We committed ourselves to each other. Porn sex I didn’t to…”
“It’s not your fault you became a futanari,” Kurt said, squeezing my hands. I didn’t know he was so lost and… My pussy clenched and my girl-dick throbbed in her stroking hand. I would crash for twelve hours. And I would return to my hitchhiking far, far away from Seattle. Her mouth opened in a wide O as she howled out her rapture. My futa-dick erupted into Emilee’s hungry pussy. My eyes fluttered. I couldn’t remember their names. Her fertile cunt wanted to be bred by me. Her feet wiggled by my face, her toes so cute. Her tongue plunged into my mouth. Even if she promised Kurt that she didn’t want to fuck me—didn’t want to have my daughter—the moment she passed me on her march to the aisle, she caught a whiff of my pheromones. What Kurt and Rosemary had was what I should have, but I lost it when my clit sprouted and I changed. They also beaded in mine. A succulent morsel for me to enjoy.”
“I am!” she groaned, beaming at me. I had a nation’s worth of children out there. I had to…
