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And now that you’re one of these futas...”I shivered, feeling B’s magic at work. “The show’ll be even hotter.”“Yes,” groaned Luka. She...leaned over. “And is that your daughter sucking your cock?”“Uh-huh,” I panted. “She’s my fluffer. She’s dedicated to making sure my futa-cock is hard during the day. Which is the only time I’ll have it.” Dr. Rita mentioned that. Some futas had their cocks from sunrise to sunset and others, like the doctor, from sunset to sunrise.“Wow,” Luka groaned. She walked. You start to moan almost immediately. You arch your back, pushing you nipple into my mouth. I reach over and start to play with your other breast.I don’t get much time as I feel your hands on the top of my head, pushing me down. I sink to my knees in front of you, my mouth running down your stomach to your sweatpants covered sex. Now I know you were turned on before my arrival. Your pussy is soaking the crotch of your pants and your scent is nearly overwhelming. Reaching up, I grasp the hem of. And I didn't catch Pamela's glances and occasional smiles at me while we ate. And that could be another story for later.After we finished breakfast, I drove while Rania and Elsa sat in the backseat. That gave them the time for some occasional kissing and groping of their crotches.We drove to Elsa's apartment so she could pack up some clothes and other items she needed to live with us. The apartment was furnished so those items were not a concern.Rania and I helped Elsa pack up her clothes and I. If people started staring at me for being in drag -- and, let'sface it, that's essentially what I was doing, now -- he could take careof things.(I just looked at what I wrote. Is this another mental adjustment?Relying on someone else, a man, to take care of problems for me? Ihadn't really noticed it at the time, it felt natural enough. But nowthat I've written it down it doesn't seem quite right.)Then I had a problem. What to wear? I really don't have anything verymasculine, anymore. My.
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