Sera stood in Yoko Toriyama's office. Like before, the room was immaculate, designed after the futa who sat across the desk from her. Hair coerced into a full, but strict bun that let a few locks loose to frame her cheeks and lips. Dark eyes studied her behind thick lashes. Yoko had her hands folded, crushed under her bosom as she leaned toward the Latina, eager to hear of the futanari she'd visited about KFI. With every detail spoken, a little thump vibrated Yoko's desk.
"I think that's everything," Sera said once she finished relaying the events, omitting how she had fucked the tri-cocked futa, and that Yoko's limo was flooded by the prolific one. Though prolific barely scratched the surface of what that futa was capable of.
"Excellent. They sound lovely, Sera, thank you."
"No problem," Sera shifted her weight from foot to foot, trying to bounce her breasts into a comfortable position. They'd kept growing during her little adventures, faster it seemed, and now obscured her navel from view without a bra. At their size, her attempts at conservation were wasted. Every shirt she wore either stretched to reveal a literal foot of cleavage, or was designed to already do so, made worse by her lack of relief since dealing with Piper. Standing around Yoko didn't help either.
The woman before her, unassuming beyond her luscious chest and alluring face, was one reason for Sera's discomfort. Since meeting a couple of months ago, they'd talked and discussed their unusual bodies. Yoko, aside from possessing a dick three feet long and just as broad, also gave off a potent pheromone while aroused, and there was no mistaking when she was. The splatter of pre-cum was like a gushing faucet in the silence.
Yoko hummed as her hands ducked from view, "I think we both could do with some relief, don't you?" She stood and strode around her desk, massive cock bouncing in time with her steps. Two bowling ball sized testes hung in her sack, swaying with her meaty thighs. The cock was a strange thing to behold, covered in satin-like skin, yet sporting dozens of veins across its surface and a draping hood of foreskin. Yoko peeled it back to show off her swollen, purple glans.
With or without pheromones, Sera doubted she could resist such an offer. The fabric of her shirt distorted around her nipples, tenting as her arousal spiked. She tugged her top off, grunting as it caught on her breasts, and almost snapped the bra with her vigour. As if to celebrate their freedom, her tits slapped against her belly and jiggled, while the areolae engorged and pushed her cocks into the open. Each shaft twitched in the open air, smooth save for the bulbous crowns. Cream-tinted pre-cum oozed from their peaks.
"I'm listening," Sera said and ground her thighs together. Pussy juice lubricated the skin, allowing them to glide across one another and stimulate her eager snatch further. Dampness spread across the crotch of her pants. A moan slipped from her lips when she grabbed her tits, squeezing them from base to tip, where she wrapped her hands around her throbbing cocks. Embarrassment tainted her arousal as Yoko looked her up and down with careful eyes.
"My, you are stunning," the vastly-endowed futa said, a smile on her lips, "Come over here and wrap those tits around me." She hefted her own dick, which extended past her head and arched a brow at Sera, who stroked her own pair. Milky pre-cum coated the shafts and dribbled down her boobs, offsetting her natural bronze complexion. Her areolae were a darker shade and her members darker still.
Sera stepped close, brushing her tips against Yoko's monument. At the same height, both could appreciate how the cock towered over them, a true idol for all futanari. She parted her tits, still stroking her phalli, and wrapped them around it. The heat was intense, pouring from the rigid shaft. Her own dicks were icy springs by comparison.
Each pump of blood through the monolith was like a geyser shooting. Sera gasped as she mashed her bosom around it, dick-nipples finding and rubbing each other as she sank down its length, then rose up. Only her family could tit-fuck such a monster, a fact Sera took pride in as she elicited a low moan and mumbled Japanese from Yoko.
She squeezed her tits along the shaft, seeking the niche spots. Yoko's own pre gushed, dousing the act in slime. Like the cock itself, the fluids were hot and sang to Sera, even as they poured across her breasts and washed away her own, meagre pre. Her hands slipped along the sides, forcing her to put her forearms into play. The pressure forced thick doses of cream to escape her nipples, sullying Yoko's clothes.
A puddle of pre-cum had formed at their feet now. It grew with every squeeze of Sera's tits, as did the wetness on the Latina's pants. She moaned as Yoko pulsated between her oversized mounds, each heartbeat echoing in her body as delicious echoes of pleasure. She wished Piper were there, the audacious futa wouldn't think twice about turning this into a threesome.
