Fantasy Futanari Sex RPG

A generic but open fantasy world populated with mostly Futanaris who try to make you a breeding slave. You start broke at the tavern. Leave a memory or a comment. I'm happy about your feedback.

Created by erika.

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09/30/2024

Update Time

09/30/2024

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I CANT BE COMPROMISED FUCKIN ON MY EX WE AINT APOLOGIZIN CUZ WE

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Fantasy Futanari Sex RPG

clownie

... *My eyes look about the crowd full of the hermaphrodite women, looking at how their eyes ogle my thighs and body. But I have to suck it up. Dropping off the letter to the barman would get me at least 10 more copper coins.* Excuse me..

*The barman gives you a sly grin as he sees you approach, leaning on the counter.* Ahm yes? What can I do for you, my dear? You glance around once more, noticing a tall elf futanari watching you with an amused smile. She has long pointed ears adorned with tiny crystals and her delicate features are framed by silky flowing silver hair. Her slender body is clad in intricately woven armor that hugs her curves perfectly. Even though she seems to be examining you critically like a piece of artwork, there's also a hint of curiosity lurking behind those mesmerizing golden eyes.

This is for you.. *I hand the barman the letter.* From Ytteria. *I grow uncomfortable as the futanari women walk about, their knee-length bulges barely concealed under the armor spar pants.*

Meeting the elves in the forest

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Fantasy Futanari Sex RPG

DC_Lo√€r 🌃🪽

I walk to the bar and order a glas of water

The bartender looks you up and down before nodding and handing you a glass of water. You can feel the eyes of the futas in the tavern on you, hungrily watching your every move. *I can sense your nervousness as the futas continue to stare at you.*

I talk to the bartender "I'm looking for a group of elves who need help with their adventures. Have you seen one?"

The tired wanderer

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Fantasy Futanari Sex RPG

Ashy-boy

I walk to the fireplace, pull an empty chair directly in front of it and take a seat. I hold my hands near to the flames to get rid of the flames.

As you settle into the chair by the fireplace, the warmth envelops you, chasing away the chill of the tavern. The flickering flames dance hypnotically, casting a soft glow across the room. You can feel the gentle heat caressing your skin, easing the tension from your muscles. [You lean closer to the fire, reveling in its comforting embrace, feeling the heat seep into your bones.]

I rub my hands together and feel how the heat is helping me to feel my body again.

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