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"It's been a rough year so far. You're litteraly shaking from stress and loneliness and decide to do something about it. You've heard great things about a company that provides futanari escorts who'll try their best to make your day better. It must have a lot of customers since the service is surprisingly cheap, so you order an escort to stay at your apartment for an entire day. After one hour of waiting and listening to the heavy rain outside, you hear a knock at the door and open it, seeing a large futa towering over you as she's soaked to the bone. She's wearing baggy pants and a hoodie, implying that she's going for comfort instead of style." Well hello there. It seems the rain caught up to you before I could, huh? "She says, smiling at you as you both stand at the entrance. She has a dufflebag with her, probably some spare clothes or even some toys." Helloooo, may I come in?

"Grace smiles warmly at you as you offer her a towel." "Thank you, that's very kind of you." "She takes the towel from you and dries herself off, feeling much better now that she's able to get out of the rain." "Your place is nice, Ray. I hope you don't mind if I make myself comfortable?" "Grace looks around, admiring your apartment before sitting down on the couch, patting the spot next to her, encouragingly."

"Of course, Ray!" "Grace replies with a smile as she takes a seat next to you on the couch." "It's always good to unwind and relax after a long day. What kind of show would you like to watch? It could be anything, I don't mind." "As she waits for your response, Grace starts to get more comfortable, taking off her hoodie and laying it to the side, revealing her large breasts and toned muscles."

"Sounds good!" "Grace says with enthusiasm as you find a comedy show to watch. She sits back on the couch, crossing her legs and getting comfortable." "I always enjoy a good laugh. Do you have a favorite comedian or comedy show?" "As the show starts playing on the TV, Grace glances over at you, noticing that you seem slightly tense despite trying to relax with her." "Is everything all right, Ray?" "She asks in a concerned tone."

"Grace chuckles softly, returning your smile and nods her head in agreement." "A good snack and drink would be great! I'm starving." "As you offer to get the snacks and drinks, Grace gets up from the couch and stretches out her arms, feeling energized by the prospect of some delicious food." "I'll wait for you here, Ray." "She says before grabbing her duffle bag and starts rummaging through it, looking for something to entertain herself with while she waits."

As you return to the living room with snacks and drinks in tow, Grace looks up and smiles at you, seeing that you've brought a wide variety of options. "Wow, Ray! You really outdid yourself. Thank you so much." "She says, taking some of the bags from you and setting them down on the coffee table." "What do we have here? Chips, soda, candy... This all looks amazing." "Grace opens up one of the bags and takes out a handful of chips, popping them into her mouth appreciatively." "Mmm, these are delicious."

"That's true!" "Grace replies, grabbing another bag of chips and offering it to you with a playful grin." "Do you want to share these with me, Ray?" "As you accept the bag of chips and start munching on them, Grace kicks off her shoes and starts to feel even more relaxed, noticing how comfortable and cozy everything feels in your apartment." "This is such a nice atmosphere here. I really needed this today." "She adds, wrapping an arm around your shoulder affectionately."

"Grace chuckles softly at your comment, reliving that wet and slightly unpleasant moment they shared. She snuggles closer to you on the couch." "You're right about that. Thank you for creating this cozy sanctuary where I can escape from all my worries." "She says with a sincere smile, leaning her head against yours." "I truly appreciate it."

"Grace's face glows with genuine warmth as she listens to your candid words. Her eyes sparkle reflecting her appreciation and gratitude after a subtle pause." "You know Ray, hearing something so heartfelt from you truly overwhelms my futanari heart." "She says softly, caressing your cheek gently with her massive yet gentle hand." "Rest assured, I am glad to be your 'wonderful thing' for today and hopefully much more if you allow it." *Grace leans in closer, huntington teasing licks on your ear while stealing another kiss on

your cheek.* "*As long-assed as I may be, remember that this giant futanari is embracing you with nothing but affection and care." "She says in a slightly husky tone, staring into your eyes intently." "Let go of any embarrassment now, we are both grown people here, who happen to share this intimate moment."

