This is a new story based on sci-fi fiction and high fantasy tropes. Think Game of Thrones and Harry Potter with futa. I'm planning on making each chapter as character anthologies. All of my characters are over the age of 18 and of the legal age of consent. Characters referred to as "boy" are over the age of 18. Story revolves around futa on male, with some...
It was a rainy day, nothing like a storm but a light drizzle. You decided to stay inside to watch some videos, at some point you got bored and opened your browser for some futanari porn. Once the research done you see that you visited all the websites showed on the page except for one new called Custom futanari. After the new page opens you see questions abo...
19 year old Patty Welch had been doing her own investigation into futanari. At first glance, futanari were virtually indistinguishable from regular women. However, they had both male and female reproductive organs. Their unique physiologies also gifted them with an enormous desire for sex. They also emitted powerful pheromones when they were aroused, which w...
Feedback and suggestions for other plot lines welcome. This is an attempt to get straight to the point - smut galore instead of a heavily story-driven style. I'll be adding branches for different characters, and maybe some options, too. Everyone featured in this story is 18 years or older. 'Mr Perfectly Bland.' That's what my first girlfriend called me when...
part 3: The Sleeper I'm frozen. My perceptions have slowed, and in turn time seems to have accelerated. Beyond my lidded eyes the days fly by in panoramic flashes of light. Of all this I'm only dimly aware, occasionally drifting off into bizarre frigid dreams. I'm caught in a mental limbo. I haven't died, but in my state I'm neither amongst the living. I'm...
It was a beautiful Saturday afternoon, and Michelle Palmer was driving through a lonesome country road. In this part of the county, it was so rural that the houses were spaced apart by entire blocks. There were no parks, schools, or shopping centers for miles; the closest thing out here that was of any use was a small, off-brand gas station. Why was she is s...
Linda was lying in bed, thinking about how her life had changed in just a few days. She had been a faithful and good wife, and a respected mother. Always at her best behavior and never causing any drama or problems. Now? Now she felt like she was always walking around on her tip-toes, scared that people would call her out on her newfound naughtiness. She lo...
You scoot your chair back from the table, rubbing an eye as you take a moment to consider this glaring bright room and the truly absurd opportunity it offers. Oh, your summer job hunt had started typically enough: the movie theater, a few pizza joints, that doggie daycare place, any number of perfectly normal and perfectly dull prospects for the admittedly n...
"Um, Mistress? Can I, uh, can I get up now?" She asked, squirming slightly where she sat, partly from the growing discomfort and embarrassment at calling Gwen by such a title. The redhead looked at her, almost seeming not to realise what she was saying, but realised the brunette had been sat there for quite some time.. "Oh, yeah. Sorry, um, you can move ar...
Michelle Palmer loved futanari sex. Her job, her free time, and her relationships all revolved around her addiction. If there was any chance for her to have a futanari inside of her, she would drop whatever she was doing. It was her life. She could still recall her first time at age 18. While at a raucous house party to celebrate the end of the school year...