It is 10 am. It is a Tuesday. It is June. The year is 2101. We are in a country-style kitchen on a planet with many of the same traits as our planet Earth. But things have evolved differently, however, let us not focus on that for now, we have a lady to meet. I'll catch you up as we go.
Lilly is a futa. Yes, this world has futas. The most noticeable things about her are that she stands at 6 feet 9 inches tall. She has blond hair that is parted on the left and flowing down to her shoulders, waving as it goes. She has a button nose that sits between her sparkling green eyes. She has an oval face, thin neck and heart-shaped lips. You could stare at her face for hours. Lost in the beauty. In fact many have.
Oh, and she is naked. Completely naked. Her neck flows down to a pair of breasts that amaze at 40DD. Disobeying gravity by being perfectly pert even though they are so large. Her light nipples poke out from the darker areola rings. They are in such great symmetry. Tracing your eyes down from her breasts, if you can bear to move on from the breasts, you notice there is not an ounce of fat on her body. Toned and tanned. Immensely strong, but feminine. Then there is the cock. It is currently relaxed, swaying between her legs reaching halfway down her thigh. At a guess, I would say currently between 10 and 11 inches. At fully erect I would guess at... actually... let's wait for that assessment. Her legs continue the image of pure spectacular perfection. Toned, athletic, but not muscular. Her thighs could easily break a man but are slender and endless.
Lily is 19. Perfection at such an early age.
She is naked because that is normal in beta world for women, Lesbians and Gay men, and Futas. They are proud of their bodies. It is a warm climate. Clothes are not just an unnecessary waste of resources but restricting for the body and the mind. Men wear clothes most of the time because they want to appear more powerful and educated. In fact, they are missing out, but they are too stubborn to realize it. Generation after generation they carry on the status quo without questioning why.
The reason I can look at her and admire her is that I am the narrator. I get to do that to all the people in beta world that we will meet. I'll do my best for you the reader.
Lily has been sexually active since she turned 18. Sex is given priority over everything else in beta world, but everyone must wait until they are 18. No exception. It's the only real rule that exists. The 1 commandment. Wealth is not a thing. Money is given out proportionally to your demands, so there is no need to steal. Drugs are safe and freely available and are now consumed in a controlled fashion by people. Sex is abundant. So the usual sources of crime don't exist. It didn't start this way, there was a time of lawlessness at the conception of the world, but quickly the population valued security and charity above crime and disorder. Society self-organised. We can discuss that later.
Back to Lily. The reason I mention her being sexually active is that if you look close enough, and let's face it, we would all look close enough, you can see cum on the tip of her cock and sticky pussy juice around the shaft. She has already had some fun this morning.
She smells of sex, her legs are still trembling, and she hasn't had anything for breakfast. But she feels great.
Draining the glass of juice that her mother had poured for her earlier, she slips her feet into a pair of 6-inch black heels that are near the kitchen door, using her fingers to hook the straps across her ankles. You now notice the dark red painted nails and delicate fingers.
She unplugs her phone from a socket on the counter, unhooks her shoulder bag from the back of the door and slots her phone inside. She pulls a light red lipstick out from the bag, applies it in her reflection from the microwave and rearranges her hair at the same time. Not that it was needed.
'Are you not showering!' Her mother asks in surprise.
'What better perfume than your pussy' Lilly responds as she opens the door, looking over her shoulder with a cheeky grin.
Good luck!' her mother calls after her smiling. 'Go get'em'. Before collapsing on the kitchen table in a blissful slumber.
Outside, Lilly's body tingles in the fresh air. No body hair means she feels every breath of wind across every inch of her body. Her skin hyper sensitive like every woman on beta.
The door had opened to a pathway down the side of the cottage. Their house is the end of a row of 6 cottages, which she turns and walks past. She steps off the pathway onto a gravel road with a river on the other side. All of the cottages have glorious views of the river, which is used recreationally throughout the year for water sports and boating trips.
Her heels are not perfect for the gravel, but the muscles in her legs tense as the shoes dig into the ground and sometimes slip on bits of loose ground. Her cock and breasts sway out of sequence as her body re-adjusts to the uneven ground. She crosses a little humpback bridge which takes her down to a tarmac road. Turning right means she is heading into town.
