Welcome to Condoms, First Time?
“Ready...”
It looked more than ready, with her dick already rock-hard and twitching away. After cumming that much earlier, and it was standing at attention again...
“Futanari dicks really are something else, huh?”
“I-I don't know...!”
Mari mumbled, covering her face with both hands in embarrassment. But that only made it hotter, with her rigid monster cock throbbing intermittently like it was putting on a show.
Riiip—
I tore open the packaging, revealing a pink rubber ring.
Normally you'd be careful not to rip it, but we weren't planning to use it right away for a full round, so no big deal. Testing it quick and heading home was the priority.
“Whew~”
“W-What, what, what are you doing?!”
“Huh? I learned you're supposed to blow it up a bit to figure out which side is which.”
“...For real?”
“Did my breath touch it?”
“A little... Ugh, I'm so embarrassed—can you hurry it up just a bit?”
Even in this deserted spot, dropping her pants outdoors had her stomping her feet in shame. Each time, that massive rod swayed threateningly.
“Hold still. Keep shaking like that and we'll never finish.”
“Eeeek...”
I carefully positioned the opened condom over Mari's glans.
“Alright, putting it on...?”
“Y-Yeah...!”
Why was my heart pounding like this? I swallowed hard without thinking and slowly unrolled it, twist twist twist.
“Huh?”
No, I tried to.
“W-What's wrong...? Doesn't it fit?”
Mari peeked out from between her fingers.
Ah, got it backwards.
“Sorry, wrong way around.”
“Th-There's a right way and wrong way?”
“Yeah, the side that unrolls easy is the correct orientation.”
I peeled it off the tip and tried the other way. This time it unrolled smoothly, sliding right down. Normally it's tough if you're not fully hard, but Mari was always at max erection, so no issue there.
Other problems, though...
“Uh...”
It went over the thicker midsection fine, but beyond that, it was pinching tight. I could probably force it, but if it tore during real action? Disaster.
If the size doesn't match, you gotta exchange the rest.
“Tch, won't go further? Mari, wanna try with your hands?”
“M-Me?”
“You'll have to do it yourself eventually. Want me to keep putting them on for you forever?”
With a pout, Mari tentatively reached out and gripped the condom.
“Eek...! What the—it's sticky and slippery!”
“That's the lube on the outside. I've got a handkerchief; we can wipe it off later.”
“Ugh, feels so weird in my hand...”
She moved her hands slowly, carefully trying to roll it down. But it stopped midway, snagging like it was caught.
“Why won't it go down...!”
“Mari, if it won't, that size just doesn't fit you.”
“N-No way...”
Panicking, she grabbed her shaft with both hands and grunted, forcing it down toward the base.
She strained desperately to get it all the way, but it jammed at the thickening pillar and wouldn't budge. Worse, all the stroking made veins bulge out, throb throb, and her dick started pulsing wildly.
“Mari, hold up. You're gonna cum again—”
“Hngh, haaaahn♡”
Her hips bucked suddenly, body shuddering as she climaxed. The condom's tip ballooned instantly, sagging heavily downward with the load.
“N-Nooo...♡ Can't cum, can't cum yet...♡”
Clutching my hoodie and trembling, Mari just kept shooting.
Was it the new sensation of her first condom? Or the thrill of doing it outside?
“Whoa...”
Even watching made me numb—it was an insane volume. I'd read condoms stretch enough to hold water in emergencies, but seeing it live was awe-inspiring.
I wiped the drool trickling from her gaping mouth, then grabbed her heaving dick as the orgasm tapered off.
“All done?”
“Y-Yeah...♡ all out...”
She goes totally brain-melted after cumming... is she okay?
Her face still slack with pleasure, I carefully started peeling off the condom.
“Gonna take it off now—hold still?”
“Huuu, hngaaa...♡”
No cleanup hassle, just pure relief—that overwhelming perk. She'd felt it firsthand, all that cum pooled inside.
“They say guys' orgasms are psychological too. Futas the same?”
“Hah... hah...”
I tugged it free slowly. Pop—the thick glans slipped out.
Heard male glans evolved to scoop out rivals' cum and replace it with their own. Still winter-cold out, but Mari's steaming-hot dick wafted warmth. The fresh load had heated it right up.
I knotted the condom tight to avoid spills and set it down gingerly.
“Mari, hang on a sec.”
“Hah... hah...? Huh?”
I squatted in front of her and pulled out my handkerchief.
“S-Seo-yoon? What're you—?”
“Gonna put your pants on like this? It'll get cum everywhere.”
“W-Well, yeah, but...”
Shhk, I unfolded it and wiped her dick meticulously.
“It'll stain the handkerchief.”
“Psh, I can wash it later.”
“Seo-yoon...”
She gazed down at me, touched. ...The angle felt kinda off, though.
She noticed too—went quiet suddenly.
“...”
I wiped her clean as fast as I could, swipe swipe, and stood up.
“R-Ready to go?”
“Y-Yeah!”
Mari yanked up her pants in a flurry. I picked up the spent condom from the ground.
“Whoa... seriously heavy. Wouldn't have made it home without this, huh.”
“D-Don't know!”
“Hey, wait up!”
She bolted ahead and vanished in a blink. The gap opened instantly; I just blinked in shock.
“Futanari are enhancer-types, alright. No joke...”
Speed and stamina several times better. Awakening confirmed.
“Dick grows, body buffs—total cheat ability, right?”
I awakened as a healer slamming my head in a playground... This is bullshit!
“Anyway, how do I ditch this thing?”
Feeling the hefty weight in my hand, I could only sigh.
* * *
Chirp chirp, birds sang outside the window.
“Ughhh... five more minutes...”
I yanked the blanket over my head and whined. Then whoosh—someone flipped it off, yelling.
“Kang Seo-yoon! We planned shopping today!”
“It's not morning yet...?”
Forcing my sleepy eyes open, there was Mari shaking out her damp hair, fresh from washing up. Huh, when'd she go?
She'd been snuggled beside me moments ago. Shorter than me, she fit perfectly in my arms—her body temp was better than any sleeping pill. That's why we got this share house; every night, I held her close...
Hand to the nightstand, I checked my phone: 10 a.m.
“Still morning...”
“Gotta get ready now to hit the mall by lunch.”
“Short hair like mine doesn't take long...”
As my eyes drooped shut again, she poked my cheek with her wet hand.
“Eweee...”
“Up~”
“Why the rush...”
I finally sat up, clutching my stiff back and yawning. Patched it last night, still hurts. Without it, I'd be bedridden today.
“...Can't wear my old clothes anymore, that's why.”
“Oh?”
Grabbed a cup from the table and chugged cold water—brain finally kicked in. Mari shook out her hair as she spoke.
“...Skirt's tough right now. Need help.”
“Skirt's easier, no? Pants are fitted to your old shape—they'll squeeze.”
I glanced at her crotch; she whipped around. Ah, ears red—embarrassed.
“...That's why.”
“Eh? What?”
Didn't catch that.
“Erection... 'cause...”
“...Morning wood's normal.”
“No, not that...”
Ah, something else?
“Skirt, and it gets hard...”
“...”
“It's so sensitive now, feels weird!”
“Can't go bottomless. Can't hold it in?”
“Even little friction sets it off... no way...”
Her eyes flicked to my chest mid-sentence.
I instinctively crossed my arms over it. No bra—must be see-through right now.
“W-Why're you covering up?!”
“...Pervert.”
“...!”
Mari hopped mad, all indignant.