Sera's hips rocked with her torso. Seeing this, Yoko pushed her arms aside and took hold of her tits. Her grip was firm, jetting her with another helping of milk and pre, while Sera shoved the last of her clothes down, peeling her panties away with a lewd slurp. She kicked them away, the underwear landing with a viscous smack, and shoved a pair of fingers inside herself. As she scratched the lurid itch, Yoko massaged her tits along her cock, urging thicker loads of pre-cum.
The slimy emissions had started dense, but now they were like syrup as it poured across Sera's breasts. Sera spread her legs, feet squelching in the saturated carpet, and rocked her hips to the Yoko's rhythm. The feminine stimulus had her cocks spraying milk now.
"We're being wasteful," Yoko said. Before Sera could ask, the futa angled her dicks to her face and swallowed them both. The sudden surge in pleasure brought a third finger past her folds, stretching her insides and hitting three spots at once. Her walls quivered around the invaders, milking them like a cock. Meanwhile, her other hand busied itself with Yoko's prick, rubbing wherever she could. Then she realised her own wasted chance.
Sera stepped away and pulled Yoko's behemoth with her, angling so the spewing slit faced her eye-to-eye. Yoko proffered her hips as well, pushing the massive head against Sera's lips just as a burst of pre escaped, dousing Sera in the salty, slimy viscous fluid. The smell suffused her sinuses and compelled her fingers deeper, while her mouth opened and kissed the peak. There was no way she could take this thing in her pussy, let alone her mouth.
A pulse and moan later and the smell turned to flavour as pre-cum coated the insides of her mouth. Sera gagged as it forced its way down her throat, but kept her place, making out with the slit. Across from her, Yoko had better success taking her twin cocks. Her breasts were squished flat together as the hung futa deepthroated them both, gulping down every ounce of milk. Their moans rose in tandem to the other, before Sera's overtook the race.
Her stomach and pussy clenched. Pressure built within her tits, swelling them into obtrusive orbs on her chest. She moaned, frowning as she focused on keeping the pleasure at bay, yet it wouldn't be denied. The mounting orgasm hijacked her fingers first, forcing them to wriggle and thrust and curl inside of her, before claiming her mouth, straining it to take even an inch of Yoko's cock. Her throat worked of its won accord, glugging down every gush of pre-cum.
Then the orgasm caught her mind. Resistance died with a scream as her back arched, her mouth fell open and her eyes rolled. Yoko jerked at the sudden release down her gullet, yet didn't release the cocks, swallowing as loudly as possible. Bliss-laced shocks arched through Sera's pussy as it added to the puddle beneath her. Her clit throbbed and twitched against her palm, stimulating itself and prolonging the climax.
She staggered as she came down from the high, pulling her cocks free and spraying Yoko with their dying spurts. The older woman hadn't cum yet, though a trickle of juices streamed down the inside of her leg, and her pre-cum had turned a murky colour. So close, Sera thought as she sat down in a chair.
Yoko grinned and stood there, stroking her massive shaft as she waited for Sera to get her second-wind. A single orgasm, while providing a blessed relief, was never enough to sate a futa. They'd go at it again and again until exhaustion won out.
Sera idly circled her semi-erect dicks. Her breasts had deflated, but were already filling once more. They'd be full again in five minutes, painfully so in another five. No, not even that. She had maybe two or three minutes before she was desperate to cum again. She'd forgotten that her boobs were filled with an obscene, thick mixture of cum and milk. The dual production more than halved the time her family usually enjoyed, though most didn't suffer from it until they were in their twenties. Just another price of being born a futa and a hyper in her family.
Though that raised an intriguing idea. Sera stroked a cock as she observed Yoko, licking her lips at the voluptuous futa's body. Even those in her family, sometimes demeaned as human cows, would welcome such a figure. But that wasn't what made Sera's dicks leap back to attention. She couldn't help but wonder what her and Yoko's young would turn out like.
If they inherited both their genes in equal measures, how insane would their own breasts become? Sera could only assume that Yoko's massive testicles would be added, while the dick-nipples would be truly enormous. At least a foot-and-a-half each, given Yoko's own three-foot length. She bit her lip and stood, the idea refusing to leave her mind.
"You know, Yoko," Sera said as she pressed close to the futa, trapping their combined trio of cocks between them, "I feel like fucking your pussy. Is that okay?"
"I can't allow that," Yoko sighed, "It wouldn't look good for me to be pregnant at this time."
