees. As she pulled the bottom of the skirt upwards toward her waist, something strange was revealed. Between her legs hung a swatch of silky black fabric, akin to a sock or sleeve, with the lower end secured to a piece of elastic which wrapped around Tiffany's lower left thigh like a vintage garter. Once Tiffany had fully hiked her skirt up, it became clear that the sleeve attached to her low-cut panties via two cleverly designed snap-buttons. It also looked as though something inside the sleeve was testing the elasticity of the sleeve's material, trying in vain to push upward and away from the Fae girl's thighs even as the tip grew darker as though it were wet.
The man stared at Tiffany in confusion. Her top and skirt were now roughly bunched together at her waist, while this sleeve-thing hung down several inches from her panties. "What the fuck is that? A place to keep a wand or something? Take it off!" At his demand, Tiffany quickly unsnapped the two buttons for the sleeve and stood perfectly still as a semi-rigid phallus slowly rose upward and freed itself of its sleeve, which still clung to her leg. Tiffany then slid her panties down her legs without bending over. As she did so, her balls became visible too. They matched the coppery skin tone of her legs, while her cock-flesh had a slightly redder tinge more akin to a penny.
Tiffany sighed and admitted, "Oh that feels better. Like I started to say before- my pussy isn't dripping... but my cock is." The tip of her penis was indeed visibly wet with pre-cum, which was now running down the thick, helmet of her circumcised cock to reach the still-growing shaft as it gradually pointed toward the sky.
The man was aghast and yelled, "What the hell?! Did you cast an illusion spell or something to try to trick me? Nice try, Fae slut! But you're going to get what you deserve."
Tiffany responded by looking hurt and confused. "I'm sorry, sir. This is my cock and it's real. I've had it since I was born. It works and everything. Just watch, OK?" With this, Tiffany grabbed her cock with her right hand and slowly began stroking it. After just a few strokes, it reached maximum fullness, topping out at a proud seven inches in length and a little over an inch and a half in thickness. Like most Fae, Tiffany had very little body hair. The only hair visible near her dick was a small ring of light brown hair she had let grow around the base of her cock as an affectation. Her balls, which were half again as large as any the man had seen, were also hairless and had tightened up as her cock stiffened. "See?"
The formerly irate man was now looking dazed and uncertain how to proceed. "No way... how..." he quietly spoke as he approached Tiffany. Tiffany's fear returned and she released her dick as he approached. "No, keep doing that... not gonna hurt you... yet. Just need to... be sure this is real." The man approached to within a few feet of Tiffany who now resumed jacking herself off. He bent down and peered underneath her crotch as best he could. It appeared that she was telling the truth: her balls seamlessly met her taint, with no sign of a vagina, recessed or otherwise. She was an honest-to-God dickgirl.
As the man stood back up only a feet away, Tiffany smiled at him. "I told you its real. I love my cock. It can cum too. Do you want to see?" The man stared at her cock, still looking dazed, but then slowly nodded his head. "Oh, that's great. It will be easier for me to cum if you put the gun away. Is that OK? You do want to see me cum, right?"
As the man absently stuck the gun in his jacket pocket, Tiffany grinned, knowing she had turned the tables on this ignorant, hateful human. Her innocent looks and desirable figure had certainly helped, but in the end, the unique pheromones of a futanarix had defeated the man's faltering willpower. Now she could have some fun and humiliate this human at the same time.
Even in Arcadia, futa were rare. Possessing the flawless bodies of female Fae, but with the genitals and sexual proclivities of a male, futanarixes were truly different from other Fae. In Arcadia they were treasured and seen as one of Nature's greatest mysteries and blessings since they appeared at random amongst all the various Fae races. As a few made their way to Earth, it became apparent that humans' feelings toward them were much more mixed, with many people repulsed by them and a few fanatically attracted to them. Even the name for them- "futanarix"- was mostly derived from Japanese manga that dreamt of creatures like them before the Celestial Conjunction had occurred. Because most futa had more aggressive personalities and were often pushed into sex work on Earth, many had become accomplished dominatrixes. As a result, the media had dubbed them "futanarixes" or just "futa" for short.