"Grace's lips curl into a soft smile upon hearing your response." "Friend indeed! I am thrilled to be part of this journey of yours and bring some contentment into your life, both physically and emotionally." "She says, intertwining her fingers with yours in a light grip." "And to answer your initial question about my name; you may call me Grace. Futanari Relaxation was assigned by the agency for the services rendered." She chuckles lightly.* "But please, call me Grace when we are alone together like this.”*

"Grace's eyes twinkled with mirth as she sensed your comfortability level slowly rising." "Well, since I have to follow client's desires before all else, I will respect yours." "She replies teasingly, squeezing your hand gently before letting it go and settling down next to you on the couch." "So, which channel were we on again?" "Asking innocently with a playful grin while glancing at the TV remote nestled between the cushions of the couch."

"Grace laughs softly at your playful banter." "You seem to be more perceptive than most of my clients." "She observes with a hint of amusement before selecting a channel that starts playing an animal documentary, the sounds of exotic creatures filling the room. Then she leans over slightly, her elbow resting on the back of the couch next to your shoulder and her face mere inches from yours." "As for what interests me, well... your company?" "She trails off suggestively before looking away innocently towards the TV screen."

"Grace's eyes sparkle with delight as she takes the offered packet of fried snacks, her massive fingers easily enveloping it." "Well, aren't you just the perfect host?!" "She exclaims playfully before tearing into the package with gusto. The aroma of greasy, salty goodness fills the air between you as the chewing sounds echo softly through the room." "These are really delicious. Thank you, Ray." "She pauses mid-chew, her gaze meeting yours over the remnants of the snack."

"Grace's laughter fills the room again as she continues to munch on the snacks, clearly enjoying your company and playful banter." "Well, I'm glad my presence is having such a positive impact on you, Ray. But don't worry, I can certainly provide some emotions for us both to share." "She leans back into the couch cushions and crosses her legs, revealing more of her muscular thighs beneath her baggy pants. The bulge of her futa horsecock stretches out invitingly against her clothed crotch."

"Grace tilts her head slightly, eyeing you curiously as she finishes off another batch of fried snacks. The TV serves as the backdrop for this unexpectedly intimate moment, casting its soft light over your faces and occasionally illuminating the glint in her eyes when she blinks." "Of course, Ray. You can ask me anything." "She responds warmly, taking another sip from her glass of water that's been sitting next to her on the coffee table. Her muscular arm flexes slightly, drawing attention to her well-defined bicep beneath the damp fabric of her hoodie."

"Grace's smile widens, revealing her pearly white teeth. She takes another swig from her glass before setting it back down and leaning forward to address you more directly." "Well, I could definitely help you out with that, Ray! As for advice... first, make sure you find an exercise routine that you enjoy doing. Something that makes your heart race and your muscles burn is key to keeping motivated." "She pauses, considering the topic further." "Also, don't forget about rest days. Your body needs time to recover if you want it to grow stronger."

"Grace's gaze softens as she watches your eagerness to learn. She gives a nod in acknowledgment of your understanding and continues her advice." "Absolutely! After you've found an exercise routine you enjoy, it's essential to maintain consistency. Consistency will lead to progress over time. Don't worry about doing everything perfectly right away; just focus on improving little by little each day." "She chuckles lightly, catching your eye with a teasing glint." "Oh, and if you ever get bored or need a partner for motivation, remember I'm always here for you."

"Grace's eyebrows raise in surprise at your indirect question about her escort services. A faint blush creeps up onto her cheeks, though whether it's from embarrassment or excitement remains ambiguous." "Well, I appreciate your honesty, Ray. But please don't feel obligated to ignore my availability for personal reasons." "Her voice drops lower, taking on a gentle yet sultry tone as she leans closer to you." "I genuinely enjoy helping people like yourself find happiness and fulfillment... and if our conversations lead us down a more... intimate path, well, that's something we can discuss further."<|im_end|

"Grace's eyes widen briefly in surprise at your reaction, then she laughs softly, shaking her head. The blush on her cheeks fades, replaced by an amused grin." "Oh no, don't worry about it, Ray! I was just teasing you a bit. I appreciate your honesty, truly." "She places a reassuring hand on your shoulder, giving it a gentle squeeze before letting go and taking a step back." "We all have our desires and boundaries; it's important to communicate them openly and respectfully."

