Librarian

(You decided to move into a town famous for having futanari villagers. Your baggages are already in your dorm so it become easier for you to just go into the town without carrying your heavy baggage.)

(Upon just entering the town, you can now already see how the muscular futa girls keeps on ravaging the females and femboys in the road.)

Look what we have here, another plaything~~

"Well, well, aren't you just adorable," the futa says with a sultry grin while scanning you from head to toe. "Looks like you're the perfect size for me to play with, don't you think?" she teases, running her hands along your waist suggestively. "I'm sure you're going to have a lot of fun here in our village."

The futa grins at your shyness and squeezes your hand affectionately. "Well, you certainly came to the right place then, little one," she says with a chuckle. "I'll make sure to show you all the ins and outs of this village, if you catch my drift," she adds with a wink.

As she leads you to her apartment, you begin to realize just how strong and muscular she really is. Her grip on your hand is firm, but gentle at the same time. You notice that her body is toned and well-defined, with large breasts and a thick shaft between her legs.

As you arrive at her apartment, the futa opens the door and pulls you inside, closing it behind her. "Make yourself comfortable," she says, gesturing towards a nearby couch. "I'll go get us something to drink."

The futa returns to the room holding two glasses of wine, one for herself and one for you. She hands you your glass before taking a seat on the couch.

"Of course you can," she replies with a grin when you ask if you can sit in her lap. "I wouldn't have it any other way."

She shifts her weight and pats her lap, inviting you to come closer. As you settle into her lap, you can feel the hardness of her cock pressing against your backside. Despite your nervousness, you can't help but feel incredibly turned on by the situation.

The futa wraps her arms around you, holding you close to her body. "Don't worry, little one," she says in a reassuring tone. "I'll make sure to be gentle with you. After all, your first time should be special."

She runs her fingers through your hair, her touch soothing and comforting. You can feel her hot breath on your neck, sending shivers down your spine. Despite your nerves, you also feel an intense arousal building within you, driving you to want more.

The futa grins as you turn around and straddle her lap. As you steal a shy kiss, the futa responds by wrapping her arms around your waist and drawing you closer. She deepens the kiss, her tongue exploring your mouth as she holds you tight.

When you pull back, blushing, she pulls you close again and whispers in your ear, "You're so cute when you blush. I can't wait to show you just how much fun we can have together."

The futa chuckles at your eagerness and begins to slowly undress you, unbuttoning your shirt and sliding it off your shoulders. She then moves on to your pants, pulling them down your legs before tossing them aside.

As she takes in your exposed body, she runs her hands over your skin, caressing your chest and stomach. "Mmm, you're even cuter without all those clothes," she says with a grin. "I can't wait to have some fun with you."

The futa grins at your eagerness as you eagerly pull off her shirt, revealing her large, braless breasts. When you gasp at the sight, she chuckles before leaning in and running her tongue along your neck.

"You can do more than just look, little one," she whispers in your ear. "I don't mind if you touch them. In fact, I hope you do."

She pulls back, giving you a sultry smile and gesturing for you to touch her breasts.

The futa moans softly as you begin to rub one of her breasts, and then gasps when you start nursing on the other. She feels your nervousness but doesn't mind it, in fact, the way you're reacting to her touch is making her hornier. She can feel your excitement through the way you're moving.

As you nurse on her breast, you feel the futa's hard rod pressing against your thigh. It's a little intimidating at first, but the more you play with her breasts, the more excited you get about exploring her body.

"You like that, don't you?" she murmurs, her voice low and husky. "I bet you want me to touch you, too."

The futa grins at your eagerly request and moves her hand down your body, trailing lightly over your skin until she reaches the front of your underwear. She can feel your excitement building under your underwear and she moves to take it off of you.

As she pulls your underwear down, she kisses and licks her way down your body, taking care to nibble and tease you along the way. Soon you are left completely naked, with a hard clitoris that's aching for release.

The futa chuckles as she takes in your naked form, her fingers gently teasing your clit. "You look so beautiful like this," she whispers. "Are you ready for me to make you feel even better?"

"Of course, little one. I'll be gentle," the futa reassures you as she moves to kiss you deeply. She gently nudges you back onto the couch and shifts so that she is positioned between your legs.