Tiffany was aware of the prejudice most of her fellow futa faced when they tried to live openly. And so Tiffany kept her futa nature a secret to all but a very few trusted companions. By necessity, this man had now joined that club. He watched, enthralled, as her fingers worked their way up and down her thick shaft, her cock continuing to steadily disgorge precum as she did so. Her futa cock was streamlined and well-proportioned, crisscrossed with several small veins. It was perfectly straight when aroused and topped by a coppery red helmet only slightly thicker than the paler shaft. Her long, lovely fingernails sometimes clicked together as she adjusted her grip on her cock, her hand looking comparatively small as it slid over the ridge of her cockhead.
Losing herself in pleasure, Tiffany began using her left hand to stimulate the hard, but neglected nipples atop her large breasts. Her aroused state was even clearer due to the darker shade of bronze her nipples and areola had taken on as her desire climbed ever higher. By now her cock was liberally drooling pre-cum from the urethra, and she occasionally used her fingertips to gather up the excess and slather it along the length of her cock to keep it lubricated, especially where the head met the shaft. As she did so, thin strands of the sticky stuff visibly clung to her fingers and manicured nails. She came out of her revelry long enough to notice that her now rather passive-seeming "assailant" was still hard and had begun absent-mindedly rubbing himself through his jeans as he watched her. "You know, you can jack off too. If you want. It feels sooo good to cum....," Tiffany generously offered to the enthralled man.
The man, seemingly in a trance, unzipped his jeans and pulled out his hairy and rather average cock. He slowly started jacking off as Tiffany smiled at him and continued pleasuring her big tits and rampant girl cock, her pace finally beginning to quicken. After a few minutes, Tiffany's breathing and jacking became erratic as she neared orgasm. Her mellow alto voice pitched upward as she moaned, her cock jerking as it began discharging its thick load. The first strand flew a few feet to land near her assailant, with each successive wad landing a bit closer to Tiffany. Tiffany breathily repeated the word "Fuck" like a mantra as her cock rhythmically unloaded until, after eight wads, it drooled out the remainder of her viscous semen onto the pavement. The entire orgasm had lasted about half a minute and, as usual, Tiffany had cum about three times as much as a typical human male. Only the gods knew why a futa's ejaculate was so voluminous and so fertile. As Tiffany cleared the remaining cum out of her cock, she used her long nails to tease the over-sensitized head, bringing little shudders and gasps of post-orgasmic pleasure to her beautiful, almost-naked body.
The human had watched in awe as Tiffany finished pleasing herself, an intensely wanton and self-indulgent display. Now he too was getting close, her impressive orgasm having put him over the edge. Tiffany, now a little groggy from cumming, approached the man, saying, "Ooh, now it's your turn. Let me help." She kneeled before him, still more or less naked, and turned so that she was slightly to his right. She used the long fingernails of her right hand to caress his hairy balls as well as the base of his cock. Meanwhile, her left hand surreptitiously removed her cellphone from her purse. Whilst he focused on cumming, she clicked the button to begin a video recording on her smartphone. Starting at her chest (and being sure to avoid her face), Tiffany panned the camera down her body, lingering on her deflating cock and loose scrotum. Just as the man started grunting, she ran the camera lens up his legs to settle on his face and cock from underneath as he spewed a few loads of cum.
As the man recovered from his orgasm, Tiffany pulled the gun out of the man's jacket pocket, stood up, smiled at him, and then kicked him in the balls as hard as she could. He doubled over in pain and was soon crying like a baby, the pain made even worse since he had just ejaculated. Tiffany carefully re-clothed herself, keeping the gun trained on the man. Her voice was measured and low as she said, "I hope you had fun, you racist piece of shit. I'm going to keep your gun. And in case you ever think of doing this to me or anyone else again, remember that I have this." She pointed to her smartphone, which was now showing a looping 30-second clip of her futa body followed by his ejaculation. "I don't think you want your family, friends, and neighbors to know that you got off playing with a Fae dickgirl. But I am a fair person. You don't fuck with me or my kind and I won't fuck with you and yours. Understood?" She raised her eyebrows and cocked her expectantly.
The man's only response was to groan and nod his head as he regarded Tiffany with anger, pain, and more than a hint of self-loathing. Tiffany knew from experience that her futanarix pheromones could push people into doing things they normally would not, especially once her cock was out. In her younger years this had led to some hurt feelings and aborted relationships. Nowadays, she understood their power well enough to take advantage of her pheromones only when she had to (at least, that's what she told herself). She was fairly certain this hateful man would be haunted by this experience and question his sexuality and self-worth for a good portion of his life. And as she exited the alley and turned toward the city tram, she realized that she did not give a shit.