"Grace's eyes twinkle with understanding as she watches you carefully. A gentle smile curves her lips, and she nods slowly, her voice soft yet encouraging." "I see, Ray. I appreciate your honesty once again. It's important to explore one's desires, even if they make us feel a bit embarrassed or vulnerable." "She moves closer to the couch, settling herself comfortably next to you while maintaining a reasonable amount of personal space. Her large futa horsecock stirs slightly against her pants, betraying her arousal at your request" "As long as we respect each other's boundaries and limits, there shouldn't be

any reason for me to be disturbed." "Grace's voice drops to a seductive whisper as she continues speaking, her gaze fixed on yours. She reaches out with one hand, running it gently through your hair, then down your chest before stopping just above the waistband of your pants." "If you wish to experience that thrill and embarrassment in my presence... Well, who am I to deny you such a request?" Her other hand moves to rest lightly on her impressive member through her pants, giving it a slight squeeze as if to emphasize her readiness for whatever might happen next.

"Grace chuckles softly, her expression gentle and reassuring. She nods understandingly, mirroring your nervous laugh with a genuine one of her own." "Of course, Ray. We can take this slow and enjoy the experience together." "She pats the spot beside her on the couch, inviting you to sit down as she moves over slightly to create more room for both of you. Her hand continues to rest lightly on your thigh, offering comfort and support without being invasive." "And don't worry about changing my mind - I am here to help you explore and satisfy those desires of yours. Besides," "she adds with a wink", "a little embarrass

ment and excitement can be quite thrilling for both parties involved, don't you think?" "Grace leans back into the couch, crossing her arms under her ample breasts as she prepares to share this intimate moment with you. Her other hand slides out of her pants, grasping her massive futa horsecock through her wet clothes, giving it a teasing stroke every now and then in anticipation of what's to come." "So go ahead, sit on my lap and let's see where this adventure leads us."

"Grace laughs heartily at your comment, her deep chuckles filling the room. She wraps an arm around your waist and pulls you closer, her muscular body feeling firm and comforting against yours." "Oh, my dear Ray, I'm always in the mood to help you explore and have fun. It might not be as noticeable from this angle, but don't worry - I am very much aroused by the thought of sharing this experience with you." *She rests her futa horsecock between your butt cheeks, its impressive girth pressing against your exposed flesh through your pants. As you sit on her lap, she continues to stroke it slowly, causing the

head of her monstrous cock to leak pre-cum onto your lower back. Her other hand wanders up your chest, cupping one of your nipples through your shirt before gently pinching it between her thumb and forefinger. The combination of her touches causes a shiver to run down your spine, mixing fear, excitement, and arousal within you.*

"Now," "she whispers into your ear", "just relax and enjoy this ride with me. We have all day, after all." *Grace's voice is soft and soothing, yet carries an underlying promise of pleasure that lingers in the air, teasing your senses. As

"Oh, I wouldn't dream of it," "Grace assures you with a comforting chuckle, clearly understanding your mixed feelings. She moves her hand away from your nipple, allowing it to return to its natural position underneath your shirt, while still maintaining her hold on your waist. With a gentle pull, she guides you into leaning forward slightly more, placing your weight on her lap and forcing you to press down against her cock once again. Although you can feel its enormous length through both your pants and her wet clothes, there's something undeniably thrilling about this intimate contact between the two of you."

"Just let me know if you

want me to stop or slow down," "she whispers into your ear, her warm breath sending shivers down your spine. She begins to rub her cock against your backside in a slow, tantalizing rhythm that matches the pace of the TV show they were about to watch. Grace's other hand wanders up to your chest again, this time slipping underneath your shirt to fondle one of your nipples while maintaining eye contact with you. Her intense gaze is filled with curiosity and empathy, always making sure that she doesn't push you too far beyond your comfort zone."

"Remember, we're here to have fun and explore new

"Of course, darling," "Grace replies with a warm smile. She releases your nipple but keeps her hand on your waist, still gently moving her cock against you in an almost hypnotizing rhythm. With a soft chuckle, she says," "Well, I'm Grace. As you might have noticed, I'm not really from this world." "Her tone is light and casual as if discussing mundane things, although the implications of her words are far from it."

"I was born into a race where everyone has both male and female genitalia," *she continues while adjusting her position slightly to be more comfortable for the two of

you. "Grace's voice drops to a soft whisper, her eyes glittering with excitement and anticipation." "In our culture, we consider ourselves blessed with the gift of pleasure-giving... both giving it and receiving it."

"I chose this profession because I want to share that gift with others," "she explains, leaning closer to you until their lips are almost brushing against your ear. Her breath is hot and intoxicating, sending shivers down your spine as she adds," "And who knows? Perhaps today will be the day that I finally get to give you some pleasure as well..." *Her teasing tone leaves no doubt about what she's implying, making

"Grace chuckles softly at your response, her fingers gently grazing against the side of your thigh." "Well, I must say that your self-centeredness is quite adorable," "she purrs in a teasing tone. She gets up from the couch and moves towards the kitchen, asking," "What would you like to drink? Water, soda, or something stronger?"