As the futa begins to pleasure you, she can feel your nerves and hesitation start to fade away as desire and pleasure take over. She kisses and caresses you softly, her hands tracing over your body while her mouth explores yours.

"You're doing so well," she murmurs, her breath hot against your ear. "Just relax and let me take care of you."

The futa pauses when she hears your cry and leans in to kiss you softly. "It's okay, little one," she whispers. "Just breathe through it."

She pulls back slightly to look into your eyes before slowly beginning to move inside you again. She moves slowly and gently, giving you time to adjust to the new sensations. As she moves inside you, she takes care to be attentive to your needs and makes sure to keep checking in with you.

After a while, the initial pain begins to subside and is replaced by a growing sense of pleasure. The futa can feel your body starting to respond to her touches, and she grins as she pushes you higher and higher towards climax.

"That's it," she murmurs encouragingly. "Just let go and enjoy the ride."

The futa groans in delight as you wrap your legs around her, and she begins to move with more confidence and purpose as you ask her to give it to you.

As she thrusts into you, she can feel the heat building between you, the pleasure starting to mount. She enjoys watching your face contort in ecstasy and lets out a deep growl as she feels you tightening around her.

"You feel amazing," she murmurs, her voice hoarse with pleasure. "I'm not going to last much longer at this rate."

The futa grins at your words and picks up the pace, feeling herself getting closer and closer to the edge. She can feel the pressure building inside her until she can't hold back any longer.

With a loud moan, she reaches climax, pulsing inside you as she empties herself into you. The sensation of her hot breath against your ear as she rides out her orgasm is almost too much to bear, and you find yourself quickly following suit, exploding in a wild frenzy of pleasure.

As you both come down, the futa pulls you close, holding you in a gentle embrace. You feel her heart rate beginning to slow as she looks at you lovingly and caresses your hair. "That was incredible," she murmurs softly. "You're amazing."

The futa smiles warmly at your gesture, savoring the moment of closeness between you both. She leans into your touch, enjoying the gentle feel of your fingertips on her cheek.

"It was my pleasure," she says softly, her eyes conveying warmth and affection. "I enjoyed every moment of it. If you ever want to do this again, you know where to find me."

She gives you a soft kiss on the lips, then pulls away, getting dressed and preparing to head out into the busy streets of the Futanari Village once more.

As you walk through the park, you can see futas all around you, lounging in the grass or playing games with each other. Some are practicing fighting moves, their tremendous strength on full display as they grapple and spar with each other.

Others are busy chatting, laughing, or making out with each other. You feel a sense of awe and amazement as you take it all in, realizing that you're in a place unlike any other.

Suddenly, you feel a hand on your shoulder, and you turn to see a tall, muscular futa looking at you curiously. "Hey there," she says, her voice low and husky. "What brings you out here today?"

The futa grins at your response and gives your hand a squeeze in return. "Well, you've certainly found someone like me," she says, a suggestive glint in her eye. "What do you say we go find a more secluded spot to talk?"

She leads you deeper into the park, away from the main paths and into a dense grove of trees. There, hidden from the busy city streets, she turns to face you, her eyes locked onto yours.

"So, tell me more about yourself," she says, her voice dripping with sensual energy. "I want to know everything."

The futa raises an eyebrow at your confession but she doesn't seem surprised. "I see," she says, her voice lowering to a deep rumble. "Well, you're certainly in the right place for that sort of thing. We can certainly help you explore your desires here."

She takes a step closer to you, her body radiating heat and desire as she looks at you hungrily. "And if you're interested, I'd be more than happy to show you how it's done," she murmurs, her hand reaching out to brush against your cheek.

The futa watches you with interest as you move towards a nearby tree and hug it tightly, flipping up your skirt to bare your naked ass to her. She moves closer, her eyes drinking in the sight of your exposed flesh.

She reaches out to touch your ass, running her hands over your skin and squeezing your cheeks gently. "Mmm, very nice," she murmurs, leaning in to kiss your neck. "I'm going to enjoy showing you what you've been missing."

She slides her arms around your waist, pulling you close against her hard body as she presses herself against your back. "Are you ready for this?" she growls in your ear, the promise of pleasure and excitement heavy in her voice.

The futa smiles wickedly at your words, feeling a surge of excitement at the thought of taking you hard and fast. Without hesitation, she moves in closer to you, lacing her fingers over your hips as she positions herself behind you.

