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by Stayrr

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196. Futa Fairy Futa Reporter's Wicked Wish

The Futa Fairy-Futa Reporter's Wicked Wish Chapter One: Becca's Hot Interview

The Futa Fairy

Futa Reporter's Wicked Wish

Chapter One: Becca's Hot Interview

by mypenname3000

Story Codes: Hermaphrodite/Teen female, Female/Teen female, Hermaphrodite/Female, Female/Female, Females/Teen female, Female Masturbation, Incest, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Oral Sex, Creampie, Interracial

"Dr. Rita is waiting for you in her office," the Hispanic nurse said. She had a nametag that read Pita pinned to her lilac scrub top, a bright smile on her face. "Just this way."

"Lead on," I said, masking my yawn. I needed to be perky and energetic despite the early hour. The sun wasn't up. Yes, in late November that wasn't too early, but still…

My camerawoman didn't bother hiding her tiredness, Hosannah letting out a loud yawn as she lugged her camera with her. My jaws fought to open, wanting to stretch out into a big, wide exhalation, too. An interview at 6:30 AM meant I had to wake up far, far too early.

We walked through St. Claire Hospital in Lakewood, a small city south of Tacoma and near my own home in Parkland. My employers, Channel 5 News, wanted a report on the miraculous cures Doctor Rita Jones performed. It was a puff piece, something a reporter with half my experience should do.

My heels clicked as I followed Nurse Pita's brisk pace, my tight pencil skirt whisking about my nylon-clad thighs. My breasts bounced in my low-cut blouse, showing off my assets for the camera. Though I would feign shock and outrage if any one questioned why I wore such daring tops, often with the lacy hints of my bra peeking out, during news broadcast.

It kept me employed, something my seventeen-year-old daughter appreciated.

"Here we are," Pita said, reaching the door and opening it. "She's waiting for you."

I had been in many doctor's offices, small, cramped, a desk with a computer, filing cabinets, a small shelf with reference books, walls covered in anatomical pictures. Dr. Rita's had nothing unusual in hers save for the teenage girl kneeling before her, bobbing her head and making slurping sucks.

The sounds of a wet, sloppy blowjob.

"Becca Brittany," beamed the African-American doctor. She wore light-blue scrub tops, but no bottoms, her ebony face lighting up as she stared at me, white teeth flashing between dark lips. Her hands gripped the black, beaded braids of the teenager slurping away. The girl, also Black shook her hips. She wore pleated, schoolgirl skirts, her ebony thighs peeking out the swaying hem. "I'm so glad you could make it so early. But I wanted to show you what makes my cures so special. And I only have it during the night."

My cheeks went crimson, a strange lust shooting through me. I could see the dark shaft thrusting up into the girl's bobbing mouth, thick and long, bigger than my ex-husband's or my current lover's cock.

Or any of past boyfriends or lovers.

Her breasts jiggled beneath her top as she shifted, her nipples hard points. I swallowed. "I didn't know you were a shemale, Doctor."

"I'm not," she smiled. "I'm a futanari. I have a pussy. My clit just turns into a cock. And you can have your camerawoman set up. I need my fluffer keeping me on the verge of eruption in case we're needed." She licked her lips. "My daughter volunteered since it's Sunday. Isn't that wonderful of her?"

I arched an eyebrow. "Your…daughter?"

"She's such a cock-slut for what futa's are packing," laughed the doctor. "I think she'd have her mouth attached to my dick all night if she could, but then my girlfriends would get jealous."

"We would, Doctor," Pita, the nurse, cooed.

I blinked. They said these things like it was so normal. And…and why did I have a problem with it? So a girl sucked her own futa-mother's dick? What was the big deal? I bet my daughter would love to suck mine if I had one. She'd kneel before me while I gave a report, her head just out of frame, fluffing my big, throbbing girl-dick.

A heat soaked my panties, my hips wiggling.

"Well, this is different," Hosannah whispered, unfolding her tripod with quick dexterity. She was a short, curvy woman, her face round with a bold, Jewish nose. In moments, she had her camera mounted, light turned on, pointing at the doctor.

I took a chair, crossing my legs tight, my poor clit aching as I watched young Pattie, who couldn't be more than fourteen or fifteen, loving her mother's dick. I shivered, licking my lips. My blonde Jenny would look so cute bobbing her head, sucking on Mommy's girl-cock, the cameras rolling and…

Such strange thoughts. They infected me as I noticed Pattie's fingers sliding into her mother's pussy, pumping in and out of the folds. She truly had both. Her cock looked like it thrust from where her clit should be.

"Here's your microphone, Dr. Rita," Hosannah said, her short, brown hair swaying. She leaned over in her tight jeans, her curvy ass pointed right at me. She had the type of rump that jiggled during sex. The type I bet her lovers loved to grab as they fucked her hard.

Flashes of me, my own cock thrusting from my blonde-muffed pussy and ramming into her snatch, made me tremble. The heat swelled in me. The ass wiggled back and forth. She bent over more, working on attaching the lapel mic, her jeans hugging tight to her pussy, the seam of her crotch almost swallowed by her plump pussy.

She often had cameltoes the guys at work loved to stare at.

"There," Hosannah said. She moved back to her camera aimed at Dr. Rita, we'd film my half later on back at the studio, having me repeat my questions. Then we'd splice it together and you'd never realize I filmed my part hours later. "We're recording."

"So, Dr. Rita," I said, leaning forward, "rumor has it you have found a cure that heals anyone. Some would describe as 'magic' and others as a hoax. How did you discover it?"

"I didn't discover it," she groaned, her fingers digging into her daughter's hair, unmistakable pleasure crossing her face. "I was gifted it."

"Gifted?" I licked my lips. "That sounds…intriguing. So it wasn't a chemical or a drug?"

"Oh, no, this is wholly magical." She let out a little whimper, Pattie's hips wiggling more. She sucked louder, slurping and loving her mother's girl-dick. "I made a wish, and the futa-fairy answered it."

"A…fairy?" I couldn't keep my skepticism out of my words. "Like from Sleeping Beauty or something?"

"Or more like from a Midsummer's Night Dream," Dr. Rita moaned. "Her name is Leanan Sidhe, and she made me into a hermaphrodite. What she called a futanari. She gave me a clit that turns into a cock between sunset and sunrise. And my cum heals anyone who touches it. It's why my daughter's is fluffing my cock in case an emergency comes in. Then I can have my futa-dick ready to go."

"So you're claiming to have magical cum that heals anyone?" I didn't hide my doubt. This was ridiculous. She worked at a real hospital and said this BS. And yet she had that big, beautiful, ebony shaft buried in her daughter's hungry mouth.

I licked my lips, my nipples aching in my bra.

"Not claiming. I do heal people. There are plenty of people I've helped." She shifted. "We do keep a stockpile of my futa-jizz on hand, able to be administered to any patient, especially the men. But I do like taking a special interest in the female patients, healing them personally."

"And how did you…learn about this power?"

"There was this girl in a coma." A loving smile spread across her lips. "My own sleeping beauty. And I just wanted to heal her, to—"

Her pager beeped at her side. I blinked as she pulled it off her hip, glancing at it. "We have an emergency patient. Bring your camera. You can see the cure being worked personally."

Pattie pulled her mouth off her mother's cock, her saliva dripping down her chin. She brought her fingers to her mouth, sucking Dr. Rita's pussy cream off of them. The girl moaned, savoring the incestuous flavor, her eyes rolling back into her head.

"Becca?" Hosannah asked as Dr. Rita stood up, her big dick bobbing before her, the tip glistening with her daughter's saliva.

"Follow her," I said as the futa-doctor hurried between the camera and me. "Let's see if she's telling the truth."

"She is," Pita grinned.

Hosannah unhooked her camera as I bounced to my feet, big tits heaving in my bra. My blonde curls danced about my shoulders as I hurried after in my heels. Running in five inch pumps was an art every female reporter had to master. I chased after Dr. Rita's naked ass, following her around a hallway. She didn't care her cock was out, bobbing for the world to see. None of the nurses of doctors even gave her another look.

She did this all the time. What was going on at this hospital?

Hosannah chased after, camera on her shoulder, recording it all. "We're following Dr. Rita to a patient just admitted with a serious injury," I said into my microphone, looking back over my shoulder at the camera. "Dr. Rita claims her magical futa-cum will heal the patient. Channel 5 News will bring you this exclusive footage that will either vindicate her outrageous claims, or prove her to be a deluded, and perverted, fraud."

Dr. Rita vanished into an exam room. I reached the door, yanking it open. Hosannah went through, filming. I followed her in, my heart pounding, my hand gripping my microphone. This could be remarkable if it was true.

Actual magic.

A girl whimpered on the exam table, maybe eighteen or nineteen, her pink hair swaying about her face. She had a fade on the right side, her hair long on the left. A diamond nose stud glinted as she shuddered, cradling a right arm that was…

"Oh, god," I gasped at the side of the broken arm.

"It's okay, honey," Dr. Rita said. "I have just what you need right here."

"Doctor?" the girl gasped as the Black doctor seized pink hair, hauling the injured girl's mouth to that big, throbbing futa-dick.

"Dr. Rita is applying the cure directly with her futa-cock, introducing it to the girl's mouth. The patient's sucking, her cheeks hollowing. I can't believe this is happening," I commented, my pussy clenching, itching to be touched.

"That's it, sweetie," moaned Dr. Rita. "Just keep sucking. You'll feel so much better and… Yes!"

"Fuck me," Hosannah muttered beside me as she filmed Dr. Rita cumming.

The orgasm was unmistakable. Dr. Rita threw back her head, her breasts bouncing beneath her scrub tops. She shuddered, bucking with every pulse of girl-jizz firing out of her big dick. The pink-haired patient's dark eyes widened. She swallowed, gulping down the supposedly magical cum, more trickling out of her mouth, running down her cheeks, overflowing her mouth and…

I almost dropped my microphone.

"It's working," I said in awe. "Her arm is healing. You can see the bones shifting, the piece punctured through her skin is retracting, the flesh is healing. This is not a special effect. This is happening live before us."

"See," groaned Dr. Rita. "Mmm, you're feeling so much better. Just drink down all my futa-cum. That's it. Ooh, yes."

The girl sucked a final time, then her mouth popped off the doctor's big, ebony cock. She flexed her finger on her once-broken arm. She stared at the wound, rubbing at it. The blood remained, but no sign of the bone splinter or the bleeding puncture it caused.

"You healed me…" The patient stared up at the doctor. Then she threw herself at the Black physician. Her arms went around Dr. Rita's neck, kissing her hard, tongue thrusting. She pulled Dr. Rita on top of her, the doctor not fighting at all, her ebony shaft swaying, still thrusting hard before her.

The doctor's dark rump faced the camera, her legs spread wide, showing off her pussy's pink gash surrounded by her black, curly pubic hair. Juices clung to the strands, glistening in the light. The girl grabbed the doctor's futa-dick with her healed arm, stroking it with pale fingers.

"She's going to fuck her," groaned Hosannah, her camera aimed at the action.

"Dr. Rita," I gasped, the words tumbling out of my mind, my reporter training taking over, "is it standard to have sex with your patients after healing them?"

Dr. Rita broke the kiss with the patient, throwing a look over her shoulder, eyes glossy with lust. "Drinking my futa-cum makes the patient extremely horny. And I like to administer a second dose directly into their pussy or asshole, just to make sure they're all better."

"She's very thorough," purred Nurse Pita.

I hadn't realized her or Dr. Rita's daughter had followed us. But the pair were fingering each other in the back, Pattie's dark hand down Pita's lavender scrub bottoms, Pita's brown hand beneath the schoolgirl's skirt. Both had pleasure crossing their faces.

"Oh, doctor, yes," groaned the patient, her hand guiding the ebony dick beneath the jean skirt she wore, a pink thong flashing, covering her pussy. "I need you to keep treating me."

Dr. Rita's fingers ripped the pink thong to the side, exposing a shaved, tight slit. Hosannah groaned nearby. She licked her lips, recording the ebony cock's head rubbing on the pale, pink flesh. Then the patient's labia spread wide, engulfing that huge dick.

My pussy tightened, envying the patient and her moans of ecstasy as that monstrous girl-dick slid deeper and deeper. I whimpered, my hand clenching my microphone so hard. My entire body burned as I watched Dr. Rita bury herself into her patient.

And then fuck her.

The hospital bed creaked as the futa-doctor treated her patient with hard, vigorous strokes. The pink-haired girl gasped and moaned, bucking beneath the ebony futa. Dr. Rita's ass clenched, White fingers clawing at it.

"This is so hot," Hosannah groaned. "I can't believe this, Becca."

"I can't either," I said, lowering my microphone. "This is gold. She healed her with her cock and cum."

I rubbed sweaty hands on my skirt, so envious of the patient. I wished I was hurt so I could be cured. To feel that big, throbbing futa-dick slamming over and over into my pussy. The pair writhed together, the girl bucking into Dr. Rita's hard thrusts.

Faster and harder. Dr. Rita moaned and gasped, her back arching, her butt clenching. Frothy juices clung white on her dark shaft as she stirred the patient's pussy hotter and hotter. I licked my lips, my pussy begging for attention.

I wanted to masturbate so hard.

"And as you can see," I narrated into my microphone, "Dr. Rita is dedicated to treating her patients, making sure they are cared for."

"Oh, my god, Doctor!" howled the girl. "I'm going to cum on your big, beautiful dick! Yes, yes, yes! Keep fucking me!"

"She'll do anything to make sure they're cured," I continued, my cheeks burning, such a throaty, longing purr in my voice. My free hand squeezed my large breast through my blouse, my nipple throbbing. "She drives her futa-appendage so hard into her patient's vagina, bringing the girl both closer and closer to her explosive finish."