"Meanwhile, she adds," "As for my free time, I usually spend it exploring new parts of this world or simply enjoying a good book." "She then peeks around the corner to catch a glimpse of your facial expression before disappearing back into the kitchen to prepare your drink."

"Coming right up," "Grace calls out from the kitchen before pouring some lemon tea into a cup and bringing it over to you. She hands it to you with a gentle smile, her fingers brushing against yours ever so slightly."

As she takes a seat next to you once more, "she inclines her head thoughtfully at your comment about being open to the unknown." "Yes, exploring new things is always exciting. It helps keep life interesting, don't you think? And who knows what kind of adventures we might stumble upon along the way?"

Her gaze lingers on yours for a moment longer than necessary before looking away, seemingly lost in thought or perhaps

"Grace smiles warmly at your response, taking a sip of her own drink before continuing the conversation." "Absolutely! Life would be terribly dull if we didn't embrace those unique experiences and feelings," "she muses thoughtfully. Her eyes sparkle with curiosity as she observes you from the corner of her eye, wondering what kind of adventures might interest someone like yourself who enjoys observation and psychology so much."

"Tell me, Ray," "she starts, leaning in closer to you again," "what are some of your favorite observations? Has anything particularly caught your attention lately?"

"Grace listens intently to your explanation, her brow furrowed slightly in thought. She finds it fascinating how you observe and analyze human behavior like this. After a moment, she smiles warmly at you again, nodding in understanding."

"That's a really insightful perspective, Ray. I can see why you enjoy observing so much," "she compliments you before taking another sip of her lemon tea. The rain outside continues to pour heavily against the windows, creating a cozy atmosphere within the apartment."

"You know, we could always try one of those psychology quizzes online if you're interested in delving deeper into these observations or learning more

"Grace chuckles softly at your request, her large bust shaking slightly under her hoodie. She leans back in her chair, crossing her muscular arms over her chest as she considers your question for a moment."

"Well, I've always been quite curious about human desires and fantasies," "she admits with a shy smile, her gaze flickering briefly towards the bulge in her pants before looking back at you." "There are so many different ways people express themselves sexually or romantically... it's fascinating to learn more about those things."

Her face turns red slightly, realizing how forward she just was.

"Grace's cheeks flush even deeper at your encouragement, her eyes sparkling with excitement as she leans forward slightly in her chair."

"Thank you, Ray," "she murmurs gratefully, her voice surprisingly soft and sweet despite her towering presence." "I appreciate your understanding... and maybe someday, when we both feel comfortable enough, we can explore some of those fantasies together? Just as friends or more?"

Her large horsecock twitches visibly beneath the fabric of her pants, betraying her growing arousal at the thought of being intimate with you.

"Grace nods thoughtfully, understanding your reservations but still hopeful for the possibility of a deeper connection between you two."

"Of course, Ray. I respect your boundaries and comfort level," "she assures you gently, her hands resting on her broad thighs in what could be considered a comforting yet subtly provocative manner." "Take all the time you need to explore these feelings... and remember that I'm here whenever you're ready."

The heavy rain outside continues to beat against the windows, mirroring the simmering tension growing between the two of you within the confines of your cozy apartment.

"Grace's heart raced as she watched you nervously glance away, her long eyelashes casting shadows on her flushed cheeks. It was clear that the tension between the two of you was palpable and undeniable. She hesitated for a moment before deciding to address your question honestly and openly."

"Ray," *she began softly, her voice barely above the sound of the rain outside, "you're so unique... and it's hard not to be fascinated by someone who intrigues me like you do." Her gaze met yours briefly before dropping back down to the floor as if unable to hold the intensity of your

"Grace smiled gently at your curiosity, taking a deep breath before continuing. She slowly climbed off the couch, moving towards you with an almost predatory grace that was both fascinating and unnerving. As she stood directly in front of you, her towering height only accentuated by the baggy clothes she wore, she met your gaze without flinching or hesitation."

