“How much of a spank?” he asked nervously.“Oh, I think ten would be a good start,” Smita said.“On each side,” Patrick added, grinning mali...iously.“From each of us,” Smita continued, trying to keep her severe teacher-face on. Ben swallowed, then nodded and shuffled back as Patrick released his leg, his dick sliding out to trail spunk over the sheets. “I think you have made rather a mess,” she added, pointing at the gloop dangling from his crotch and then dipping two fingers into her cunt and. It must have been about six inches, and that was soft. When you awkwardly asked her about her size later that day, she told you that she was a normal size for a futa.There are two different types of futanari. 'Full package' means they have both a penis and balls. Your mother is a full package futa. The other type is 'No package' meaning they have a penis, but no balls. You don't know which your older sister is, but you know your younger sister is also a full package futa. You remember because. You do? Remember this is mental, not real? You can be nearanything you think or I think to put on you. When you got here, you hadwings and still do...look?"Becky looks over her shoulder at the two large brown wings on her back.She looks at me more than overjoyed and put a hand over her mouth tostifle the gasp she makes."Well...use them. You know how."I jump up and fly off. I am soon rewarded by her flying next to me fora mere second, then she flies off at great speed and starts flyingstunts all. You know!”“Think I do. Anyway I can tell you, I’m downright wet!”Before Aniah could respond to Marcie’s bold statement, Marcie swung around so that she was just inches in front of Aniah, her hands on the wall on either side of Aniah’s head.“I’m like really, really horny, Aniah. I’m like a fuckin’ bitch in heat.”“Yeah? Um, I’ve never tole you but I fantasize about getting tied up and all that shit.”Marcie lit a cigarette, and her eyes widened. “Shit ... you should have told me ... well, we can.