"Cum in her, Mom!" moaned Pattie. "Oh, yes, just flood the little slut. I want to lick her clean!"

"Such a greedy slut for your mother's jizz," groaned Nurse Pita.

I squeezed my breast harder, brushing my nipple. Electricity shot down to my pussy. I shuddered, squirming my hips. My eyes rolled back into my head. I sucked in a deep breath, my heart pounding in my chest. I couldn't believe what I was watching. The pleasure, the rapture, burning through this room. A dizzy surge shot through me.

I wanted that futa-cock. I wanted to be fucked by one. I wanted to feel it ream me, to fill me to the brim. I wanted to cum and cum and cum on it. To explode on her that big, thick, ebony shaft. I wanted to have my own.

To fuck the women I interviewed, to have my daughter or others suck my dick while I gave my reports, the world oblivious to what was going on. I wished to experience the joy Dr. Rita had, her moans echoing through the room.

"Oh, fuck yes!" howled the girl, bucking beneath the doctor, cumming on that huge dick. "Fire that jizz in me. Heal me! Make me feel sooooo much better!"

"Yes, yes, yes!" Dr. Rita thrust forward, her back arching, her head snapping back. "Take it!"

"So hot!"

"Yes," I hissed. "Dr. Rita is finishing her treatment and flooding in her patient's hot vagina. Look at the passion on her face. Dr. Rita is dedicated to her job and to her miraculous cure."

I bit my plump lips. My hand squeezed harder at my tit, feeling the silicone implant that gave my breasts their perky plumpness. I wanted to be both Dr. Rita and the patient right now. I wanted to have futa-cum flooded my pussy and to have my own girl-dick firing jizz it into hot snatch.

My phone vibrated in my skirt pocket.

"Oh, Dr. Rita," mewled the girl, her orgasm dying. "Ooh, you healed me so much. I can't believe it. I've heard about you. My sister attends Washington High, and she told me about her futa-teacher, Ms. Marcie, and the futa-cheerleaders. Mmm, they sound so hot."

Futa-teacher? Futa-cheerleaders? Washington High was the rival school to my daughter's Franklin Pierce High School. This year, they'd trounced my daughter's school at the homecoming game thanks to the inspiring cheering of the cheerleaders.

Where they fucking on the field?

"Well, Becca Brittany, do you want to experience my treatment?" Dr. Rita asked, throwing a sultry look over her shoulder.

My eyes widened. "You don't mean…?"

She licked her lips, arching her eyebrows. "I do. I can fuck you hard. If you want. I bet you have a few things wrong, little, minor things, that I could heal."

"And now Dr. Rita is offering me a chance to experience her futa-treatment," I purred into the microphone, my pussy melting. "I would be a fool to say no to her."

"Such a fool," her daughter moaned.

Then she appeared before me, taking the microphone. "Let's get you ready. I've ogled your tits on TV. And I know Mom's such a fan. She likes White girls boobs. She's always fucking her girlfriend Carly's little White titties."

I shivered as the fourteen-year-old girl unbuttoned my gray-blue, silk blouse. Her fingers deft. She licked her lips, throwing my blouse open and exposing the soft-pink bra beneath, my nipples hard points. She giggled, realizing my bra clasped in the front.

My big, ivory breasts spilled out into her ebony hands. She squeezed then, hefting my large breasts, feeling the silicone beneath. She arched an eyebrow at me, her grin mischievous.

"I've never played with fake tits before. They're so firm. Like playing with a stress ball." Then she leaned over and sucked on a dusky nipple.

I gasped, the tingles racing straight down to my pussy. Behind Pattie, her mother rose, still wearing her scrub top and lapel mic. Her dick bobbed before her, glistening with the patient's pussy juices. While Pattie had called dibs on licking out the girl's pussy, Nurse Pita used Pattie's distraction with my tits to pounce and bury her face into the pink-haired patient's snatch.

The girl gasped, her back arching, grinding her pussy against the Hispanic nurse's hungry mouth. I just shivered, staring from her to the smoldering eyes of Dr. Rita. She licked her lips, watching her daughter feast on my breast. The girl's hands stroked down my bare stomach, tingles racing across my skin, and found the hem of my skirt. She searched for the zipper. It rasped. I groaned, shivering as the skirt grew looser.

Then fell off my hips.

"My daughter loves getting women ready for my cock," Dr. Rita purred, her voice a mix of passion and maternal pride. "She always comes in on the weekends to help out."

"My daughter just sits around the house," I groaned, my eyes widening as the underage girl's hand slid inside my panties, sliding through my blonde bush, and finding the wet lips of my pussy. I let out a whimper as she stroked me. "Ooh, I wish she was so…invested in my job."

"I bet you do," Dr. Rita said, rubbing her dick into her daughter's skirt-clad ass, smearing the patient's pussy juices across the girl's rump. "How hot is she, Pattie?"

"So hot, Mom," Pattie moaned between sucks on my nipple. "She's got fake titties. They're so much fun to squeeze!"

"I bet," moaned the doctor while I shuddered, my nipples throbbing in her daughter's hungry mouth.

The girl loved my tits.

Then Pattie fell to her knees, pulling her hand out of my panties. Her wet fingers hooked my waist band, hauling them down my hips, exposing my blonde bush. She breathed in, her nostrils twitching. She let out a purring sound then buried her face into my snatch.

Devoured me.

"Oh, my god, your daughter's eating my pussy!" I gasped, staring at the futa-doctor stroking her big, Black dick. "She's licking me. Oh, my god, she's good."

"My little girl is a pussy hound," Dr. Rita laughed, running her free hand across her daughter's braided hair.

Beads clattered as Pattie licked, her tongue diving through the folds of my pussy. I shivered, my tits heaving in my blouse. I let out little whimpers, squirming, grinding my snatch against the fourteen-year-old girl's hungry mouth. This was so illegal. She was underage. That sent such a wicked thrill through me, my cunt clenching on her probing tongue.

Beyond her, my camerawoman recorded, only using one hand to operate her camera, the other rubbed at her tight jeans, digging into her delicious cameltoe. The busty Hosannah moaned, her body shuddering as she masturbated herself.

"Yes, yes, yes, your daughter's fluffing me," I gasped. "She's getting me so ready for that big dick."

"I just love helping Mom," moaned Pattie between hungry licks, her dark face peering up from between my pale thighs.

"I can tell," I groaned. "I wish my daughter was so eager to help me."

My phone vibrated again, wrapped up in my skirt bunched around my waist.

"It's such a delight having a daughter so eager to help her mother," groaned Pattie, her hand stroking faster and faster.

"I bet," Hosannah moaned, her camera locked on the fourteen-year-old devouring my mature pussy. I was old enough to be her mother. I shivered, picturing my blonde, seventeen-year-old daughter between my thighs, licking me with such enthusiasm.

"Yes!" I gasped, Pattie's tongue finding my clit, stroking and petting it.

Pleasure coursed through me. I moaned, joining the patient. Pita devoured her pussy with the same enthusiasm Pattie ate mine. My naked breasts heaved, jiggling, being recorded for posterity. This would all go into my story. Somehow, I just knew I could broadcast it. That magic worked through the room, making this all seem so normal.

Incest. Sex with an underage girl. Futanari. All of it.

I threw back my head and came. My tits heaved, bouncing before me as I came on the hungry minx's licking tongue. She moaned, feasting on my juices gushing out of my pussy. Pleasure rippled through me.

"She's all ready for you, Mom," Pattie beamed, ripping her face from my pussy. She hopped to her feet and then gasped. "Pina! I called dibs on the patient's creampie!"

The Black teenager charged at the bed while her mother stepped up to fuck me. I shuddered, grabbing her big, Black dick with my ivory fingers. I loved the contrast, stroking her as I guided her to my blonde bush.

I stared into the camera over the doctor's shoulder, moaning, "This is Becca Brittany about to experience first hand the futa-doctor's unorthodox, though highly effective, treatment."

"Mmm, you are," Dr. Rita purred, her cock's thick, dark crown probing into my blonde bush.

I gasped, feeling her hot dick rubbing on my pussy lips, sliding down to the entrance to my cunt. My labia engulfed the tip, her shaft sliding into me. I shivered, my thighs clenching about her ebony waist, pulling her deeper and deeper. My eyes widened as she kept plunging more and more of her shaft into me.

I felt stuffed so full. I whimpered, still staring at the camera, letting the world see the rapture crossing my face. It was my job to report the news, and this was amazing. Every woman had to feel a futa's big dick in her, stretching her open.

"She's got a very large…applicator," I groaned. I couldn't say cock on the air. Or pussy if it didn't refer to a cat. "It reaches so deep into my…sex. Oooh, yes, so deep. Women, you are going to want to try this out. I… Yes!"

I shivered, the doctor pulling her big cock back and then jamming it back into my pussy's depths. My back arched, my blonde hair sweeping behind me as I trembled on the table. My cunt embraced her cock burying back into me, filling me to the hilt and sending pleasure through me.

Whimpers escaped my mouth, her girth plunging over and over into me, stirring me up. My eyes fluttered, such delicious rapture spilling through me. She groaned and gasped, pounding me so hard, her mouth sucking at my neck, nibbling, biting. She moaned her pleasure, enjoying my pussy.

"Dr. Rita is dedicated to her patients," I gasped. "She loves treating them. I can feel it in every thrust of her applicator. Mmm, yes, she stirs my sex up. She's bringing me closer and closer to my climax."

"Yes," Hosannah groaned, her fingers digging into her jeans' crotch, a wet spot staining the denim. But she kept the camera steady as she masturbated, recording my first time with a futa.

A shiver ran through me, another orgasm swelling fast in my pussy. The excitement burned so hot through me. This was truly happening. I was taking her dick to the hilt. I wished to have my own so badly, shivering, groaning.

My phone vibrated.

Dr. Rita sucked at my neck, her lips so hot. I knew I'd find a hickey. I loved it. My blonde hair swept about my shoulders as I shuddered, my hips bucking into her thrusts. Her girl-dick plunged so deep into me.

I gasped, my eyes rolling back into my head. My pussy tightened on her dick as she thrust harder. The friction burned so hot, our flesh slapping together. My clit drank in every smacking impact of her crotch. I trembled, standing on the edge of my orgasm.

I leaped into it.

"Yes, yes, yes," I howled. "Her treatment… Her treatment's so successful! She's made me…" I bit back cum. "Climax!"

My pussy spasmed about her hammering dick, ripping about the big girl-shaft. She moaned into my neck, sucking harder. She rammed her futa-cock to the limits of my pussy. Her teeth nipped my neck.

Hot girl-cum filled my pussy.

"Yes, she's firing her special medicine into my depths. Ooh, yes, that's invigorating!" My eyes widened. Through my orgasm, I felt energy wash through me. Heat. Little aches, the tiredness about my eyes, muscles soar from playing squash with a lover yesterday, all vanished. Her cum healed me. "This is amazing!"

Her cum pumped over and over into me. It filled me, sloshing around her cock still plunging into my convulsing snatch. I gasped, another orgasm bursting hot inside of me. My body heaved and thrashed beneath her.

I fought against screaming out profanities as my orgasm peaked through me.

"That is the hottest thing I've ever filmed," Hosannah moaned, her body trembling, pleasure crossing her face, joining me. "This will go viral, Becca."

"Viral," I whimpered, my pussy spasming a final time on the big girl-dick.

And then the futa-dick grew smaller inside of me. I gasped, looking down between our bodies. She pulled away. Her black shaft emerged, glistening in my cream, as it shrank. It dwindled, retreating the folds of her pussy, becoming a little clit.

"Sunrise," Dr. Rita panted. "I have to wait until sunset to get it back."

"Thank god it's winter," Pattie moaned, lifting her head from the patient's pussy, cream smeared on her lips. "Summer's going to blow big time."

I stumbled out of the hospital room several minutes later, my body buzzing, my clothing disarrayed. I struggled to fix it, brushing my phone in my pocket. I walked in a daze out of the hospital, trying to process what had just happened. I had the hottest sex in my life with a woman who had a dick.

And Hosannah filmed it.

"I can't wait to cut this together," Hosannah groaned. "It'll have to air tonight. Or maybe with the morning news tomorrow. I think it's a great piece for the morning news. Luka's going to love it."

"Yeah," I said. My producer, Luka, would love it.

"We just need to record the intros and outros. Have you do it out front of the hospital now that the sun's coming up. Get some good lighting."

I just nodded my head.

A few minutes later, we were out in the cold. I ignored it, not wearing a heavy coat, my breath frosting before me, my cheeks pinked by the bite in the air. I stared into the camera, gathering myself as I rose out of my orgasm.

"This is Becca Brittany at St. Claire Hospital where some claim miracles are being performed." I paused. "Naughty miracles. Inside, Dr. Rita says she can heal her patients with nothing more than her magical semen." I paused. "Yes, that's right. A woman who has semen. And Channel 5 News has gotten an exclusive interview with her coming up next."

Hosannah nodded. "Let's get the outro."

"Some may call Dr. Rita a fraud, but this reporter experienced first hand the power of her futa-semen. It's invigorating. Real miracles are happening here in Lakewood, and they are wicked."

"Perfect," Hosannah said. "Let's get this cut up."

I nodded, yawning again. It was too early. I headed for the passenger door of our news van while Hosannah went into the back to edit the story together. She was a natural at it. I sank down into the passenger seat, starting the engine to get the heater running and pulled out my phone.

I had three missed messages, all from the same person. I opened the first and blinked as blue snowflakes swirled down the screen before the message, written in icy font, appeared. I furrowed my brow, wondering how they did that.

You are just the naughty woman I'm looking for, Becca Brittney. Your wish melted my pussy.

So don't you worry your hot, naughty cunt. I will make it happen. I will make sure your daughter can fluff you while you're reporting the news. You can have all the naughty fun you want while the sexy camerawoman rolls. I guarantee you'll love it. Expect me real soon. I'm going to fuck you so hard.