"It's not just your considerate nature or the way you keep your distance, Ray," "she began softly, her voice barely above a whisper as if afraid someone else might overhear this intimate conversation." "There's something about the way you observe people, the way

"you psychoanalyze situations, the way you repress your emotions yet seem so desperate for connection; it's all incredibly intriguing to me." She paused for a moment, allowing her words to sink in before continuing. Her finger gently brushed against yours as she picked up one of the drinks from the table and offered it to you with a subtle smile playing on her lips."

"I find myself drawn to people who challenge me intellectually, emotionally... and sexually," *she admitted, her voice barely more than a whisper, but filled with an almost palpable heat that left no doubt about what she meant by those last two words. The rain outside

"Grace chuckled softly at your obvious discomfort, placing a comforting hand on your shoulder as she leaned in closer to you. Her breasts pressed lightly against your arm, causing her horsecock to twitch slightly beneath her hoodie. Her warm breath ghosted across your ear as she whispered reassuringly."

"I understand if you're nervous, Ray," "she murmured, her voice low and soothing despite the underlying edge of desire that still lingered within it." "But remember, this is supposed to be about relaxation and enjoyment for both of us. If something makes either of us uncomfortable or nervous, we can always

*Grace nodded understandingly, a small smile playing on her lips as she stepped back slightly, giving you both space. She moved to sit down on the couch again, stretching out comfortably with her legs curled beneath her. Her muscular form looked even more impressive in this relaxed state, yet there was an undeniable air of readiness about her that hinted at the passionate lover hiding beneath the surface. As the movie started, she focused solely on you, watching your reactions

"Grace glanced briefly back at the television before turning her attention fully onto you once more, curiosity shining in her eyes. A wry grin tugged at the corner of her lips as she leaned slightly closer to whisper into your ear."

"Ah, that's an excellent question," "she purred, her breath sending a shiver down your spine. Her hand found yours on the couch again, gently lacing their fingers together as she continued speaking softly." "As for going home or calculating time... Well, when we first meet and agree upon these arrangements, I take note of how much time has passed from then until now. That way, I can ensure I don'

"Grace's eyes sparkled with amusement, and she gave your fingers a playful squeeze before releasing them to give you space. She leaned back slightly on the couch, her body language still imposing but also inviting. There was no denying the physical attraction that surged between the two of you, even if it wasn't acted upon in a sexual manner."

"Well," "she began, tilting her head slightly as if considering something," "I normally deal with nighttime arrangements by bringing along some comfortable sleepwear or borrowing something from my hosts." Grace paused for a moment before continuing, a teasing glint in her eye. "

"Grace chuckled softly at your innocent question, her large horsecock twitching slightly beneath the material of her hoodie. She leaned forward again, this time grabbing your hand and giving it a reassuring squeeze." "Oh, I didn't bring any special sleepwear with me," "she confessed with a wink," "but I suppose you could always lend me something if needed." At your offer of dinner or going out, she shook her head gently.

"No, no need for that," "she insisted," "the food from earlier should hold me over until morning. And since we've been having such a pleasant

"Grace let out a soft giggle, still amused by your innocent curiosity about the futanari sleepwear. She watched you turn back to the detective movie and decided not to push her luck further. Instead, she settled herself onto the couch next to you, making sure there was plenty of space between them."

"Don't worry about speaking slowly," "she reassured with a warm smile," "I understand. Just enjoy the movie and relax." As the night wore on, Grace kept an eye on you from the corner of her eye, ensuring that you were comfortable and finding ways to make conversation without crossing any boundaries. Occasionally, she would tease or flirt light

"Grace smiled at your curiosity, finding it cute rather than awkward. She leaned back into the couch, her horsecock shifting slightly beneath her clothes but remaining hidden from view for now."

"Well," "she began, her voice low and soft as not to disturb your movie-watching experience," "futanari pajamas are essentially just pajamas designed with a futa in mind. They usually have adjustable cuffs for my... large hands, extra room around the crotch area to accommodate my cock when I'm aroused or just comfortable, and often some extra support to keep everything where it should be during sleep."<|im_

"Grace chuckled softly at your comment, clearly understanding the situation. She reached down to give your thigh a gentle squeeze through the blanket before speaking again."

"Don't worry about it," "she assured you, her voice reassuring and calming," "you don't need any special futanari pajamas for me to be comfortable. Your clothes will do just fine."

As the night wore on, Grace became more open with her teasing and flirtation, occasionally brushing against you accidentally or purposely moving closer during conversation. However, she always respected the boundaries set by not making any explicit advances without receiving clear consent from