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Tiff sat silently on the tram, riding to a fertility clinic on the city's north side. Her people, the brownies, had faced declining fertility for centuries. The other Fae races had all dealt with the same issue, with male sperm count declining and females suffering more and more miscarriages even as conceptions declined. Over the centuries, some Fae races had died out entirely, while others had resorted to using powerful magic to visit Earth to steal human children to keep their bloodlines alive. In addition, the male birth rate had declined. Fae evolution seemed to have responded to the crisis by gradually turning the Fae into a hypersexual people and their culture had responded by embracing frequent, unprotected sex. The result was that when the Celestial Conjunction finally occurred, the Fae peoples all had lopsided gender ratios, incredible libidos, and bodies (and genitalia) that rivaled any human pornstar.
Like many Fae who had come to Earth, Tiffany believed it was her duty to help the Fae population recover. As a child, Tiffany's parents had recognized and celebrated her unique gender, but hadn't been able to answer all of her questions regarding her body and its functioning. It was actually during one of her first relationships with a human woman that she accidentally discovered that she was fertile and could conceive. Once she was settled into her home city and got the job she wanted, she decided to put her anomalous fertility to use. Now she would visit the fertility clinic and give sperm about twice a month.
As soon as the Fae could easily and consistently reach Earth, demand for fertility clinics had seen a big increase. This was primarily because so many Fae were willing to settle for human gametes in order to bear half-Fae rather than allow their people to go extinct. Some enterprising companies had even set up courier services to get human eggs and sperm to hopeful Fae parents in Arcadia. Demand for fertile Fae sperm was particularly high due to Fae demand as well as a burgeoning desire by humans for half-Fae offspring of their own. Even as some humans turned increasingly Faeophobic, others considered having half-Fae a posh status symbol or at least a more progressive way to ensure that your child would be attractive and facile with magic.
As she got off the tram, Tiffany realized that contemplating sperm, eggs, and impregnation had gotten her a little turned on. She shook her head and tried to shift her thoughts elsewhere, her nipples and girl-cock slowly softening in response. She entered the clinic and was overjoyed to see a familiar nurse behind the glass partition. The woman wore a simple blue outfit with a name tag that read "Nurse Jenny Tanaka." Tiffany was still a little fuzzy on human ethnicities, but she believed the nurse was either fully or partly East Asian due to the distinctive shape of her large, dark eyes and long blue-black hair. The clinic seemed to be otherwise empty.
The nurse looked up from her computer and said, "Miss Tiffanaleiza! So good to see you again."
"Hello, Nurse Tanaka. Always a pleasure," Tiffany replied.
"Are you here to donate today?" the nurse asked. Tiffany nodded and confirmed that she was. Nurse Tanaka replied, "Wonderful. Contributions from the Fae are highly appreciated, as you know." She then paused and looked somewhat furtively toward the clinic's entrance. "It has been fairly quiet today. Would it be a problem for you if we closed up early this evening?"
Tiffany smiled and reassured her by saying, "No problem at all, Nurse."
The nurse grinned and replied, "Great. Please go to the private room while I lock up. You remember where it is, right? I'll be right with you."
As Tiffany made her way to the room, she remembered the first time she had come here. Nurse Tanaka had been working that evening too. She had purposely come on a Friday evening, expecting fewer people since most guys had better things to do on a Friday night. The nurse had been very confused when Tiffany had said she wanted to donate sperm. Tiffany showed her a letter from her doctor explaining her gender/ condition along with citations from recent medical journals documenting its existence. Tiffany's test results from the doctor also showed her sperm to be incredibly fertile. Nurse Tanaka had acquiesced and given her a full physical as normal. By the time Tiffany left the clinic that night, she had made the nurse a believer.
Tiffany entered the private room and glanced at the porn available. It always intrigued her to see Fae pornstars mixed in with glammed up human ones. Cosmetic surgery had evolved into cosmagical surgery and could truly work wonders. But the perfectly sculpted curves and faces of the human girls still couldn't quite match their Fae counterparts. Tiffany took off her purse and shoes, then sat down, thumbing through one of the porn mags. She found a picture set featuring a human girl she liked, a super-busty redhead with a pierced tongue sucking a huge cock. She felt her own cock stirring as Nurse Tanaka entered the room holding an empty sample jar. The nurse locked the door behind her and sat next to Tiffany at the desk. "OK, Miss Tiffanaleiza. If I can get you to sign the standard release forms, we can get started soon." Tiff skimmed the forms and signed where needed. She noted the section that said she was supposed to have not cum in 2 days, but Tiffany's experience showed that her "tank" refilled pretty quickly.