Oooh, you're such an exhibitionist slut! I love it.

B

Esq. of Winter

"What the fuck?" I blinked. Did Hosannah send me the text? She knew how to do all that technology crap.

I opened the next one.

You really shouldn't ignore your phone, Becca Brittney. I am so eager for this. I'm hard and aching. Check your messages. You don't want to miss out on this opportunity!

"Opportunity?" I asked, arching an eyebrow. I glanced over my shoulder, Hosannah working on the computer built into the news van's control console. What was she up to?

I get that you're a horny bitch and the summer slut's patron has a big dick, but don't ignore me! I hate that! Maybe I should give this to someone else! Someone who will appreciate becoming a futanari!

"Real funny, Hosannah," I said, leaning back into my chair.

"Huh?" the Jewish woman asked. Then she grinned, staring at her screen. "Oh, that his hot, look at that underage slut sucking on her mom's dick. I am making a copy for myself."

I sighed, too tired from waking up early and cumming so hard with Pattie and Dr. Rita to care about Hosannah's prank. I leaned my head back against my seat and closed my eyes. The warm air from the heater caressed me, wrapping about my face and carrying me off into…

Cold.

The seat no longer felt like half-way comfortable upholstery but like…ice. Smooth, slick, and cold ice. And yet…it didn't make me cold. I felt hot. I opened my eyes and gasped. The van had become all ice, every surface made out of the clear substance.

I grabbed the door handle, squeaking in fright. I threw it open, almost falling out of it. My bare feet slapped on rough ice, with the same craggy texture of asphalt but still slick at the same time. I shuddered, my big tits heaving before me.

I was naked. And the world has become winter. Not a chilly morning, but frigid. Arctic. I spun around, the parking lot of St. Claire Hospital entirely covered in frost, the hospital rearing above me like a sculptures made out of frozen water, carved to perfection. Trees, denuded of leaves, shone in the soft sunlight, twinkling as it refracted the light.

"What is going on!" I gasped. "Hosannah! Everything's ice." I shoved my head back into the van, peering into the back.

Empty.

"I only brought you," a voice purred behind me.

I whirled and found the only color to exist in this new world: purple hair. It spilled about the shoulders of the equally nude woman, falling in violet curls about a lush and mature face, hungry, a predator on the prowl for her next meal. My gaze swept down her body, tits as big as mine, hips curving.

And a cock.

A big, throbbing futa-cock.

Something buzzed, drawing my eyes upward again. Gossamer, delicate wings thrust up above her shoulders, fluttering as she approached me. I licked my lips in realization. My entire body convulsed as it all clicked into place and—

I met her silvery gaze.

Her ancient eyes swallowed me. They were immense, towering over me, the entire universe spread out before me in her eyes while I was just a little speck. Something so insignificant in the scheme of everything, a little grain of dust blowing amid the vastness of eternity.

"Y-you're her," I croaked, breaking my gaze from her eyes, staring at her tits instead. They jiggled as she stopped before me. "You gave Dr. Rita her futa-cock."

"No, that's the summer slut," purred the futa-fairy. "I'm B. You got my text messages. Normally, people read their messages right away. They don't ignore them."

"Sorry," I swallowed. "I was just…being professional."

She arched a violet eyebrow. "Fucking a futa while your camerawoman records is professional?"

I flushed. "I guess not."

"Oh, it will be." She moved closer, her futa-dick bobbing just an inch or two from my stomach, so big and thick, as ivory as her skin. "Once we make our deal and you become my patron. I'll grant your wish, make you into a futa, and you can have all the naughty fun you want. All I need is a favor."

"Favor?" I asked, my heart thudding in my chest, my pussy molten.

"Just a promise. An IOU. One day, I might call on you, ask you to do something. That's all."

I shivered. "That sounds like a bad contract. If I don't know what I'm signing. Maybe I should get my agent."

"This offer has a time limit," she purred, grabbing her dick. She moved closer, rubbing the throbbing tip of her girl-dick into my stomach. She dragged it in a swirling pattern, leaving a streak of precum. "It expires the moment you wake up." She moved her cock lower, sliding into my blonde bush. "Get a futa-cock, have all your naughty fun, and owe me something. It won't hurt you. Or anyone you know."

I sucked in a deep breath, her dick reaching the folds of my pussy, pressing against my clit. Pleasure surged through me. "I don't know. I made a bad deal once. It kept me from being an anchor. I'm sick of doing these fluff pieces."

"Mmm, fluff," purred B. Her futa-cock moved lower, pressing at the entrance of my pussy.

I wanted her in me so badly.

"You can have that sexy daughter of yours fluffing your clit-dick." She licked her lips. "Have that lovely thing bobbing her mouth on your new shaft while you give your news report, everyone oblivious to her sucking that magnificent girl-cock."

I shuddered, my pussy aching to engulf her dick.

"Just unite your body with mine." Her naked tits rubbed into mine, our nipples kissing, sending pleasure shooting down to my shaft. "Just slide that hot cunt down my dick. Impale yourself, and you shall have your wish come true. Your daughter will fluff your clit-dick. You'll cum down her pretty throat. You'll fuck her hot pussy. You'll have so much fun with your cock. And Hosannah will immortalize it all."

I bit my lip. This wasn't smart. Agreeing to something without knowing details. Scammers did stuff like this. But…

"Well?"

"Fuck it," I groaned and then I pushed myself down her dick.

I whimpered, the futa-fairy's dick filling my pussy. Her wings buzzed behind her as she groaned. She pressed me against the icy side of the van, her cock buried to the hilt in me. I hugged her, grabbing her ass, not caring about the favor.

Not when I could have my own cock as magnificent as hers.

Her lips found mine, claiming them as she rammed her futa-dick in and out of me. I shivered, feeling her ass flex beneath my hands as my second girl-cock ever stirred my pussy to a hot froth. My back rubbed into the icy coldness of the van, drinking it in, feeling it as burning warmth. My body shivered, my pussy clenching on the dick plunging into me.

She pounded me hard, fucked me like a dirty whore. I felt like one, selling myself to her to gain my heart's desires. I groaned, my tongue dueling with hers, my body matching her thrusts, my hips rolling. Our flesh sucked together.

Over and over, she plunged into me.

"Damn," groaned B, breaking our kiss. "The summer slut is going to hate you. Ooh, yes, yes. So much power. This is it!"

"What is?" I gasped, sensing a story.

She just grinned at me, plunging that hard cock into my pussy. And questions didn't matter. Not with that huge shaft filling me to the hilt. My flesh quivered about her, my clit aching, throbbing, yearning to sprout into a massive shaft.

I nibbled at her chin, kissing down to her neck. Our breasts pressed tight, nipples sliding past each other as our bodies heaved. Juices flooded down my thighs as she stirred my cunt to a hot froth, whipping me into cream.

"Fuck!" I groaned, my pussy tightening on her dick.

"That's it, just explode on my dick," she groaned into my ear. "Just cum. Let's make our pact complete."

My fingers dug into her asscheeks, pulling hard on her as she rammed into my snatch. "Yes! I want that! Make me into a futa!"

"What a naughty reporter you'll be. Everyone will watch you fucking and getting your cock sucked. You'll be famous! The futa-reporter!"

She rammed her futa-dick into my pussy. I gasped, my head growing dizzy. Then pleasure exploded through me. My snatch convulsed hard on her huge shaft. She groaned, drawing back her cock through my spasming flesh. My cunt sucked at her shaft, eager for her cum.

"Spill in me!" I gasped. "Let's complete our pact!"

"Yes," she snarled, ramming her dick into the depths of my pussy. "Take it! Enjoy!"

Magic and girl-cum spurted into me. I shivered, my pussy milking her dick, feeling her cum splatter into me. The pleasure swirled through me. My head leaned back, my hair sweeping across my back. I drank in her pleasure, loving the feel of her cum spurting over and over into my hot depths, the power surging into my clit.

It sprouted.

I gasped, my bud growing into her stomach. The sensitive tip slid up it, growing bigger and bigger. I squirmed, loving the feel of it swelling to its full size, the same huge girth of Dr. Rita or the futa-fairy's massive shaft.

"Oh, god, yes!" I gasped. "Thank you."

"Mmm, yes, you will thank me," groaned the futa-fairy. "You'll do anything to keep this gift."

"Anything!" I whimpered, wondering about this favor. What did I owe her and—

Someone sucked on my cock. I gasped, trembling. How was that possible? Our stomaches trapped my new girl-dick between them. No one could reach it, and yet I felt a warm mouth fluffing it, sending pleasure through my body.

"Enjoy," the futa-fairy whispered as the world grew darker around me.

The mouth sucked harder and harder on my dick. My head swam. The darkness swallowed the futa-fairy had then…

My eyes opened. I stared at the dashboard of the news van. It wasn't made of ice and…

Blonde hair spilled across my lap. My new dick twitched and spasmed in the mouth of whoever sucked my girl-cock. My pussy clenched, my ovaries boiling. Like a virgin boy using his dick for the first time, I came so fast.

I gasped, my orgasm exploding through me. Hot cum spurted out of my dick, straight into her…

"Jenna!"

I gripped my daughter's blonde curls as she sucked down my incestuous futa-cum. Ecstasy shot into my mind. I gasped and groaned, my mind dizzy as my daughter sucked down every blast of cum I fired into her hungry mouth.

"Oh, Jenna, yes!" I howled, savoring my new futa-dick. "Drink all of my cum!"

To be continued…

The Futa Fairy-Futa Reporter's Wicked Wish Chapter Two: Becca's Naughty Promos

The Futa Fairy

Futa Reporter's Wicked Wish

Chapter Two: Becca's Naughty Promos

by mypenname3000

Story Codes: Hermaphrodite/Teen female, Hermaphrodite/Female/Teen female, Female Masturbation, Incest, Oral Sex, Voyeurism, Exhibitionism, Anal Sex, Creampie

"What are you doing here, Jenna?" I gasped, staring at my seventeen-year-old daughter as she sucked the last of my futa-cum out of my new clit-dick. I shivered, her lips drawing up it, her sandy-blonde hair spilling about her face.

Jenna's mouth popped off my dick. Her cute, pixyish face stared up at me, her blue eyes twinkling. "Well, I'm your fluffer, right? I keep your futa-dick nice and hard, and let you cum whenever you want."

"My futa-dick…" I bit my lip. "How'd you even know I had a futa-dick? The futa-fairy just gave it to me. And why aren't you at home, in bed? It's barely past sunrise."

Such confusion shuddered through me, the sunlight, so sharp and crisp on this November morning, shining in my eyes. I sat in the passenger seat of the news van in the parking lot of St. Claire's Hospital in Lakewood, Washington. It was only a fifteen minute drive from my home in Parkland where I left my daughter sleeping. I came to this hospital early to interview the futa-doctor and her miraculous cure.

Dr. Rita claimed her girl-cum could cure any injury. And she proved it, healing a young woman's broken arm with her hot jizz. Then she fucked the girl and then me. And the entire time, I wished to have my own futa-dick, to have my daughter fluff my girl-cock the way Pattie, Dr. Rita's fourteen-year-old daughter, fluffed hers. I wanted to get wild on camera.

And B, the futa-fairy, answered. In exchange for a future promise, which did concern me, I grew my dick. She gave it to me while I napped, letting my camerawoman, Hosannah, edit together the interview.

And then I woke up to my daughter sucking my cock. I flooded her mouth with my incestuous cum. Leading me to the question: "Why are you here?"

"I just woke up and knew what you needed, Mom," she shrugged. Her tongue licked across her pink lips, gathering white cum that leaked out of her mouth. She shivered, moaning her delight. "I'm your fluffer now."

"She's got you there," Hosannah said, the curvy Jewish woman climbing in from the back and slipping into the driver seat. "Hey, squirt."

"Don't call me squirt," Jenna huffed. "I'm seventeen. I suck my mom's dick now. She's the one doing the squirting."

"I bet," Hosannah laughed. Then she blinked. "Wow, you really have a futa-cock, Becca. How'd you do that?"

"I wished for it so badly."

"So did I," muttered the young woman, her brown hair spilling about her envious face. She put the van into reverse, the vehicle idling this entire time. "Lucky you. On-air talent always gets the perks."

"I think I get the perks," Jenna said. My daughter ran her tongue up my dick to the spongy tip. I groaned as the van backed out of the parking spot. "So thick and creamy. My mom has such yummy cum."

"Mmm, I bet," Hosannah groaned. "Guess you're coming along."

"So you drove your car here?" I asked, looking around the near-empty parking lot. I didn't see her cute, sea-green Beetle anywhere.

"I…" My daughter frowned. "I'm not sure how I got here. I just am here." She kissed the tip of my futa-dick. "And you're still hard, Mom. Wow. My boyfriend goes soft after he cums."

"You're having sex?" I gasped.

"Mom, I'm seventeen. D'oh. I bet you were having sex even younger."

I flushed. I'd been a precocious minx.

"Mmm, I need to keep your cock all nice and hard and warm on our drive to Seattle," she purred, sliding up me, her hands going to my blouse. I shivered, my daughter's fingers kneading my tits as she climbed onto my lap. "I'll use my pussy to fluff your cock."

"I think only mouth's are for that," Hosannah said.

"Nonsense," dismissed Jenna, speaking with such authority on the subject. "Everyone knows fluffers just have to keep the talent hard and ready to go."

"How do you know about that?" I groaned. I only knew about fluffers from the time I did a story on a porn production company and met this friendly girl who spent all day giving handjobs and blowjobs to the male performers to keep them hard for the scenes.

"The internet," grinned Jenna, her blue eyes twinkling.

"You just have fun," Hosannah said, "because Luka called and wants us back pronto. She saw the footage I sent."

