.. how is it possible?" I cried."Let's just say that this is a special feature of our service. Now, tell me honestly, don't you feel more like a real ...oman knowing that you'll have to live with your 'monthly visitor' from now on?" What do you wear to bed at night?" Julia asked. Yet another week had passed.This week Julia said that I should focus on fashion articles. I don't know what she was worried about. Since I had nothing at all to do during the day, with no TV, computer, stereo, or. Sara lifted herself from me, giving me a beautiful look at her pussy and cock from below, and she made her way behind Miranda. Miranda, face covered in futa cum, looked absolutely gorgeous. Her tongue hung from her mouth as spunk dripped from her chin. Her pussy clenched down onto my cock in another orgasm, and I felt another slick gush of twat juice dribble down my cock. Sara, still rock hard, grabbed Miranda's ass. Was she planning on doing what I hoped she was?I felt pressure on the bottom. You can go home now."The secretary's response was not at all expected, "Ms. Reed there's someone here to see you."Before the manager could inform her secretary she had no appointments and was done for the day, her office door opened. And in walked a nightmare and a dream all rolled into one.He stood well over six feet tall and had the build of your more fit construction workers; broad shoulders, wide back and thick arms. It wasn't a gym build though; this muscle wasn't just for display. Despite. "You have a dad out there, somewhere, right? You know, whatever sad sack jacked off at the sperm bank your parents used." No. My species are hermaphroditic."That sounded familiar. Something he learned in biology?"You're a futanari?" Fumi asked. She was so quiet, Kyle had almost forgotten his Japanese girlfriend was in the car."That is a word for it," Britney answered, her tangled hair bristling.Kyle felt his cheeks reddened. He knew that word from 4chan."What is that?" Fatima frowned. "It's.