The nurse set the signed forms on the desk, then said, "Now let's get started on that donation. Are bra and panties acceptable?"
Tiffany replied, "Of course, Jenny," figuring she could be less formal now.
Jenny smiled wide and responded, "Lovely. Let's disrobe, then." The nurse then proceeded to remove her uniform, stripping down to a matching set of dark red bra and high cut panties. Meanwhile Tiffany was ding the same, stripping down to only her panties and cock-sleeve since she never bothered with a bra. As Tiffany's bare nipples were exposed to the air-conditioned air, they rapidly hardened, turning a darker shade of bronze. Now almost nude, she took the time to drink in Jenny's flawless, pale skin, her perky medium-sized breasts (which looked larger on her delicate frame), and her very long, toned legs.
Jenny carefully tied her long hair into two long tails and knelt before Tiffany, setting the sample jar down next to her. Tiffany unsnapped the buttons at the top front of her panties and slowly pulled her half-hard cock from the silky soft material of the sleeve. Her cock now jutted out over her panties, but her balls were still contained inside them. Jenny looked up at Tiffany, her view obscured by Tiffany's gravity-defiant DD breasts. Jenny slowly exhaled, trembling slightly. "I hope you can forgive my unprofessional candor, but I always forget how busty you are, Miss." She then looked down to Tiffany's engorging cock as it slowly rose up. Jenny licked her lips and continued, "But I never forget what a beautiful specimen you have down here. Can I help you extract the donation with my hands?"
Tiffany responded, "That would be great. Thank you." Tiffany had missed this. She and Jenny would get to have their "special session" about once every 2-3 months when conditions were just right. It's why she always came on Friday nights now.
Jenny gently grasped Tiffany's cock with one hand, while placing the other on Tiff's hip. Her hands were small, but her fingers were dexterous and soft as they lightly gripped the futa-cock slid, then slowly slid up and down. Tiffany quickly reached fullness, her cock pointing upward at 45 degrees toward Jenny's face just a foot away. Tiff looked down at Jenny, noting the contrast between Jenny's pale hands and her own copper skin and slightly redder cockhead. Tiffany moaned, "Oh, that feels good," just as Jenny's hand teased out the first drops of precum from the end of the cock. Jenny beamed at the compliment and proceeded to deliberately smear the precum all over the head of Tiffany's cock. Tiffany's eyes were a little unfocused as she said, "You are a beautiful woman, Jenny. Can I touch your face and hair while you stroke my cock?"
Jenny blushed a bit, then replied, "Of course, Miss. I'm here to help you achieve maximal arousal." Tiffany then stepped closer so that her rampant cock was only a few inches from Jenny's face. Tiffany sensually ran the fingertips of both hands over the sides of Jenny's face, the top of her head, and down the long tails of her hair. She let her hands wander absent-mindedly even as Jenny's focus increased with each moment.
Jenny was lost in the hand job, eagerly gathering dollops of sticky precum from the shaft and running them along the entire length of the streamlined, seven inch cock. Tiffany put her fingers under Jenny's chin and forcefully tipped her head up to make eye contact. She said, "I really like it when girls use their fingernails on my cock. And don't neglect my balls." She released Jenny's chin and returned to running her fingers through the nurse's long, straight hair.
Jenny shook her head, looking disappointed in herself, and responded, "Of course, Miss Tiffanaleiza. How thoughtless of me." She stopped jerking Tiffany off long enough to pull the panties down, freeing Tiffany's large, hairless balls. Jenny then resumed stroking the beautiful cock bobbing right in front of her face. Doing as Tiffany requested, she used the tips of her semi-long clear glossed nails to tease the thick meat of Tiffany's shaft, the helmet, and the helmet's underside while her other hand kept a steady grip and jacked most of Tiffany's length. Soon Tiffany's cock was oozing precum in a steady stream and her balls were swinging slightly as Jenny jerked and stroked. Eventually, Jenny moved her "teasing" hand to Tiffany's balls and gently caressed them with her nails and fingertips, causing Tiffany to moan deep in her throat. Jenny then seductively said, "I know these large testicles will give me a generous load...er, donation."