A sudden fear knifed through me. How far did the futa-fairy's magic go? We filmed Dr. Rita fucking her patient and me, plus footage of her underage daughter sucking her cock and licking my pussy. I thought we could get away with it, since everything felt so natural, but we'd violate FCC regulations, not to mention the law.

I had sex with an underage girl. No, two. My daughter was seventeen.

The minx undid my blouse, discovering the joys of my tits just like Pattie did. My daughter's hands cradled my big, soft breasts. She lifted them, her head lowering down, her tongue lashing my fat nubs, darting from one to the other. I groaned, squirming, my cock throbbing against her skirt as she wiggled on my lap.

"Honey," I moaned, my fear drowned out by her flicking tongue.

"Mmm, Mom, just let me do something nice for you. I'm your fluffer now. I'll keep you hard in case they need you to go on air and use your dick."

"You could fuck me on air," moaned Hosannah, driving one-handed as she navigated us to I-5, the main interstate that ran north-south through Western Washington. She had her left hand between her thighs, rubbing at the crotch of her too-tight jeans.

"Or me," Jenna groaned. Then she latched onto my nipple and sucked.

I groaned, remembering all the times I nursed her as a baby. I shivered, stroking her blonde hair, feeling so close to my daughter in ways we hadn't in months. Years. She suckled noisily, her lips popping off, making my nipple tingle.

Which made my new girl-cock ache.

The tip throbbed with this powerful need. An itch demanding to be scratched, and only something hot and wet would do. My eyes rolled back into my head, my breathing quickened as my daughter nibbled and sucked, her hips squirming.

"Jenna," I groaned. "I need something more. I need your pussy." I shivered, saying those naughty words. "I need your pussy on my girl-cock."

"Yes," Hosannah moaned, slowing us to a stop at the light at Pacific Highway, so close to the freeway. "Ride your mother's cock. Fluff her with that teenage cunt."

Jenna just moaned about my nipple. Her hands hiked up her tight skirt. The black fabric rolled up her creamy thighs then over her hips. A bald snatch glistened with her juices, dripping down her thighs. She looked so tight and plump, like a virgin.

Then she mounted me, her back twisting to let her keep sucking at my breast. I shivered as the hot press of her cunt nuzzled against my pussy. I whimpered, my eyes rolling back into my head as she rubbed her pussy against my aching dick.

My daughter's incestuous, underage pussy rubbed on my new girl-dick. The thrill rippled down my shaft to my snatch. My cunt clenched, juices dribbling out and running down my ass, soaking into my skirt.

"Fluff me with your pussy," I moaned to my daughter as Hosannah made the turn onto the freeway, driving around the curving on-ramp.

"Yes, Mom!" Jenna moaned around my nipple and impaled her cunt down my dick.

I gasped at my cock's first taste of pussy. My daughter's pussy. My back arched. She did the same, her head snapping up from my breast. She sank all the way down my clit-dick, embracing me with every silky inch of her cunt.

I whimpered, her tight snatch about me. My hands grabbed her naked ass, feeling it flex beneath me as she squirmed. Her eyes rolled back into her head, her nipples tented the front of the pink, babydoll t-shirt she wore.

"Oh, Mom, yes," she groaned. "Oh, that's a cock. Better than any of my boyfriends. Ooh, yes. I'm going to love being your fluffer!"

"Uh-huh," I panted then groaned as she slid her pussy up my cock.

My fingers dug into her ass, my big breasts shaking. My daughter fucked her pussy up and down my cock as we drove down the highway. I shivered, glancing out the window. We raced past a State Trooper who had silver car pulled over on the shoulder. And I swear the cop had the driver bent over the hood over her car and fucked her from behind with a futa-dick.

I moaned, eyes rolling back into my head, realizing there were other futas out there. Other women with these amazing girl-dicks. I shuddered, my daughter working that tight cunt up and down my pussy, caressing me with her silky walls.

"Oh, yes," I gasped. "Fluff my dick with that pussy, Jenna."

"Yes, squirt, work that cunt on your mom's shaft," panted Hosannah.

"Oh, I am," she groaned, her snatch clenching hard on my dick. "And stop calling me squirt!"

"Just ignore her and fluff my futa-cock with your dick," I moaned.

"Ooh, I've heard of futas. Sa'dia at my school once let slip her mother's a futa and fucks her and her sisters with her girl-dick. I didn't believe her. But now…" Jenna's eyes rolled back into her head, her short, sandy-blonde hair swaying about her face. "Yes, yes, yes! I love your dick, Mom!"

She bounced faster, working that delicious, tight cunt up and down my girl-dick. Her hands kneaded my big tits. She squeezed them, her thumbs rubbing across my nipples. Every brush sent delight surging to the tip of my futa-cock buried in her hot, teenage snatch.

She whimpered, her firm, small breasts bouncing beneath her shirt. I licked my lips, staring at those hard impressions of her nipples, two high beams shining in my eyes, hypnotizing me like a deer. My hands moved, shoving up her t-shirt.

Jenna helped me rip it off, freeing her small breasts. So firm, her nipples tiny and hard, a softer shade of pink than mine. I groaned, my dick throbbing in her pussy, as I admired my daughter's teenage titties.

"So beautiful," I said in awe, my hands cupping them, feeling how pliant they were.

My thumbs brushed her nipples. She groaned. Her pussy clenched on my dick as she slammed down my cock.

"Just so pretty."

"Oh, Mom, yes," she purred as I leaned forward and sucked on one.

My lips engulfed the pink nub. I savored it in my mouth, my eyes closing as I sucked on it. Her pussy tightened again on my snatch as she pumped her cunt up and down my dick. Her silky, wet flesh burned around my shaft, the friction incredible.

The pressure shot down into the depths of my hot pussy. Two hard points aching, needing to unload their cum. My ovaries. I moaned about her nipple, sucking harder. My tongue explored her nub while her pussy brought me closer and closer to erupting.

"Oh, Mom, yes," she gasped, her hands squeezing my big tits. "Mmm, you just love my little titties."

"Uh-huh," I panted, nuzzling over to her other small mound topped by that pink peak. "So cute."

She squealed as I latched onto her left nub.

"Wow, that's so hot," moaned the Jewish camerawoman. "You're sucking on your daughter's nipple. It should be so wrong, but it's not. It's hot."

"So hot," moaned Jenna. "Ooh, incest is amazing. Mom, you're dick's so huge. I'm going to cum so hard on your girl-cock. I love being your fluffer!"

"Me, too," I groaned about her nub.

"Ooh, what do you love? Me being your fluffer, or the fact I'm going to cum on your dick?"

"Both!" My hands squeezed her tits. I nipped her nipple.

She gasped, slamming her hot, silky cunt down my shaft. My daughter's snatch boiled around my dick. Then her flesh spasmed. She bucked on my lap, her moans echoing through the news van as she came so hard. I shivered, drinking in the rapture of her pussy convulsing about my shaft, massaging me, driving me wild.

My eyes rolled back into my head. I moaned about her nipple. The sweet massage of my daughter's spasming cunt brought me closer and closer to erupting. The tip of my dick ached in her hot depths. Her pussy massaged me, sucking at me, begging for my cum.

"Mom, yes!" she howled.

"Cum in your daughter!" moaned Hosannah, her body quivering beside us, still driving one-handed.

"Yes, cum in me, Mom! Flood me with your jizz and… That's it!"

My cock unloaded in my daughter as she spoke. She gasped, impaling herself all the way down my shaft. I groaned about her nipple, my body quivering with every blast of jizz. I filled her underage pussy with my girl-cum.

Rapture flooded through my body, washing from my spasming pussy while powerful jolts fired from my dick. I loved the dual pleasures reaching my mind. Two different, but amazing, delights joining together to give me even more ecstasy.

"Jenna," I groaned, releasing her nipple.

"Mom!" she groaned, her pussy still convulsing on my dick. Then her lips found mine.

I closed my eyes, savoring kissing my daughter. Our hands kneaded each other's tits as our tongues dueled and danced. My heart pounded in my chest. I shuddered atop her, holding her as she convulsed on me. Her rapture moaned into my mouth.

I fired the final blast of incestuous girl-cum into her snatch.

Amazing.

I came three more times into my daughter's pussy on the drive to Seattle. My futa-cum flooded out of her cunt when she climbed off of me in the parking garage, pulling her t-shirt over her head. She didn't bother tugging down her skirt, just letting the jizz run in thick, milky rivulets down my thighs.

I stayed hard the entire time.

"Mmm, let's go, Mom," she said, grabbing my pussy-soaked clit-dick, stroking it as I stumbled out of the van after her. "Let's see your producer."

"Yeah," I panted, feeling so surreal as I let my teenage daughter stroke my dick while we walked through the parking garage to the elevator. Hosannah stayed behind to pack up her gear and secure the vehicle.

"Hey, Becca," James, a segment producer, nodded to me, not seeing anything weird about me having a dick, the fact it thrust from my crotch, or that my seventeen-year-old daughter had cum running down her thighs. "And hey, Jenna. Helping out your mom?"

"I'm her fluffer!" she beamed, sounding so proud of herself.

"Excellent," he grinned.

I blinked, feeling so surreal as the elevator door closed and whisked us up to the nineteenth floor where the Channel 5 News lay. The doors opened onto the familiar bustle. The Seahawks had an nearly East Coast game today, so the sports reporters were getting everything ready for the pregame show.

I just drifted through it, people smiling to me and my daughter, her hand stroking my pussy-stained cock. None cared about the incest or the nudity, or the trail of cum my daughter left behind on the thin carpeting, my jizz soaking through her socks.

So much poured out of her. I could smell it. This delicious, salty musk combined with her tart pussy. What a just lovely scent. I wanted to feast on her teenage snatch, to lick her clean of all my seed. But Luka wanted to see me.

I knocked on my producer's door. "It's Becca."

"Get in here," Luka shouted, her voice excited.

I opened the door onto a Latina woman a decade younger than me and a decade older than my daughter. Her golden-brown face lit up at the sight of me, her black hair spilling about her round face as she shifted at her computer chair.

"This footage you sent me is amazing," Luka said. "This Dr. Rita is really healing with her cum. And she has a dick! That's so hot. You must have cum so…"

Luka's eyes trailed off, staring at my futa-dick held in my daughter's stroking hands. My producer's jaw dropped. Her eyes almost fell out of her socket they bulged. She let out a throaty moan, her chair creaking.

"You're one, too."

"I am," I said, sitting down. My daughter knelt before me and engulfed my cock with her mouth. I shuddered, savoring her hungry sucks as she cleaned her tart pussy juices off my dick. "It's something of an eye-opener to me."

I gripped my daughter's sandy-blonde hair while Luka shivered. "This is even better! A futa-reporter. I've already got you booked to go on Monique's show for tomorrow. I know this story will explode on the evening news tonight. It'll be a ratings gold mine. And now that you're one of these futas…"

I shivered, feeling B's magic at work. "The show'll be even hotter."

"Yes," groaned Luka. She leaned over. "And is that your daughter sucking your cock?"

"Uh-huh," I panted. "She's my fluffer. She's dedicated to making sure my futa-cock is hard during the day. Which is the only time I'll have it." Dr. Rita mentioned that. Some futas had their cocks from sunrise to sunset and others, like the doctor, from sunset to sunrise.

"Wow," Luka groaned. She walked around, staring at my daughter, her skirt still hiked over her ass. The Hispanic woman knelt in her beige skirt, the material stretching about her thighs. She swept up my daughter's thigh, gathering my spunk.

And popped it into her mouth. Luka shuddered. Her eyes fluttered as she savored the salt of my girl-jizz. My pussy clenched, my dick aching in my daughter's sucking mouth. Jenna purred as Luka swiped up again, making my daughter's hips wiggle.

This time, Luka's finger brushed my daughter's pussy. Jenna moaned, her tight ass clenching. Then Luka kept going, dragging the cum up between my daughter's butt-cheeks. She played with Jenna's sphincter, my daughter sucking so hard as Luka bathed her asshole in my jizz.

And slipped her finger into her bowels.

"Yes, yes, what a delicious girl," Luka moaned, pumping her cum-lubed finger in and out of my daughter's butthole. "You must be so proud of her."

"So proud," I groaned, my hand tightening in my daughter's hair. "She's doing this full time. She just wants her mouth wrapped about my cock."

"Or buried in her pussy," Luka groaned, pumping her finger faster in my daughter's asshole.

Jenna's mouth popped off my cock. "She came in my snatch four times on the ride up here. That's how much prowess my futa-mother has!"

"Ooh, but did she try your ass out?" Luka asked, her face burning.

"No," I groaned while Jenna swallowed my cock. "But I will. I'll bugger her tight asshole, too."

"Ooh, good." Luka popped her finger out of my daughter's asshole, sucking on the sour musk. "Now we have to hurry. We have access to studio three for the next hour. I want to shoot some promos for tomorrow's show. Get them playing through the football game. Plus we have to tease your story tonight. And it's a big game."

"Playoff implications," I groaned. The Seahawks had the #1 seed in the NFC playoffs at the moment. But if they lost to the Eagles, they'd fall down to the #3 spot. Fans were energized. So many people would watch my promos during the football game, seeing my futa-cock in action.

"Yes, so let's go. And bring your daughter. I think…" Luka grinned. "I think showing off your cock, seeing it squirting and fucking, will really sell things."

I shivered. How much power did B have to do all of this? And what would she ask with her favor?

And then my daughter's tongue swirled about my crown of my cock. I groaned, my body bucking, my pussy clenching. Hot juices flooded out while my dick pumped load after load of incestuous futa-cum into her hungry mouth.

Jenna gulped it down with hunger, the room spinning about me. The pleasure burned through my thoughts. I groaned and heaved. I licked my lips, whimpering at the surge of rapture firing through my body.