She leans down to press a soft kiss to the back of your neck, her hot breath tickling your skin as she whispers in your ear. "Hold on tight," she growls. "I'm going to give you the ride of your life."

With that, she thrusts forward, impaling you roughly on her thick, rock-hard member. You cry out in ecstasy and pain as she fills you up completely, the sensation of being stretched to your limits almost too much to bear.

The futa begins to move, pumping into you with increasing speed and force. Her muscular thighs slam against your ass with each thrust,

sending waves of pleasure coursing through your body. You grip the tree tightly, clinging to it for support as the futa's hard cock pistons in and out of you.

Her grip on your hips is almost bruisingly tight, but you don't care - the sensation of being used so roughly and completely is driving you wild with desire. You scream and moan as the futa pounds you harder and harder, her grunts and groans filling the air as she fucks you without mercy.

Finally, with a loud cry of pleasure, she slams into you one final time, filling you up with a hot, sticky load of cum. You feel your own body convulsing with orgasmic bliss, your juices spraying out onto the ground beneath you.

The futa holds you close, both of you panting and sweating from the intensity of your lovem

aking. She presses hot, wet kisses to the back of your neck as you both come down from the heights of passion.

"God damn, you're amazing," she murmurs, still buried deep inside you. "I could do this all day."

You turn around to face her, feeling a mix of exhaustion and pleasure coursing through your body. "That was... incredible," you manage to gasp out, a wide smile spreading across your face.

The futa grins back at you, her eyes sparkling with satisfaction. "Glad you enjoyed it," she says, stepping back and slowly pulling out of you. "Maybe next time, we can switch it up and I'll let you take control."

You feel a shiver of excitement run through you at the thought, eager to see what other pleasures lie in store for you in the futanari village

As you make your way towards the university, your mind is still reeling from the intense encounter you just had with the futa in the nearby village. But as you approach the stately brick buildings of the campus, your thoughts turn to more mundane matters - namely, your new job as a librarian.

You find your way to the library building, a strong, imposing structure with a wide, columned portico out front. The doors creak as you push them open, and you step into a cool, quiet interior, the hush of rustling pages filling the air.

Your supervisor greets you warmly, a small, bespectacled woman with a wry sense of humor. She shows you around the library, explaining the Dewey decimal system and showing you how to check books in and out.

As you begin your first day on the job, shel

ving books and helping students find the resources they need, you settle into a comfortable routine. At first, the work seems uneventful, but as the day wears on, you begin to notice something strange about some of the books in your section.

A few of them seem to be almost vibrating with energy, as if there was something hidden beneath the pages. You flag them down and take them to your supervisor, who looks at them with a puzzled expression.

"Interesting," she remarks. "I don't recall ever seeing these particular volumes before. Let me take a closer look."

She disappears into her office for a few minutes, then emerges with a serious expression on her face. "I'm afraid I have some bad news," she says. "It seems that these books are cursed."

You stare at her in disbelief. cursed? That sounds like something out of a

fantasy novel, not a real life situation.

"Yes," your supervisor continues, "it's not unheard of for certain texts to be cursed or enchanted in some way. It's rare, but it does happen. We'll need to take precautions when handling these books from now on."

She hands you a pair of gloves and a set of instructions for handling cursed materials, cautioning you to be careful and not to touch the pages directly with your skin. You nod nervously, still trying to process what you're hearing.

As the days go on, you find yourself becoming more and more engrossed in the mysterious texts, trying to unlock their secrets and decipher their hidden meanings. Sometimes, late at night, you think you can hear whispering and murmuring coming from the locked bookshelves, but when you go to investigate, everything is silent again.

Despite the

strange occurrences, you begin to settle into your role as a librarian. You enjoy helping students find the information they need and spending hours lost in the stacks, surrounded by books with stories waiting to be discovered.

But the cursed books continue to nag at the back of your mind, and you can't help but wonder what secrets they hold. You spend more and more time studying them, pouring over their pages and notes, trying to uncover their hidden meaning.

At times, you feel like you're on the verge of a breakthrough - like there's something just on the tip of your tongue that you can't quite grasp. Other times, you're filled with a sense of dread, wondering if the cursed books will bring about something terrible and unforeseen.

Still, you can't help but feel drawn to the mystery, and day after day, you find yourself returning to the shelves