I take off my pants and shirt as Asta, my beautiful pregnant futa wife waddles to me. She giggles at herself. It is a sight, her large belly and her dick swinging like a pendulum beneath it. It still makes my cock bob and pull towards her sexes. I pull Asta onto my lap and kiss her belly. Our daughter kicks at me before relaxing. She knows to go to sleep when her parents are hard. I lift my head to lick one of Asta's stiff nipples. I suck it into my mouth and push my face against it. Her milk squirts my tongue, and my dick jerks to brush against hers. I take both in one hand and start stroking as I slide two fingers from my other hand into her wet canal.
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"Where are you from?" I asked Asta as we sat in my apartment.
"It's a different planet," she answered. "I'm part of a dying race. We have sent many out to breed with others to stay alive."
"So do the men have...vaginas?"
"No. Our women have both because our mental and physical link. It helps to double a man's pleasure as they feel our penises in their mind."
That explained why I felt myself stroking her cock. Mine stirred a little just thinking about it. Asta pressed her knees together and smiled. "You're easily aroused."
I blushed and smiled. "It was just so hot. I never thought I'd be attracted to a...well, a dick. You're so beautiful, though."
Asta smiled and squirmed a little more. I think I felt my bladder twitch. "Do you want to use the bathroom?"
"No, actually." She blushed. "I like to hold it sometimes. It feels good."
I smirked. I liked watching girls desperate to pee, then losing it. They squirmed and held their crotches like Asta had on the bus. "Let's see how long you can hold it, then."
I gave her many glasses of water, as she explained that her people hydrated, they didn't eat. I drank a little myself, but I wasn't thirsty for water. We kept talking to acquaint each other. I had no family, lost my parents when I was in high school: only children with an only child. I was a loner and liked it. Asta had three sisters across the universe. They had mated with their one's and birthed children, other futa aliens. We got into details of us. She would live with me, of course. By her people's standards, we were married. I had never thought of marriage, but with someone like her, I didn't mind. I was suddenly in a world where aliens existed, where girls with DICKS existed.
After an hour or two, Asta started bouncing her knee and adjusted the top of her skirt. "You really have to go," I chuckled.
"My bladder is solid," she hissed, pressing her knees together.
"Let me feel."
"No, wait..."
I had already touched her stiff bladder, and when I did, it felt like someone opened a door and poured gallons of water into my own bladder. "Shit." It stretched and pressed against my jeans, so I stood to release the pressure. A trickle of piss created a dime-size wetness on my jeans, but I clenched to hold the rest.
"Sorry," Asta said.
"Don't be. We're linked now. It's...kinda hot."