"Are you…?" Luka asked, licking her lips in hunger. The Hispanic producer leaned over her desk like she ached to reach all the way to me and plant her mouth on my dick. "Ooh, lucky Jenna."

"So lucky," I groaned, fist tightening in my daughter's hair.

The final blast of Mommy-cum flooded her mouth. My daughter mewled her satisfaction. Then she popped her mouth off my girl-cock and turned her head. "It's the best, Luka. Ooh, yes, just so yummy. I could drink this all day. Just live off a diet of my mom's cum."

"Ooh, god, I bet you'd loose so much weight. If it can cure people, I bet it's so healthy."

"No, that's Dr. Rita's cum," I groaned. "I didn't wish for that."

"What did you wish for?" Luka asked, eyes smoldering.

"Why, to get away with having my daughter be my fluffer and fucking on camera while no one cares."

"Why would anyone care about you fucking on camera?" Luka frowned. "You're Becca Brittany. Our new futa-reporter."

"Can anyone else have sex on camera?" I pointed out.

She frowned. "Well, no, they're not you. I pretty sure the FCC has a specific exemption for you… Yes, here it is. I just got the email about an hour ago." She turned her computer monitor. There it was, straight from the FCC. I could fuck anyone I wanted, and it was okay. I didn't even have to police my language.

"Wow, B has power," I groaned as my daughter's tongue bathed the tip of my dick.

Luka just smiled at me. Then she hopped to her feet. "Let's go. We don't have the studio for long. And we need to get you in makeup and a different outfit. Something skimpier than that. And for your daughter. I think a frilly skank skirt, something to show off her ass if she bends over in case you need to use one of her holes during promos."

"Yes," my daughter groaned, fisting my dick, a drop of cum glistening on her chin.

I couldn't resist leaning down and licking it off of her, savoring my salty treat.

The day managed to grow more surreal. Wardrobe found me a slinky pair of thigh-high stockings, black and lacy, hooked up to a black garter belt around my waist. No panties or skirt to show off my futa-dick. For a blouse, they had a white, transparent cloth, my flesh bleeding through, my nipples pink and hard through it. They even found a skank skirt for Jenna, this pink thing with ruffled lace so short it barely covered her pussy and the bottom cheeks of her ass peeked out. If she bent over at all, she exposed her shaved, teenage snatch and cute rump for all to see. Then they added a boob tube top, the sheer pink fabric molding to her perky tits, her flesh bleeding through.

The makeup came along. My daughter sat beside me, stroking my cock, keeping me nice and hard as Beth, as sweet older woman, chatted away while putting on the thick foundation you needed to appear normal looking beneath studio lights. If you didn't, you'd look all washed out. Especially as pale as I was.

"I feel like a movie star," Jenna moaned when they finished, her face transformed into something both wanton and lusty yet virginal and innocent. My dick ached in her hand.

"More like a porn star," I said, staring at my outfit. So kinky and naughty.

"I know!" She beamed, jerking my dick faster.

"Oh, no," I groaned, my pussy clenching, the constant stimulation too much.

But Beth acted quickly. I gasped as the married woman opened her mouth wide and swallowed my futa-dick. I groaned, my cum boiling into her mouth. She gulped it down, swallowing with hunger as my daughter kept fisting my shaft.

"Whoops, sorry, Mom," Jenna said. "Got excited." Then she gave a wicked giggle as I squirmed in the makeup chair. "And so did you."

"Uh-huh," I groaned, the pleasure dying inside of me. "Naughty girl."

"So naughty!" she beamed, her eyes twinkling.

I shivered as the last blast of my cum fired out into Beth's hungry mouth. The makeup artist rose, licking her lips. "Ooh, that was a tasty treat. No wonder you volunteered to be your mother's fluffer."

"Yep," Jenna beamed, still stroking my cock, so sensitive from cumming.

"Okay, let's go," Luka said, peeking her head in. "Half hour. I want to get some good promos in."

"Oh, they'll be good, won't they?" I grinned at my daughter.

She nodded her head.

The pair of us strutted on our hooker heels, stilettos that had us both swaying as we moved through the studio. Everyone paused to stare at our bodies, lusting after us. The women licked their lips, so envious of my daughter, so wishing to be my fluffer. I winked at them, realizing I'd be getting closer with my female colleagues over the next few weeks.

The men would have to watch.

We reached the studio, the crew all ready. Hosannah ran one camera, wearing a fresh pair of jeans, stonewashed. They were just as tight as the last, her plump cameltoe on display. The rest were men: key grips, best boys, and electricians. All designed to make me look good on camera.

The set contained a love seat on it with several pillows strewn across the floor, a false wall making it look like a living room.

"Okay, Becca, let's have the first one with you and Jenna on the couch, your daughter sucking your cock," Luka ordered, her nipples dimpling her blouse. Did she take off her bra? Her fingers looked sticky, her face flushed. "We'll start with the camera pulled in on your face. Then we'll zoom out, revealing your daughter pleasuring your cock. Jenna, when your mother says futa, that's when we'll start the pull out and when I want you to just go to town on her dick."

"I can do that!" Jenna beamed.

"Damn," the man operating the second camera groaned.

"Uh-huh," panted Hosannah.

I sat down on the loveseat, my daughter curling up beside me. She leaned her head down, her warm, wonderful mouth engulfing my cock. I groaned, the pleasure surging through me. My pussy clenched, my nipples so hard in my transparent blouse.

All these men, and a few women, watched. I swear interns were peeking in when they should be working, their youthful faces burning with envy. I loved it. Flaunting my futa-cock, showing off my new, incestuous relationship with my daughter.

"And action," Luka said.

Jenna didn't bob her mouth as I stared into the camera, reading the teleprompter. "Something wicked and wild is coming to Monique. An exploration of the tantalizing. They're called futas."

My daughter moaned, bobbing her mouth, her hot, sucking lips sealed on my dick. She groaned, giving me such a wet, slobbering blowjob. The pleasure flowed through me, making my words so throaty.

"And they drive women wild." I gave a smile. "I'm Becca Brittney, reporter for Channel 5 News, and I'm one of those hot, naughty dickgirls. Want to learn more? Want to see my futa-cock in action? Then tune in at Monday, 3 PM to Monique. Only on Channel 5."

"Good," Luka groaned, her body shivering. "Jenna, such an excellent blowjob."

My daughter just moaned, her mouth sucking so hard. I shivered, my pussy clenching, the pressure building in my ovaries. All those eyes watching me had me so turned on. And recording this… It would be shown during the football game.

Thousands upon thousands of women would see me being so naughty with my daughter.

"Okay, let's do the next one," Luka groaned. "Jenna, sweetie, stop blowing your mother. We have to keep filming. You can gulp her cum down later."

My daughter popped her mouth off my dick and pouted. "It's such a yummy cock."

"I know," Luka said. "But we have to keep filming. Now in this one, Jenna, you're kneeling on the floor like a cute, little bitch facing us while your mom fucks you from behind. Stare up at the camera and watch the teleprompter. We have a line for you to read, too."

"Okay," Jenna grinned. "I love having my mom's big dick in me."

"I know you do, sweetie," Luka groaned.

"I know I'd love her big dick in me," muttered Hosannah.

Jenna fell down on her hands and knees. Her skirt rode up that delicious rump, her shaved, underage twat beckoning to me. I groaned, my futa-dick throbbing for the incestuous delights of my daughter's cunt.

I fell to my knees behind her. My daughter and I both groaned as my girl-cock slid into her molten depths. Her hot cunny sucked at my dick as I slid deeper and deeper into her. I shivered, biting my lip, pleasure rippling through my body.

"Oh, that's such a good pussy," I groaned, staring up at the camera.

"Now don't fuck her hard," Luka said. "Just nice and slow, pumping that big dick in and out of her. Camera two, I want you more to the side. Can you see her shaft going into her daughter's snatch.

"Oh, yes," Gary, the camera operator, groaned. "Damn, she's hung."

"I know," Jenna groaned, her snatch clenching down on my girth.

"Becca, stare at Camera one. We'll do the same pullback reveal. Hosannah, make sure you have Jenna in frame before she reaches her line."

"I will," groaned Hosannah.

"And action!"

My breasts jiggled beneath my transparent blouse as I pumped away at my daughter's snatch. Not hard and fast like I wanted. I fought the urge to pound the little slut's tight cunny hard. My pussy clenched, juices running down to my stocking thighs.

"Something hot and nasty is coming to Monique. An exploration of the deliciously wicked. They're called futas."

"So good," Jenna whimpered, her pussy clenching down on my dick.

I shivered, my daughter bucking back into the thrust.

"And they drive women wild." I gave a smile. "I'm Becca Brittney, reporter for Channel 5 News, and I'm one of those hot, naughty dickgirls. Want to learn more? Want to see my futa-cock fuck this slut hard? Then tune in at Monday, 3 PM to Monique. Only on Channel 5."

"Where I'll explode on my mom's big dick!" Jenna howled, reading her line, putting such throaty enthusiasm into it.

"Good, good," groaned Luka, moving forward. "Now keep fucking your daughter. We need her pussy full of cum for the next promo. And Jenna, you are a natural. Such a good, little whore."

"Thanks," Jenna said, licking her lips. "So you need my mom to cum fast."

"Yes," Luka groaned, wiggling her hips as I plowed my daughter's pussy hard, fast.

"Then you should hike up your skirt and let me eat your pussy." Jenna wiggled her hips, stirring her snatch around my pussy.

"I don't know," Luka groaned, her thoughts working while her lusts shuddered through her. "But we don't need to worry about your makeup any longer. We won't see much of your face. Just your ass and pussy. Okay."

"Yes," I groaned. "Do it, smear your cunt across my daughter's hungry mouth."

I thrust harder into my daughter. I noticed the cameras were still rolling, Hosannah and Gary filming as Luka hiked up her skirt, revealing her golden-brown legs then her thick, black bush between her thighs. Juices glistened on her silk, clear rivulets trickling down her legs.

"Yum!" moaned my daughter, craning her head forward.

Luka adjusted herself, her pussy coming right to my daughter's hungry mouth. My Hispanic producer moaned as my naughty daughter buried her face into hot snatch. Jenna's incestuous flesh tightened on my thrusting cock.

Luka moaned. Her eyes rolled back into her head, her hips swaying from side-to-side, rubbing her muff onto my daughter's lips. Jenna loved it, moaning as she licked and nuzzled. A shudder ran through me, my hips thrusting harder, pounding teenage cunt.

"Is this making you hotter, Becca?" panted Luka, her eyes fluttering. "Watching your underage daughter lick my pussy?"

"So hot," I groaned, leaning over my daughter.

Luka didn't hesitate. She kissed me hard on the mouth. Her lips so hot on mine. Our tongues met, dancing around each other while I fucked my daughter so hard. I plowed into her tight snatch, pleasure racing through me.

Men groaned as they watched. Hosannah operated her camera one-handed again, digging her fingers into cameltoe. I shuddered, my pussy boiling. The sounds of my daughter's licking, the heat of Luka's mouth, her caressing tongue, all surged through me. Mixing, swirling, bringing me closer and closer to cumming.

"Damn," someone groaned. "Look at her go."

"Such an amazing reporter.

"Yes," my daughter moaned, voice muffled by Luka's pussy.

I plowed my daughter's tight cunt. Her flesh grew hotter, her silky embrace tighter. Then she let out a squealing moan. Her flesh rippled about my cock. I gasped, feeling her spasming cunt writhing about my girl-dick.

I slammed into her hungry depths, her pussy milking my clit-dick. She wanted me to cum into her. To flood her. I trembled, gripping her hips, and moaned into Luka's lips. A dizzy wave of delight shot through me.

My futa-cum flooded my daughter's snatch.

Her pussy massaged my spurting dick, convulsing around it, squeezing out every drop of her Mommy's cum for the promo. I shuddered, clinging to her hips, kissing Luka so hard as the rapture surged through me.

Stars danced before my eyes.

Pussy juices washed down my thighs.

Luka broke the kiss. "Did you cum? Did you flood your whore-daughter's cunt with your jizz?"

"So much jizz," I moaned.

"Yes!" Luka moaned, trembling, her eyes wide as she came on my daughter's mouth. "Jenna, don't waste it. Hold it in. Keep that cunt clenched tight. Ooh, yes, let's get into position."

"How do you want us?" I groaned, my daughter's pussy sucking out the last drops.

"You'll… Fuck!" She trembled, her tits heaving beneath her blouse. "Oh, that's so good. Such a good muff diver."

"I raised my daughter well," I grinned.

Luka stood up on trembling thighs. "Okay, Jenna, face away from the camera. Monique, say the lines. Then kneel down and spread your daughter's butt-cheeks. Jenna, you'll bend over so your skirt rises over your ass aimed right at Hosannah's camera. Then let the cum flow."

"Okay," my daughter moaned, clenching her pussy tight about my cock.

I pulled out of her and helped my daughter stand. She turned around. I smoothed her skank skirt so it covered most of her delicious rump. She trembled, whimpering, her face twisted with strain, pussy juices dribbling down her chin.

"Hurry," she groaned. "It all wants to flood out of me."

I stared at the camera and read my line: "Something nasty and hot is coming to Monique. An exploration of the forbidden. They're called futas. And they drive women mad with lust."

I bent down, following the instructions on the teleprompter. My daughter bent over her, her pink skank skirt sliding up her delicious rear. I pried apart her butt-cheeks, pressing my face against her hip to stare at the camera.

"Yes," Jenna hissed, and I knew my cum flowed out of her snatch.

Luka whimpered, licking her lips as she watched beside Hosannah's camera.

"I'm Becca Brittney, reporter for Channel 5 News, and I'm one of those hot, naughty dickgirls. Want to know how that hot cum got in her underage snatch? Then tune in at Monday, 3 PM to Monique. Only on Channel 5."