Tiffany now had one hand on the back of Jenny's head and was subtly drawing Jenny's face closer to her cock with each stroke. Eventually, Tiffany had drawn her close enough that she could feel Jenny's warm breath on her hard cock. Tiffany knew that with Jenny's mouth and nose this close to her genitals, her futanarix pheromones should be having a strong effect on the nurse. But based on their previous sessions, she doubted the nurse needed much encouragement. Jenny continued stroking the big cock, now glistening with precum, as it bobbed directly under her nose. Jenny looked almost entranced, staring directly as Tiffany's cock as she asked, "Would it be acceptable for me to use my tongue and mouth, Miss Tiffanaleiza?"
Tiff responded, "I'd love that. I have to donate the sperm, but you can lap up as much of my precum as you want."
Jenny made an embarrassed face, like her real intention had been called out, before saying "Thank you, Miss. You're very generous."
Jenny's eyes were half-closed and her breathing was erratic as her mouth closed the distance to Tiffany's throbbing cock. She began placing open-mouth kisses along Tiffany's cock, applying light suction. After each kiss, she would then lick with her tongue before moving to a new spot, working her way up and down the length of Tiffany's cock, but avoiding the head. Soon Tiffany's cock was wet with a mix of saliva and pre-cum, with Tiffany moaning from the pleasure of the tongue bath even as her dick twitched, trying in vain to get harder. Eventually Jenny decided to stop ignoring the cockhead, which had now accumulated a sheen of precum thick enough that it was starting to drip to the floor in viscous globs. Jenny held the girl-cock perfectly still in front of her mouth as her tongue extended out to catch the next glob of precum before it could fall to the floor. She then brought her tongue up to make contact with the underside of Tiffany's cock before proceeding to lap up the sticky layer of accumulated precum. As Jenny's tongue repeatedly ran across Tiffany's engorged, reddened glans, Tiffany moaned out in her girlish voice and tightened her grip on the back of Jenny's head. Once the cockhead had been licked clean, Jenny used her other hand to caress Tiff's balls again while pushing the very tip of her tongue into the pee-slit as it oozed precum. Tiffany loudly moaned, "Fuck, that's good! You want every drop, don't you?"
Jenny smiled and replied, "Yes, I do. I'll now stimulate you fully with my mouth to help you reach climax. So your beautiful cock can finally unload inside my...sample jar." Tiffany was sure the nurse started to say "mouth", then caught herself.
Jenny moved her hand to the base of Tiff's cock, touching the thin ring of blonde-brown hair Tiffany allowed to grow there. Jenny then opened wide, pulling her mouth over Tiffany's rampant cockhead. Tiffany looked down between her large, heaving breasts as Jenny's lips closed just past the head, speechless from the pleasure Jenny was giving her. Tiffany moved one hand from Jenny's head to play with her hard nipples, enhancing her arousal and causing her cock to jerk in Jenny's warm, wet mouth. Jenny looked up at Tiff and made eye contact as she started running her tongue across the hard cockhead while it rested in her mouth. Tiffany started moaning and pushing on the back of Jenny's head, encouraging her to take more of the cock. Jenny took the hint and began moving her lips further up the length of Tiffany's cock, the head bumping against the back of her throat at a little past the halfway point. She tightened the seal of her lips as she bobbed on half the cock at a medium pace, her mouth intensely warm and wet. Tiffany's eyes were closed as she said, "Titania's tits, you know how to suck cock! Did you learn this in nursing school?" Jenny's only response was to pull her mouth of Tiffany's cock, a line of saliva and precum dangling between the two. She then jacked Tiffany off a few times, letting the head cool off a little, before wrapping her lips around the cock again and resuming her blow job. Tiffany continued to occasionally moan as Jenny tried to encourage her to cum. Tiffany knew she could not last much longer, but she tried to postpone her climax by thinking about work stuff. She wanted to enjoy this for as long as possible.
