Hello, dear readers. If you're here as a follower of mine, thinking this might be similar to either Dragonborn series I'm currently writing, you will be disappointed. This is not a serious work at all. I've allowed my imagination to run wild, so I'm going to put up a few warnings.
Firstly, this is a futanari on male story. As in, the male will be the bottom pretty much most of the time. If that isn't your thing, I'd close this down now. If you like futanari stories, you might enjoy this.
Secondly, this is what is called a 'stroke story'. There's no plot to this at all. I wanted to write a story that was nothing but unadulterated sex and smut. If you're after plot, you probably won't want to read this either.
Thirdly, as it is a futanari on male story, the story will contain the following in the future: lots of blowjobs, lots of anal sex, double anal penetration, threesomes, foursomes and even a little BDSM later on. As I said, imagination has run wild. Pretty much the only things I won't touch is anything illegal and scat, because that's just nasty. I'll leave that to ze Germans, ja.
For those who don't know, the world of rule 34 & hentai have all sorts of 'rules' regarding futanari. According to this story, futanari are a sub-species of the asari and have / are:
* Feminine appearance (as per the games)
* Ultra high sex drives
* Larger cocks on average than human males
* Prefer human men than women
* They have both male and female sex organs
* High volume of ejaculate than human men
* Are capable of pregnancy through regular sex
* Dominant personalities and prefer submissive men
I'm sure you've realised by now that this won't be a serious work at all, especially compared to my two 'Dragonborn' series. Instead, I've had quite a chuckle writing this and it gets more outlandish the longer the story goes.
After the first two chapters, the rest of the story take place in a post-war world.
Enjoy!
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Chapter 1 -- Liara's Not So Little Secret
I thought Liara had been rather cute since the first day we'd met. There was an innocence to her that could be endearing, though also somewhat frustrating, as I thought I'd made my attraction rather clear, but she either didn't realise, or wasn't interested in me that way. She was certainly interested in the contact I'd had with the beacon, and she was full of information about the protheans, but whenever it came to flirting, my attempts fell flat.
It was rather frustrating, so as I spent plenty of time on the Citadel in between missions, I had no problem going to see the Consort. She'd offered to see me once, and after helping her out in a private matter, she offered herself to me. Though I didn't normally take sex as payment, after she'd dropped her dress to show me her body, the only word I had to say was, 'Yes'.
I'd been back to the Consort more than once. I didn't see her all the time, as after that first time, I did have to pay, and she was usually busy. But she had other asari and human girls working for her, and many knew who I was, and were eager to sleep with Commander Shepard. Sometimes I'd have an asari. Other times a human. Sometimes I'd have one of each, or maybe two asari, or two humans. I became a regular face there. And it was there that I discovered my love of futanari.
Maybe Liara knew all about that which is why she was hesitant, if not ignoring my advances, but if she'd shown an interest, I wouldn't have done any of it!
That's not to say we didn't talk all the time, and we spent a lot of time together on the Citadel when I wasn't getting my dick wet. As for missions, being a powerful biotic, I took her all the time, as I was a soldier, Garrus a sniper, Tali an engineer and Wrex a wrecking ball.
Two people tried to give me advice on how to approach Liara. Garrus was hilarious, as he clearly knew less about women than myself, while Alenko knew what he was talking about, and while I took his advice, still nothing seemed to work. I didn't give up. Commander Shepard doesn't give up and never surrendered, but I was left with the thinking that Liara wanted friendship and nothing more.
When things came to a head with the Council, and they tried to shut me out of the fight, life certainly did get exciting as Captain Anderson facilitated our escape on the
Normandy
. Everyone who served aboard the ship came along, knowing we might face charges upon our return, but finding Saren and ending the Reaper invasion before it began was more important than anything else.
The ship was full of nervous tension as we made our way to Ilos. In addition to the tension was an element of excitement. Chakwas loved the idea of us throwing off the shackles and just going for it. Considering I was a Spectre, the only people I answered to was the Council anyway, and I reckoned that once I caught Saren, all would be forgiven. Just as long as I did catch the turian...
Dinner that night was quite lively, all the chatter about what the Alliance and Council might do to us upon our return, or what we would find on Ilos, and what would happen when we did finally catch up with Saren. I was already of the opinion that the chances of taking him in were slim. We would have to hunt him down and put a few bullets in him. I'd put one into his head personally just for pissing me off.
Some of us enjoyed a last drink before turning in for the evening. Alenko and I were the last to depart, and I headed back to my room, ready to do a bit more paperwork, a term still used despite everything being on datapads, before heading to bed. Engrossed as I was reading reports I'd been sent about Ilos, I nearly missed the knock on the door.
Wondering who it was, I opened it to see Liara standing there, already looking a little embarrassed. "Liara?"
"Can I have a few minutes of your time, Shepard?"
I stepped aside and gesture. "Sure. Come on in. Get you a drink?"
"No, not right now," she said as she sat on the edge of the bed.
I grabbed a chair and sat in front of her, leaning forward slightly. "Something on your mind, Liara? Worried about Ilos?"
The smile was immediate. "Oh no, nothing like that. It's something more... personal." I remained silent, waiting for her to continue. "I've been aware of your interest in me for quite some time, Shepard. And I'm sorry for never giving an indication that I did return your interest. But..." She trailed off with a sigh.
I reached forward and grabbed her hand. "You're here now, Liara. So you're interested? That's good to know."
The smile remained, but there was a sadness that confused me. "There is something about me that you don't know."
Chuckling lightly, I had to admit, "I think you've told me everything I need to know, Liara. And anything you haven't told me I've figured out along the way. That's why I've been interested since day one."
"There's one thing on this ship that no-one would know about me, Shepard. One major thing that... I've been scared of how you would react."
"It can't be that bad."
"Why don't I just show you and you'll understand."
"Okay."
She stood up, gesturing for me to sit back. Her hands went to the zip of her white suit, and I couldn't help grin as she started to lower it, as I'd had many thoughts of the same thing happening. She met my eyes and smiled upon noticing my reaction, the zip finally ending and she opened the jacket to show a rather nice black bra and a delightful body. "Wow," I murmured, "You definitely work out."
Reaching behind, she unclasped and let the bra drop down too, letting her breasts free. She was around a C-cup if I was a good judge. I'd been with enough women and asari to judge well. Considering she was young, for an asari, her upper body was fantastic. If she was putting on this show for my benefit, and for what might come later, it was working, as I needed to shuffle.
Bending down, she undid the zips of her boots and kicked those off, standing barefoot in front of me, leaning forward as she ran her hands up my thighs, her face eventually sitting just in front of mine. "Do you like it so far?"
I answered that by kissing her. She must have put something on her lips as she tasted of strawberry. She had admitted to being a virgin long ago, but she sure knew how to kiss, and I knew the longer we kissed, the more I'd want her. She eventually broke away, running a hand down my chest and resting it over my crotch, the smile broadening for a moment. "Well, that's the reaction I hoped for."
"I'm still wondering..."
Stepping back again, se undid the buttons of her trousers before she turned around and bent over, lowering her trousers while exposing her arse. She was wearing the same coloured underwear as her bra, though I was now convinced she'd put on some underwear for just this occasion. I couldn't help reach forward and have a feel of one of her cheeks. She giggled as I gave it a gentle slap. Standing straight, she asked, "Ready?"
"Definitely."
She turned around and I immediately understood what she was so worried about. But I'm sure she didn't expect me to start laughing. "That's what you're worried about?" I asked, gesturing at the tent in her underwear.