"Yes!" Luka gasped and then threw herself at my daughter.

Jenna stumbled forward as the Hispanic producer grabbed her hips. Teetering on her hooker heels, my daughter fell to the ground. She lay on her stomach while my producer buried her face into Jenna's hot pussy, licking out my incestuous seed from her snatch.

I shuddered, my producer's curvy ass wiggling at me. My dick ached and throbbed. An idea popped into my head for one last naughty promo. I glanced at Steve, an associate producer, asking, "Do we have time for one more promo?"

"Yeah," he said, his hands rubbing at his crotch. "Jesus, she's just licking your daughter's cunt."

"Yes, she is," I moaned, my cock dripping with my daughter's juices. "Camera 2, film my face. Camera one, my cock pounding Luka's asshole."

"We'll do it," Hosannah moaned, repositioning her shot.

"Just be ready for me to say my lines. It'll be right before I cum." I shuddered, bringing my pussy-soaked dick to Luka's ass, my hand ripping up her skirt. The producer just tongued my daughter, oblivious to anything but satiating her lusts.

"We won't miss it," Hosannah promised.

I grinned and winked at the camera, bringing my pussy-soaked cock to Luka's puckered asshole. I shivered, feeling the wrinkled sphincter against my cock. She moaned into my daughter's snatch, Jenna writhing on the ground.

I thrust.

I groaned at my first taste of hot ass with my dick. The delicious, velvety texture caressed my cock as I sank into my producer's bowels. My futa-cock ached, the tip drinking in the friction as I buried deeper and deeper into her bowels. My pale crotch pressed against her asshole, Luka shuddering, her golden-brown ass clenching, asshole squeezing my dick.

I drew back through her sheath, groaning. My large tits quivered in my see-through blouse. I whimpered, more pussy juices dribbled down my thighs. I felt all the cameras on me, the crew lusting for me, wishing they could bugger Luka and have it broadcast to the world.

But I made a deal with a wicked futa-fairy.

"Such a tight asshole," I panted. "Ooh, Luka, you're going to cum so hard on my big girl-dick, aren't you?"

"So hard," she whimpered into my daughter's snatch. "Oh, yes, just ream me."

I slammed back in, bringing a loud gasp from the Hispanic woman, muffled by my daughter's snatch. The pleasure surged through me as I pumped away. I drove my clit-dick over and over into her bowels, the pleasure surging through me.

My pussy dripped. My tits heaved, nipples throbbing against the cloth of my blouse. My blonde hair swayed about my shoulders as my thrusts grew harder and faster. My crotch smacked into the Hispanic slut's curvy ass, flesh jiggling.

"Oh, god, your mother's cock…" panted Luka. "Oh, god, Jenna."

"I know," the girl whimpered, her cute tush clenching as she humped back into Luka's licking mouth.

My daughter had her face resting on her folded arms, her blonde hair spilling around her features. Her supple back flexed as she ground her hips. Her blue eyes squeezed shut. Then she let out a loud squeal, cumming on Luka's hungry mouth.

"That's it," I snarled, gripping Luka's hips. "That's my underage daughter cumming on your face. You made her cum so hard! Now it's your turn."

"Yes!" groaned Luka, her hips slamming back into my thrusts, my cock stirring so hard through her snatch. "Just flood my bowels with your jizz."

I shivered, having a better idea for what to do with my spunk. My breasts heaved, my cock slamming over and over into her bowels. She grew hotter and hotter. My daughter kept squealing, Luka still feasting on her cunt as I plowed her.

Then those hot bowels spasmed on my dick. Luka groaned into my daughter's snatch. Her head snapped up, her passion bursting from her lips. The unmistakable sounds of a woman cumming hard on a big futa-cock!

My head snapped to the camera, the hot bowels spasming around my shaft. My dick ached and throbbed. I didn't fight my orgasm at all. My pussy grew juicier and juicier as I savored my producer's spasming bowels.

My orgasm only strokes away.

"Something sexy and wild is coming to Monique," I moaned, pumping towards my explosion. "An exploration of the impossible. They're called futas."

Luka's bowels convulsed harder on my dick. She came again, moaning out her rapture in wordless delight. The pressure swelled in my ovaries. I was so close to erupting, thrusting as hard as I could, bringing myself to the brink.

And…

Now!

"With their throbbing cocks, they can make any woman cum And"—I ripped my cock out of Luka's convulsing asshole, stroking hard twice, my pussy clenching—"they can fire their futa-jizz so hard, just bathing their lovers."

My futa-spunk erupted from my dick. The cameras captured my white cum splashing across the Hispanic producer's curvy ass. The pearly lines contrasting with her golden-brown skin. My tits heaved in my transparent blouse, the pleasure surging so hot through me.

"I'm Becca Brittney, reporter for Channel 5 News, and I'm one of those hot, naughty dickgirls. Want to learn more? Want to see my futa-cock in action? Then tune in at Monday, 3 PM to Monique. Only on Channel 5."

The studio erupted in cheers. We'd filmed the hottest promos ever. My entire body swayed from the rapture of it. The pleasure surged through me. My pussy juices dribbled down my thighs as I squeezed out the final drops of cum onto Luka's ass.

I couldn't wait for tomorrow's live interview on Monique's afternoon show. 3 PM. And the sun didn't set until after 4 PM. Perfect.

To be continued…

The Futa Fairy-Futa Reporter's Wicked Wish Chapter Three: Becca's Wild Talk Show

The Futa Fairy

Futa Reporter's Wicked Wish

Chapter Three: Becca's Wild Talk Show

by mypenname3000

Story Codes: Female/Teen female, Hermaphrodite/Teen female, Hermaphrodite/Female, Female/Female, Hermaphrodite/Female/Teen female, Incest, Exhibitionism, Public Sex, Interracial, Oral Sex, Anal Sex, Creampie

"I just can't believe it," my seventeen-year-old daughter Jenna moaned as we lay in bed. "That's me with your cum running out of my cunt, Mom."

"I know," I groaned, my pussy so wet, my clit itching and throbbing, wishing it were a futa-cock right now. But the sun had set hours ago, returning my dick to the little bud peeking out of my soft petals. "You just look so yummy. I'm gushing out of you."

"Want to know how that hot cum got in her underage snatch?" the me on TV asked, my face looking so sexy on the TV screen. I looked at the camera right next to my teenage daughter's naked rump, cum pouring out of her pussy. "Then tune in at Monday, 3 PM to Monique. Only on Channel 5."

"I can't wait until 3 PM tomorrow, Mom," groaned my daughter, pressing her naked body against mine. Her hot pussy rubbed on my thigh. "You're going to fuck me on live TV."

"I am," I moaned, squeezing her ass, loving the feel of her silky pubic hair and hot pussy grinding on my thigh. "So hard. They're going to love you."

It still felt so surreal to me that my life had changed so much. This morning, before the sun rose, I had an interview with Dr. Rita Jones. She claimed to have a cure for any disease or injury: her magical futa-cum.

The moment I saw her fourteen-year-old daughter fluffing that big, ebony cock thrusting from the folds of her pussy, I wanted one. A girl-dick. My daughter sucking my cock. All of it. Only where Dr. Rita wanted her cum to heal people, I wanted to fuck on camera. To have my daughter bob her mouth on my dick while I gave news reports, to have her gasp and squeal on my shaft reaming her cunt while being interviewed.

And I got it. B, the futa-fairy, came to me in a dream and made me an offer: all my wishes in exchange for a favor. I couldn't resist, even without knowing the price. Just so horny to have a futa-cock, to enjoy my daughter, to fuck on TV.

Like right now. The naughty promos I shot with my daughter and my producer Luka played all day on Channel 5, even during the Seahawks game. Thousands upon thousands of people in Washington State witnessed my futa-cock in action. They would tune in to Monique's afternoon talk show tomorrow to see me in action again.

"It's going to be so hot tomorrow," my daughter moaned, her round breasts rubbing against my side. Her hand cupped my big, pillowy tit. Thanks to B, we'd both jumped into incest like it was the most natural thing in the world.

"Yes," I groaned, my pussy on fire. I squeezed my thighs together, loving the glide of my daughter's hot cunt on my thigh. "We're going to have so much fun."

"So much, Mom!" she squealed. And then she thrashed. My cute, naughty daughter came on my thigh.

Her hot juices bathed my leg. I shuddered, squirming with her as she whimpered and shook. She kissed me on the mouth. Her tongue thrust past my lips. Even without my futa-dick, my daughter ached for my body, wanting to please me.

And when I had a cock, she was married to it, fluffing me, keeping me hard, guzzling down so much cum today she didn't even eat dinner.

"I'm just so full of your yummy cream," she grinned at me when we got home from the studio.

I shuddered, grabbing her hand on my big breast and sliding it down my stomach to my blonde bush. Her fingers took over, pressing between my thighs. Rubbing my hot cunt. I groaned into our kiss, loving her incestuous touch on my hot cunt.

Her fingers wiggled into the very hole that birthed her.

She worked them in and out of me, our tongues dancing together. I shivered, the heat rippling through me. I stroked my hand down her back to her cute tush, squeezing it, pressing her dripping cunt tight against my thigh as she frigged me.

My phone rang.

I broke the kiss, reaching with my free hand to grab it. A whimper burst from my lips as I swiped the screen, seeing Luka's Hispanic face smiling at me from her profile pic. "Hey."

"There's my favorite futa-reporter," Luka purred. "Those promos are blowing up on social media. We're projecting double the usual ratings for Monique's show tomorrow. This is so huge, Becca."

"Good," groaned my daughter, pumping her fingers in and out of my cunt. "She deserves it. She's awesome."

"Hey, Jenna," Luka said. "You taking care of your mother?"

"Of course. I got two fingers in her hot snatch right now." Jenna then let out a giggle and rammed another into my cunt. "Nope, make that three."

"Oh, she's taking care of her mother," I groaned, my pussy clenching down on my daughter's plunging digits. She stretched out my twat so wonderfully.

"Good. I want you rested. We're airing your interview with Dr. Rita on the morning news tomorrow to help let more people know about what's coming. Give them a taste of what a futa can do in action. I've masturbated myself to about a dozen orgasms watching that Black futa fuck you so hard, Becca."

"You have to let me see!" my daughter squealed, her fingers thrusting deep into my cunt.

"I'll send you home a DVD with the unedited footage tomorrow," Luka promised. "Then you can rub your little cunt raw, too."

"Deal!" my daughter grinned, her fingers making such juicy sounds as they frigged me.

"Okay, I just wanted to let you know how amazing the show will be," Luka said. "I spoke to Monique, and she's so eager to meet you and see you in action."

I shuddered, picturing the ebony-skinned, curvy beauty who hosted Channel 5's local day-time talk show. "I can't wait to enjoy her."

Luka gave a wicked laugh. "I knew you would. Make her squeal so hard. Damn, I wish the FCC gave me an exemption. I'd be fucking on air every chance I got."

"Well, you need to make a wish to the futa-fairy," I said. It still shocked me just how powerful B was. Her magic affected even a government agency. And one as stodgy as the FCC.

"I'm wishing my heart out," groaned Luka. "Well, I leave you to your daughter's three fingers."

"Four!" chimed in Jenna right before she rammed her pinkie finger into my snatch.

I groaned, my cunt clenching on her four digits pumping in and out of me. My back bucked, tits heaving. I dropped my phone on the bed beside me, quivering. My eyes rolled back into my head as my pleasure built and built.

My daughter snuggled up to me. Her tongue lashed my ear lobe, sliding up and down as she fingered my cunt so fast. "The entire world's going to watch you fuck me live, Mom. Isn't that awesome?"

"Yes!" I screamed and came on my daughter's fingers.

My pussy convulsed on her four digits. Juices flooded out. The familiar waves of bliss washed through me. I moaned through my clenched teeth, loving my cum and missing the powerful jolts of rapture my futa-cock provided.

But come sunrise, I'd have my dick back.

I couldn't wait.

I collapsed back on the pillows, whimpering as my daughter pulled out her fingers from my over-stuffed snatch. She brought them to her lips. She licked them one-by-one. She groaned, savoring the taste of her pussy. Her tongue danced along her digits, cleaning off my incestuous juices.

She loved my pussy as much as my girl-cum.

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A nervous twinge ran through me despite my daughter's hungry mouth nursing on my cock, her lips a bright red today. She stared up at me, her hair and makeup making her look like a young tart, a wicked hooker. She had another skank skirt on, barely covering her ass and pussy, but this one tartan. She had a tight, white belly-shirt that had an oval cut out to expose most of her underage tits. I wore another transparent blouse, this one a soft blue, and pair of garter belts with thigh-high stockings. Nothing would hide my cock.

My daughter kept me hard as the studio audience clapped their hands, the sounds of the opening theme song to Monique's show playing. On the monitor overhead, I watched Monique walk out, screams erupting.

The curvy, Black woman had had several thick, gold chains about her neck, dangling down to her ample cleavage. She had tits bigger than me. Large hoop earrings dangled from her ears. Her pale-blue dress stretching about her body, making her look even more delicious. She beamed at the crowd like a young Oprah.

"Well, I can tell your pumped. And I bet I know why." Monique smiled. "Futas!"

I groaned as the crowd cheered. My daughter sucked harder on my dick. My snatch clenching. She purred around it, her blue eyes flashing up at me. She fluffed my cock with expertise ease, keeping me aching hard but not giving me the satisfaction my dick needed.

"That's right. You've seen the promos and Channel 5's expose say on Dr. Rita and her magical healing futa-spunk. So let's say we met a real live futa."

The crowd cheered louder. My nerves grew, that tingling ending at my fingertips, the squirm in my guts. But my daughter's mouth sucking so hard on my dick. Her cheeks hollowed as she slid up my shaft. Then her lips popped off.

