I shuddered, almost battered down by the sound. It was so much. So intense.But I was the world’s first futa. They would all love me. They would all ...avor witnessing my futa-cock having fun on the field.My dick ached and throbbed, my pussy clenching, as I headed out onto the field to our corner of it. Across it, the Oregon cheerleaders in their green and yellow were already shaking their stuff, getting their side excited.But they had nothing on us.We grabbed our pompoms, shaking them up in the. He quit laughing when I proved that I could draw faster from my rig than he could from his thigh. That was enough to convince him to add a crossdraw holster like mine to his armament. After shooting it, he was also enamored of my modified Savage automatic. It looked like Mr. Harper was being dragged into the 20th Century, though he did not really object.The trip was pleasant enough, but we were both in for a big surprise when we went in to see Judge McAllister. He had a job he wanted both of us. After a bit, our table was suddenly surrounded by half a dozen girls, allof them sexy, and all of them real tall."Hey, ladies," Mickey, the obtuse wonder, said. "What's up?"The girl in front was my dance partner. "We were just making sure youguys weren't keeping our girl all to yourselves," she said."Eh?" Mickey said again."Hi, girls," I spoke up. "I'm totally fine here. My friends are justkeeping me company while I take a break. We're totally cool."My partner crouched down so she could look. It was my dinner. He carefully pushed the door open with his back, and once he was inside the room, he placed the items he was holding on top of the dressing table. His front still turned away from me. Turning around, he had a shocked look on his face for a moment. He had never seen me sitting up. The startled look, turned into a smile, as he approached me.He nodded his head. “I see you are up, that is excellent,” he said.I nodded back and whispered, “Yes, thank you.”Like clockwork, he.