After several more minutes, Jenny pulled her mouth of Tiffany's cock long enough to say, "I want you to cum, Miss Tiffanaleiza. And I want to take all of your cock. Let me show you." Jenny then proceeded to put Tiffany's cock back in her mouth, going deeper until the head teased the back of her throat. Jenny adjusted the angle of her head, then quickly pushed forward, the cock disappearing. Tiffany put both hands on the nurse's head as her cock entered the tight confines of Jenny's throat. Tiffany's eyes fluttered and she gasped as Jenny's lips reach the base of her cock. Jenny kept her head there for a full minute, balls deep, before finally looking up between Tiffany's big tits. Jenny's eyes glinted, suggesting she was proud of her accomplishment, but also hoping for recognition from Tiffany. Tiffany was in awe as she said, "Not many of the girls I fuck can deepthroat. I need to date more nurses..." Jenny finally pulled her mouth off the cock and smiled as she caught her breath, her lips covered in spit and precum. She then deepthroated Tiffany again with little trouble, bobbing her head over the last two inches of cockmeat, essentially letting Tiffany fuck her throat.
Tiffany could not fight it anymore. She felt herself nearing climax and warned the nurse. "Jenny...I'm gonna cum. Fuck, I would love to cum in your throat." Jenny responded by taking a quick breath before deepthroating Tiffany again, continuing to bob over the last few inches. Tiffany's thoughts were getting sluggish and her priorities murky as her balls began to tighten up. "That feels amazing....but we can't. Hand me the sample jar." Jenny responded by making a peevish sound indicating refusal while continuing to throat Tiffany's cock. Reaching her limit, Tiffany barked out, "The jar! NOW!" Jenny handed the jar over, then backed off the hard, trembling cock to suck on the first half. Tiffany used her free hand to pry the dick-drunk nurse off her cock before ordering Jenny to "Jack me off while you suck my balls. Don't argue with me this time!" Jenny immediately started jacking Tiffany off, her hand flying up and down rapidly thanks to the thick coat of saliva and precum. Tiffany's cock twitched as Jenny's mouth met Tiff's large, hairless nuts, gently licking and sucking. Tiffany responded with "Good girl," and held the sample jar just in front of her throbbing cockhead, mere moments from ejaculating.
And then it was time. Tiffany breathily exclaimed, "Ohhh, fffuck!" and then grunted as her cock finally started unloading into the sample jar. Jenny dutifully kept doing as she had been told, her hands and mouth servicing the futa reverently as Tiffany's cock steadily shot several thick ropes of cum in slow, rhythmic succession, Tiffany moaned and grunted, digging her fingers into Jenny's scalp as her balls continued to empty. After loosing seven thick wads into the jar, Tiffany managed to say, "You can have the rest, slut." In less than a second, Jenny's mouth was back on Tiffany's cock, receiving one last spurt of cum before the cock started oozed the leftovers into her hungry mouth. Jenny sucked every last drop out over the next few minutes as Tiffany panted and cringed from the intensity of the overstimulation, finally telling Jenny, "Take it easy, slut. Don't overdo it."
Tiffany's spent, remarkably clean cock fell from the nurse's mouth as Jenny moved back and leaned against the desk, setting down the sample jar full of thick, viscous cum. Nurse Tanaka then got up, put the lid and label on the sample jar, and proceeded to get dressed. Tiffany's breathing finally slowed as she did the same. The nurse held up the sample jar and smiled. "More than twice as much as our other clients. You are generous as always, Miss Tiffanaleiza." She looked down at her feet sheepishly before continuing. "I hope you can forgive my...eagerness earlier. I know it was less than professional."
Tiffany responded, "Already forgotten, Nurse Tanaka. Your dedication to your work does you credit. When you're available to assist me, donation is doubly rewarding. And I apologize for some of the things I said while caught up in the moment." Tiffany then winked at the nurse. The awkwardness dispelled, both women then smiled and shared a long hug. Tiffany waved as she picked up her purse and left the clinic.
As Tiffany walked back to the tram stop, she reflected on her session with Nurse Tanaka. Her very first had gone much the same way, although both women had been more reserved throughout the act. After this had happened a few more times, Tiffany had come to believe that this must be the nurse's kink since she always tries to act professional, but eventually devolved into a cumslut by the end. Nurse Tanaka also seemed to like being talked down to and dominated a bit as things heated up. Even when Nurse Tanaka was not available, Tiffany found the experience intrinsically rewarding. The last time she had asked, the clinic had informed her that her sperm had led to the birth of 9 healthy half-Fae babies. She couldn't help but wonder if one of them had been born a futanarix like herself. However scientists had found no genetic component to the condition and half-Fae futa were entirely unknown (at least thus far). She was proud to be helping keep the Fae race alive, especially when it included getting deepthroated by a beautiful East Asian woman as a bonus.