"So let's give a big welcome for Channel 5's very own Becca Brittany and her wild daughter Jenna."

I stood up, Jenna grabbing my dick, stroking it. The producers urged us forward. We headed to the edge of the stage and walked out onto it. Lights shone down from above, almost obscuring the crowd as they cheered. Women gasped and shouted, laughing with nervous delight. Men whistled and whooped, but the feminine excitement drowned them out.

"It is so great to have you on my show, Becca," Monique said, rising to hug me. "And I see your daughter's clutching onto your futa-dick."

"Just making sure I stay hard for your audience," I grinned at them.

"I'm Mom's fluffer," Jenna said with such pride, her hips shifting, her short tartan skirt swirling.

"And what a marvelous job you've done," Monique said, grasping my dick with her ebony fingers. I groaned as she stroked up and down my shaft. "She is hung, isn't she?"

The crowd moaned their agreement.

"I want to have your babies, Becca!" a woman shouted.

"Hey, I get to have Mom's daughters first," Jenna said, something possessive in her voice.

"I bet you will," laughed Monique. "From those promos, it looked like your mom really pumped a huge load of jizz into your snatch."

"It's the best feeling in the world," Jenna said.

Monique nodded, taking her seat on a plush, pink chair. I sat beside her. Jenna fell to her knees and engulfed my cock in her wet mouth. I groaned, savoring the studio audience, several hundred people, watching my daughter suck my cock.

Such a thrill ran through me.

"Now, Becca, I think the first question we all have is how. How did you get that magnificent cock thrusting from your groin?" Monique leaned closer, her dark hand resting on my wrist. "Was it surgery?"

"Magic," I said. "I made a wish, just like Dr. Rita did, and the futa-fairy answered. She gave me my cock and let me have so much fun with it."

"It looks like you're having fun," Monique said, her voice growing throaty. "Her daughter is going to town on her dick. Just suckin' cock like a sinner on judgment day."

My daughter bobbed her head, sucking harder.

"She's just doing her job," I said, stroking my daughter's hair. "She's a very loving child. A real comfort to me when her father left me."

"Isn't she lucky to have such a sweet daughter?" Monique asked, looking at her audience.

They all awwed together. One woman shouted, "I'll suck your cock, Becca. Or even fuck you."

"Well, we have a surprise for one lucky audience member," Monique said. "They'll get to enjoy a creamy treat. But first, what's it like being a futanari?"

"It's amazing," I groaned, my daughter's tongue dancing around the crown of my cock. "Having a dick is like having a clit but everything is even more intensified. You know, when you're strumming your little bud and everything's feeling amazing."

"Oh, yes," the Black woman nodded, her feathery hair swaying.

"Just imagine that but even bigger and then wrapped in hot, silky pussy." I shuddered, my snatch clenching. "Just pumping away at a girl's cunt. It's the best feeling in the world."

"I bet it is," Monique said, fanning her face. "I'm getting a little hot and bothered. What about you ladies?"

"I'm soaking my panties," someone shouted.

"Dripping!"

"Ooh, look at Jenna," Monique laughed, leaning forward. She lifted my daughter's skirt. "She's got three fingers pumping away at her cunt. That's how turned on she is."

One of the three cameras filming pointed right at my daughter, capturing her masturbating while sucking my dick. I shivered, my cock aching in her hot mouth. I squirmed on my seat, the cushion growing wet with my excitement.

"Well, look at that tight, seventeen-year-old twat," groaned Monique. "Just so pink and juicy. I bet you all are interested in seeing what we promised. A futa fucking her own daughter."

The crowd cheered and clapped. Their excitement washed over me. I drank it in, the thrill mixing with the delight of my daughter's hot mouth and bobbing lips. Her suction had me trembling, whimpers escaping my lips.

"Just one more question before you fuck that little slut," Monique said.

"Okay," I groaned, my breasts straining my transparent blouse.

"Which hole of your daughter's is your favorite to fuck?" she asked, her eyes boring into mine.

"Pussy," I grinned.

"Why?"

"Because she has this tight, hot silk. And it just feels so wonderfully wrong to fire my incestuous cum into her fertile depths." I shuddered. "Maybe my daughter will conceive a child. Wouldn't that be wild?"

Jenna popped her mouth off my dick. "It would be, Mom! I so need to stop taking the pill."

"If that didn't melt your panties, I don't know what will," Monique groaned, her nipples dimpling the front of her stretchy, blue dress. "Well, why don't we see our favorite futa in action."

"Yes!" cheered the crowd.

My daughter shuddered. She moved out to the stage on her hands on knees, resting on the pad placed for her. She had her body in profile to them, letting them see her tits swaying in her top, her skank skirt rustling about her ass. It slid up more then enough to expose most of her rump and all of her tight cunt.

I shuddered, following her, my dick throbbing, eager to fuck her underage snatch before all these people. I licked my lips, falling to my knees behind my daughter. My boobs jiggled in my transparent top.

Monique moved in beside me, kneeling and peering at Jenna's cunt. "Mmm, yes, that's just a scrumptious snatch."

"You ever enjoy a woman's pussy before?" I asked the host.

"I've been known to enjoy a snatch or two," she purred. "Though I'm happy with my boyfriend right now."

"Once Mom's done with you, you won't be," grinned Jenna, wiggling her hips.

I glanced at the crowd. "Before I fuck my daughter, I like to make sure she's wet and ready for me. I'm huge. I don't want to hurt her."

"Well, your daughter looks like she's dripping," Monique said. "But you can't be too careful. Not with a pussy that pretty."

I shuddered as the Black woman's dark fingers parted my daughter's snatch, exposing her pink depths. I licked my lips at the glistening flesh. My daughter's tart musk filled my nose as I leaned in to devour her, my cock and tits swaying beneath me.

Then I dragged my tongue through my daughter's hot folds. I savored the incestuous feel of the very flesh I brought into this world. I lapped my tongue over and over through her flesh, gathering her juices, reveling in their flavor.

"Our futa-reporter is just licking her daughter's snatch," Monique said, leaning in close. "You can just tell this naughty futa-mommy loves her daughter so much."

"So much," I moaned, lips sticky with tart cream.

I plunged my tongue into my daughter's hot depths. She groaned, shivering. Her cute rump swayed before my eyes. I swirled my tongue against her pussy walls, savoring her tart musk. Then I yanked my tongue into my mouth so I could enjoy every delicious drop of her underage snatch.

The crowd watched, panting and groaning, calling out suggestions as I devoured my daughter's pussy before them. I stirred through Jenna's snatch, buttering her folds before I moved down to attack her clit.

"Mom!" she squealed, her back arching. "Oh, wow, Mom, that's so hot. Mmm, yes. You're just tonguing my pussy."

"Uh-huh," I panted. "I'm going to devour you. Make you cum before I fuck you hard."

"Yes," Monique hissed. "We're going to watch our futa-reporter pound the slut."

The crowed whooped and cheered, eager to see such incestuous congress between futa-mother and daughter.

I swirled my tongue around my daughter's bud, my nose pressing into her folds. I inhaled tart delight. I groaned, my dick throbbing. Juices trickled out of my snatch and down my shaft, reaching the tip. The beading delight caressed my girl-cock's crown, making me ache even more for my daughter's cunt.

I wanted to fuck her hard. I wanted to plow into her right now. But I held off, concentrating on her pleasure. I wanted her bucking and cumming hard. I wanted to feel her incestuous cream bathing my face.

"Oh, yes, Mom," she groaned. "Ooh, that's so good."

"Sounds like you're getting closer and closer to cumming," moaned Monique, her dark hand stroking my daughter's ivory ass.

"So close!" She wiggled her hips, smearing her hot pussy across my hungry lips. "Oh, Mom, just attack my clit. I want to cum! I want your futa-cock in me so badly!"

"Just fuck the slut!" someone shouted from the crowd.

"When she's ready," I moaned before nuzzling my lips down through Jenna's pussy folds.

And found her clit.

I latched onto her little bud. My daughter groaned. She bucked as I sucked, my cheeks hollowing. Her voice grew tighter and tighter. She twitched, her juices flooding hotter around my chin and cheeks, dribbling down to my neck.

I nipped her clit.

"Mom!" she shrieked.

My daughter bucked hard. She pressed her pussy back into my mouth. Her juices flooded out of her, tart cream pouring into my hungry mouth. I gulped down her cream, the ache bulging at the tip of my clit-dick.

Demanding I fuck her.

"Just listen to the passion her futa-mommy's inspiring," Monique purred. "Ooh, I'd be screaming just as hard if she ate my pussy. But it's time. She's cumming, and that means it's time to fuck!"

"Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!" chanted the crowd.

I rose, my big tits heaving in my transparent blouse, my cock bobbing before me. My blonde hair swayed. I waved to the crowd with my right hand, the left guiding my cock right to my daughter's hot, dripping snatch.

I rubbed my tip up and down her hot flesh. My daughter whimpered. She wiggled her hips, groaning as I caressed her. Her juices coated my clit-dick's crown. Pleasure raced down my shaft from the incestuous contact, the union of my motherly cock with her underage pussy.

The crowds cheered louder.

"Her pussy is so hot and juicy," I groaned. "My daughter's just so eager for it."

"She is," Monique moaned, her thighs rubbing together, her hoop earrings swaying about her neck. "You need to give it to her, Becca. She's dripping."

"I am," Jenna groaned. "Please, Mommy, fuck me!"

"Fuck her! Fuck her! Fuck her!" screamed the crowd, so excited to witness the taboo.

I rammed my futa-cock into my daughter's hot snatch on live television. I shuddered, glancing at camera two aimed right at me, my tits quivering. I stared out at the world and let out a loud, wanton moan as I savored the silky heat of my daughter's pussy.

The best feeling in the world. And I shared it live.

A hot thrill shot through me. B was amazing. The futa-fairy gave me a gift. I'd pay her price gladly.

I drew back my hips, my daughter moaning as my dick slid through her pussy. Her back arched, her tartan skirt swaying about her hips. Then I rammed back into her, smacking into her ass. She let out a whimper of pure delight, her pussy clenching down my dick.

"That's it," I groaned. "That's Mommy's big futa-dick fucking your tight pussy. And you love it."

"I do, Mom!" Jenna gasped, her short, blonde hair dancing about her head. "Everyone's watching you love my cunt!"

"Yes, they are," Monique moaned, her hand rubbing at the crotch of her dress, pressing the stretch material between her thighs as she grew hotter and hotter.

Did she even realize she masturbated?

I grinned at the debauchery I caused. I fucked my daughter faster and harder. Her silky pussy gripped my plunging futa-cock. She moaned as my Mommy-dick reamed her. My crotch smacked into her ass, making her firm cheeks jiggled.

I grabbed them, squeezing her rump as I plowed her. I loved the feel of her silky skin beneath my palms while her juicy pussy caressed my plunging cock. My breasts heaved and slapped together as I put on this live sex show for the world.

"See the passion of a futa," groaned Monique. "This gift she received from a futa-fairy. Maybe if we all wish, we'll get lucky like her."

"Yes!" women cheered in the crowd.

"I want a futa-cock!"

I groaned, thrusting harder, loving the cheers, letting them wash over me. I plowed into my daughter, drinking in all the attention. My tits heaved and slapped together as every stroke brought me closer and closer to erupting. To flooding my daughter with my futa-cum. I gripped her butt-cheeks, excitement shooting through me.

My pussy clenched. Juices dribbled down my thighs. I swayed, my hands sliding past her skank skirt. I shoved up her tight blouse, exposing her small titties, and cupped them. Her hard nipples rubbed into my palm, her pliant tits quivering in my hands. I loved their feel, kneading them, making her twat tighten on my futa-dick.

"Oh, my god, Mom!" Jenna moaned. "I'm going to cum again! You're awesome!"

"Cum, sweetie!" Monique groaned, really digging the front of her dress between her thighs. "Just cum on your mom's huge dick."

"CUM! CUM! CUM!" screamed the studio audience.

"You hear them, sweetie," Monique panted. "Do it!"

"Yes!" I groaned, plowing into my daughter's silky, dripping cunt, my crotch smacking into that bubbly ass. "Just do it. Explode all over Mommy's big dick!"

Her head threw back. Her pussy writhed on my cock. "Mom!"

I groaned, thrusting over and over into my daughter's spasming cunt. My toes curled in my hooker heels. My nylons rasped beneath my knees as I became hyperaware of every inch of my skin. I felt beads of sweat drip down the slopes of my breasts. The silky embrace of her pussy. The firmness of her small tits in my hand. My hair dancing about my shoulders. The heat of the studio lamps illuminating my body so the world could watch my daughter cum on my huge dick.

I shuddered, thrusting as hard as I could, every stroke bringing me closer and closer to erupting. To spurting my hot cum into my daughter's convulsing pussy. The incestuous rush of fucking her before all these people swelled through me.

I whimpered.

I shuddered.

I buried into my daughter's snatch and came.

"Mom!" Jenna howled. "Yes, yes, yes, cum in me!"

"She's flooding her daughter's cunt," moaned Monique. "She's firing her jizz into those depths. And listen to the passion she's stirred in her daughter. How Jenna's moaning her delight."

The crowd exploded in applause, people standing, cheering, whooping, wolf-whistling.

I shuddered, my pussy convulsing, juices gushing down my thighs. My cum fired into my daughter's twat. I filled her quim to the brim with my Mommy-jizz. I gasped, my tits heaving as I convulsed.

Rapture and ecstasy melted my brain. For a moment, everything faded but my daughter's pussy spasming about my cock, drinking in every drop of my futa-cum I spilled in her. I reveled in it, stars bursting before my eyes.

And then the audience's cheers slammed into me.

I blinked, shaking my head. A heady thrill ran through me. I just came in my daughter on live television. Millions of people just witnessed me do something so nasty. So wrong. I crossed the most taboo line for the world's enjoyment.

And I felt like a billion bucks doing it.

"Oh, Mom, that was awesome," panted my daughter, her pussy's writhing dying down, her orgasm fading.

"Now don't pull out of her just yet," groaned Monique, her face flushed. A dark stain marred the front of her dress, her juices bleeding through her panties. "Because one lucky audience member gets to lick your cum out of your daughter's cunt!"

Women shrieked in eager need. They squealed.

I licked my lips, eager to see who'd win such a depraved prize. My daughter wiggled her hips, stirring her hot, cum-filled snatch around my still-hard Mommy-dick. I shivered, squeezing her tits as I sucked in breaths.

A drum roll played through the studio. Everyone hushed down as Monique pulled out a note card. She held it up for everyone to see. I shuddered, feeling the breathless anticipation gripping the audience. My heart pounded. My eyes flicked through the crowd, mostly just dark shapes thanks to the blinding stage lights.

I quivered.

"Will Phillipa Myers come on down!" Monique boomed, throwing her arms wide.

The audience burst into applause. I saw one woman hop to her feet, a man standing beside her. She hugged him with such enthusiasm. I groaned, realizing a married woman won, her husband accompanying her to the show. She gave him several quick kisses, raining them on his face before she burst out of the crowd. He clapped with everyone else, excited to witness his wife lick a futa's cum out of seventeen-year-old girl's cunt.

God, B, you are amazing.

The woman appeared with more detail as she gained the stage, hair bushy-brown. The woman was in her middle age. Still in great shape, but with that look of a mom caring for several children and a home, her clothing a little baggy, not as flattering as what she'd wear a decade before.

Her excitement made her face shine with beauty.

"I never win anything," Phillipa gushed into a microphone Monique had produced from somewhere. Probably one of the crew. "This is so amazing!"

"I bet it is," Monique purred. "Now have you ever seen anything as depraved or sexy as you just witnessed today?"

"No," she groaned, glancing down at my daughter. "And I can't believe I'm about to do this. I've never licked semen out of any girl's vagina."

"Cum out of pussy," Monique purred. "We have Becca Brittany here. The FCC's letting us be as vile as we want. Obscenity rules are waved around her."

"She's just so amazing," agreed Phillipa.

"And who was that handsome man you were kissing?"

"My husband Carl." She waved to the audience, looking so excited.

"Love you, Phillipa!" shouted the man.

The audience awwed.

"Oh, he's just such a sweetie," Monique said. "How long have you been married?"

"Fourteen happy years." A tremble ran through the married woman, her eyes falling on where my flesh entered my daughter's, hunger flashing in her brown eyes.

"Well, it's time for you to enjoy your prize," Monique purred. "Futa-cum straight from Jenna's underage snatch."

With utter delight, the married woman moved to me. She fell down beside me and gave me a big, hot kiss on the mouth. I groaned, loving the feel of her body pressed against mine, her mouth so hot. Her husband watched us kiss.

My dick throbbed in my daughter's snatch.

And then I ripped my cock out. The married woman darted her head down. She pressed her mouth right against Jenna's dripping pussy. My daughter cooed in delight as Phillipa lapped through her folds, gathering my futa-cum flooding out.

"Now why don't I entertain you while she's playing with your daughter," Monique purred and, to my utter delight, she pulled down the top of her dress. Her ebony, pillowy tits spilled out, jiggling naked before me, coal-black nipples thrusting hard from her breasts.

"Yes," I groaned, my futa-dick throbbing.

I sank into the chair as she knelt before me. The talk show's face burned with a hungry light. She wrapped her tits about my cock, my daughter's juices lubing the way as she pumped them up and down my shaft.

I groaned, staring at the married woman devouring my futa-cum out of my daughter's snatch while Monique worked her tits up and down my futa-shaft. I groaned, my cock throbbing in her tit's embrace. Her silky mounds teased me, driving me wild as she pumped up and down. Her nipples pressed into my belly, rubbing at the transparent blouse.

"Ooh, this is just such a huge dick," Monique groaned. "Tell me, Becca, what do you love the most about it?"

"It's hard to say with your lush tits wrapped about it," I groaned. "But being in my daughter."

"Yes, such a special bond between mother and daughter," Monique purred.

"And it's so hot to transgress," I groaned, my pussy clenching, my eyes fixed. My daughter shuddered, her small tits swaying beneath her as she humped back into Phillipa's hungry mouth.

The married woman had her face buried into my daughter's shaved snatch. She licked with such an eager hunger, her tongue licking and sliding through my daughter's folds. I groaned, my dick throbbing in Monique's sliding tits.

Then my eyes noticed Monique's ass wiggling in her skirt. These two curving, plump rumps. Black woman had the best asses, so big and juicy. I shuddered, my dick throbbing between her tits as such naughty ideas shuddered through me.

"So where do you see yourself going with your new-found freedom on the airways?" Monique answered, pumping her tits up and down.

"Maybe I'll have my own talk show," I grinned. "A hot lead in to yours."

"Ooh, I'd be a guest on that," she panted, her tits tightening.

"But I love being a reporter. I want to give live reports, maybe for a cable news channel or one of the national shows, with my daughter fluffing my cock. Just giving the news while getting a hot blowjob."

"So naughty," Monique purred, sliding her tits up and down my dick faster and faster. "Ooh, yes. This cock will open so many doors."

I grinned at her hungry face. "I'm going to coat you in my jizz."

"Uh-huh," she whimpered, trembling, her tits pressed so tight about my cock. "Just baste me in your jizz. I want to feel you dripping from my face. Mmm, yes. My cum just dribbling down onto my breasts while everyone watches."

"Then I'm going to fuck that gorgeous rump of yours," I groaned.

Her eyes widened. She pumped her tits faster, her gold necklaces bouncing and jangling. The talk show host whimpered in pure lust, aching for it. She bent her head down, flicking the tip of my girl-cock as it emerged from her ebony breasts. I shuddered, her excitement infectious.

My pussy clenched. My ovaries coming to another boil, a new load of futa-spunk eager to explode out of me. Delight rippled down my cock every time her tongue brushed the crown before her silky breasts swallowed my shaft again.

"Mom!" gasped my daughter. "Oh, Mom, I'm going to cum on Mrs. Myers's hungry mouth."

"Do it," I groaned, my pussy clenching. "Flood her mouth with that tart cream of yours."

"Yes," Phillipa moaned between licks.

Then my daughter came. Her body quivered again. I shuddered, loving the hot sight. She humped back into the married MILF, creaming Phillipa's face with her underage juices. My futa-dick throbbed between Monique's tits.

My cock erupted.

Hot jizz spurted from my dick. It fired up and splashed across the talk show host's face. I groaned, squirming in the seat. My juices flooded out of my pussy, soaking the cushion. My futa-cum basted her ebony face. Pearly jizz dripped down Monique's lush features, her hoop earrings tinkling.

"Ooh, yes, look at you!" I moaned. "Just dripping in futa-cum."

"Futa-cum?" gasped the married woman. Her head snapped up, shooting over to me. She licked her lips. "Can I lick you clean, Monique?"

"Yes," she groaned as my cock unloaded the final time, my cum dribbling down my shaft to her ebony breasts.

"Clean Monique up, honey!" cheered Phillipa's husband.

The talk show host pulled away from me and turned, pointing that gorgeous rump at me. Phillipa reached her, her tongue bathing across Monique's face, licking up more of my futa-jizz. I groaned, my girl-cock throbbing. Such a hot sight.

Then my daughter scampered to me, her firm tits jiggling, her thighs glistening with pussy cream. She fell to her knees next to Monique, hauled up the woman's dress, and revealed that she didn't wear any panties.

My daughter parted those ebony butt-cheeks. "Come on, Mom, just ram into her. Fuck her ass."

"FUCK HER ASS!" cheered the crowed. "FUCK HER ASS!"

"Yes," Monique moaned before her and Phillipa kissed with lots of tongue, swapping my futa-cum back and forth.

I shuddered and slipped off my seat. My daughter grasped my cock, stroking it. A big smile covered her lips, her blue eyes flashing with mischief. She brought me to the talk show host's puckered asshole, my precum coating the wrinkled sphincter.

"FUCK HER ASS! FUCK HER ASS!"

"You are the most awesome mom in the world," my daughter groaned. "I can't believe you're fucking Monique's ass. I watch her show every day with my friends!"

I just beamed at my daughter then plunged my dick into the talk show host's hot bowels.

Velvety heaven wrapped about my dick. I groaned, plunging into her depths and smacking into her ebony butt-cheeks. She jiggled as she groaned, her head snapping up from her depraved kiss with the married contest winner.

I drew back, the friction burning so hot around my girl-dick. I stared out at the cheering audience fucking their beloved Monique hard up the ass. I grunted with each impact of my crotch into her rump. My big tits jiggled in my blouse.

Attracting my daughter's attention.

"You have such yummy tits, Mom," groaned my daughter. She licked her lips then ripped open my blouse. Buttons popped in her haste. My tits bounced before her, nipples swaying.

Her mouth latched on with greedy desire. She sucked. I gasped. The pleasure surged straight down to my pussy. I groaned, my snatch growing so hot and juicy. I whimpered, squirming my hips as the heat burned through me. Such wonderful sensations rippled through my body. I groaned, my eyes rolling back into my head.

Monique kissed the contest winner again, the pair swapping more of my cum back and forth. The talk show host bucked her ass back into my thrusts. Our bodies met with meaty slaps. I loved it, her bowels clenching on my dick, adding to the delight my daughter's sucking mouth produced.

"Jenna," I whimpered. "Ooh, you just love Mommy's big tits."

"Uh-huh," she moaned around my nipple. Her tongue swirled about the nub. Then she nipped it, blue eyes playful.

I groaned, hugging her to my breast. She moaned her delight as she suckled. My cock ached and throbbed as I pounded Monique's ass harder and harder, cradling my daughter. Such rapture surged through me.

My pussy grew hotter. The pleasure building in my depths. The crowd loved it. Naked breasts bounced, just visible through the glare of stage lights. The women in the audience were getting hot and frisky, inspired.

I loved it.

"Yes, yes, yes," Monique groaned, breaking her kiss with Phillipa. "Just ram that huge cock into my asshole! I love taking it up the ass! Just the best. I love futanari!"

"They're so amazing," groaned Phillipa. "Ooh, I wish she was fucking me."

I shuddered, others crying out in the audience, all wanting to enjoy my futa-cock. I grinned, knowing I would have so much fun with my girl-dick. I slammed so hard into Monique's bowels, my orgasm swelling so hard.

My daughter nibbled on my nipple.

Monique's hot bowels caressed my plunging futa-dick.

My pussy juices dribbled down my thighs.

Rapture exploded through me.

My tits heaved as my cum fired out of my cock. It pumped into Monique's asshole. I spurted load after load of futa-jizz into her. My eyes rolled back into my head from the rapture bursting from my cock. I swayed, drinking in the pleasure coursing through me.

"I love being a futanari!" I howled.

"You're amazing!" Monique moaned, her bowels clenching down as I flooded her depths. Then her asshole convulsed. She screamed out her wordless orgasm, her feathery hair swaying.

"You're so beautiful when you cum," Phillipa said, staring at me in awe.

I shuddered, my final blast of cum firing into Monique's bowels. Such hot rapture surged through me. My daughter kept sucking at my nipple. I gave Phillipa such a dirty grin as Monique collapsed, her asshole pulling off my dick.

I brandished my cock.

"We'll be right back," Monique groaned as Phillipa crawled to me, "after these commercials. But don't go anywhere. Becca's not finished with her fun."

"No, I'm not," I groaned as the married woman swallowed my cock, sucking Monique's sour ass from my throbbing shaft.

Her husband cheered her on. Thank you, B.

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"You're welcome," B purred, her futa-dick spurting a final time. She savored the passion exploding through the studio audience. So many people witnessed it. Far more than the summer slut pulled off with that futa-cheerleader of hers.

"You really did it," a hot voice said. Disgusting heat billowed around the futa-fairy, melting the icy recreation of the set for the talk show. "Your foolish arrogance has brought us to the precipice of destruction."

B rolled her eyes as she turned to face the slim, girlish Leanan Side. "Do you listen to how fucking pretentious you sound?"

Leanan Sidhe drew herself up, folding arms beneath her immature breasts. She gave an indignant snort. "As opposed to the vulgarity you revel in? Parkland groans with the energy you have poured into it. It seethes. Equilibrium has been achieved. Balance!"

"And we can't have that," smirked B. "So, how do you want to resolve this. War?"

"You are mad."

"Or we could use our patrons as proxies." B cocked her head. "They are the ones who stand to lose if their side…falls short."

"That is an acceptable way to settle this," Leanan Sidhe said, eyes narrowing. "Why would you do this and leave it in the hands of mortals?"

"To annoy you, summer slut!"

Leanan Sidhe's silver eyes flashed molten orange. "Do not call me that, Esquire of Winter! When the old year dies, our patrons shall meet in contest to decide which court controls Parkland until the century's death."

"Agreed, oh Esquire of Summer." B smiled, licking her lips. "I hope those girls you recruited are up to the challenge."

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"The air buzzes with excitement," I reported, my daughter Jenna fluffing my cock, keeping it warm in her hungry mouth. She had my entire cock buried down her throat, her lips pressed into my blonde bush. "The crowd grows before the Space Needle, eager to celebrate New Year's Eve in style.

My phone buzzed in my pink blazer. A prickling shot through me to answer it. My hand shoved into my pocket and pulled it out before I could stop myself. Hosannah scowled and lowered her camera as I ruined the take. I swiped my screen.

Blue snowflakes danced. The futa-fairy's message appeared.

The END of Becca's Tale