How to Satisfy a Futanari
“Is it okay if I do this?”
“There’s no way that’ll work.”
Central Control Room.
The hub where every facility in the laboratory was monitored and operated.
Deinas and Frida had pulled up the recovery room CCTV on the massive main screen.
“She looked fine when I checked, but looks like she’s going full rampage after all.”
“Yeah, leaving her alone for even a minute was the right call.”
Both of them let out a sigh as they watched Lucy ravage and break every woman she could get her hands on.
The Lucy Crowell who had awakened as a futanari and somehow kept her sanity was now clearly losing control.
“For the time being, it’s only going to get worse.”
Anyone who had awakened as a futanari went through the Third Secondary Sex Characteristics — the period of explosive growth triggered by an overwhelming surge of futanari hormones that fully matured both body and mana.
And growth always came with side effects.
The extreme libido and aggression that overtook these futanaris during the Third Secondary Sex Characteristics, combined with the fact that the original human soul wasn’t used to inhabiting a body this overwhelming, left them in a constant haze.
“Right now at least she can still talk. Later on she might not be able to even make words?”
Lucy Crowell actually talking was already weird. Most newly awakened futanaris just went feral, completely losing their minds.
“So what do we do? Should we restrain her anyway?”
The standard protocol for newly awakened futanari subjects was to knock them out and lock them in the recovery room.
Once they were restrained, the aggression was suppressed and the Sexual Relief Unit was brought in to deal with the flooding libido. That was the basic method.
After three or four days of draining the cock, the hormones would stabilize and the original mind would return.
“Ugh, in theory that would be the safest option.”
Deinas looked at the rampaging Lucy and frowned in genuine difficulty.
If it were just mindless violence, they could simply knock her out and tie her up right now.
But the problem was that Lucy’s mind was only half gone. She could still speak, yet the hormones had her instincts running wild.
What if they just overpowered her completely?
“First impressions matter. We can’t ruin that.”
A subject with such terrifying potential could leave a bad mark on the Empire if things went wrong.
“Besides… she’s already over three meters tall from the very beginning. That’s basically world-record territory.”
Lucy Crowell had been three meters tall the moment she awakened.
Futanaris were always bigger than humans because the raw power poured out through their bodies and spilled into the material world.
Their height was directly proportional to the strength they possessed.
Lucy, at three meters from the first awakening and taller than even a fully mature veteran like Deinas, was a potential core weapon for the Janus Empire.
They couldn’t afford to give her a bad impression by trying to restrain her.
“Not to mention the fact that she’s an orphan and probably already has a grudge against the state.”
“R-right…”
They could either make her hate the research lab even more or risk her actually destroying it.
They couldn’t just watch the lab get wrecked, either.
Deinas was starting to get a splitting headache trying to figure out how to handle this once-in-a-millennium emergency.
“Ah! Director!”
“Hm? Got a good idea?”
Frida suddenly perked up with a brilliant smile.
She was a doctor who had studied futanari physiology for years.
She had never actually encountered one in this exact state, but she had a theory that should work.
“As long as she can still understand us, we could just charm her properly and… you know.”
“…!!”
Futanaris didn’t even have vaginas.
***
“Hoo… already ruined.”
Whoosh.
I snatched the onahole away from the press, only for my whole body to twist in protest and snap it in half.
The load in my balls was still halfway out, but every single onahole I’d brought was completely destroyed.
I should’ve just given them a tougher one in the first place.
“I guess I’ll have to use one of these after all.”
But there were still a few left that hadn’t exploded yet.
The one I’d used at the very beginning was lying on the floor like a frog, legs spread wide, completely covered in my cum and even some blood.
It was a mess.
“Haa… haa…”
I collapsed onto the half-crushed bed, desperately grinding away with whatever I could find while cleaning up the mess around me.
That was when the cleaning lady came into view.
She was on her knees, polishing the floor, her eyes occasionally flicking up at me as she picked up my overflowing cum and the broken onahole parts.
It was actually kinda impressive.
Even if you were getting paid for it, seeing someone that enthusiastic was something to give a reward for.
“Hey! What’s your name again?”
“Hic! Y-yes? M-my lord?”
“Yeah, you.”
I couldn’t remember her name, so calling her Mr. Semen-Wiper would have to do.
“T-t-this is my honor.”
“Haha, Mr. Semen-Wiper getting honor? Are you serious?”
“Y-yes! I am a pathetic fool! It is the greatest happiness in the world to clean up the cum you so generously showered upon me!”
“Hahaha!”
I laughed so hard my dick started leaking again.
Just laughing made me cum.
Plap-plop!
Even laughing made me shoot. How much of a premature ejaculator was I?
The cum I’d just produced shot straight into the air and rained down on Mr. Semen-Wiper.
The poor cleaning lady shivered as it splattered over her.
“Why are you reacting so dramatically? If anyone saw this they’d think I was fucking you.”
“I-I… if you really wanted to, I’d be honored… aaaah!”
“Ahahaha! Sorry, but I’m not into men at all, okay? So don’t act like a tease.”
“Hngh… I-I’m sorry. R-right away, I’ll start cleaning!”
I playfully flicked his shoulder.
Of course he shattered it, but it was just a little joke. I’d forgive her, right?
“Oh yeah.”
I had actually been planning to give him a reward.
“Hehe, it’s really impressive how hard you’re working, so I’ll give you a prize.”
“A-a reward, my lord?”
“Why? Don’t want it?”
“No! If Lucy-nim gives it, I’ll be grateful for anything!”
“Haha, that’s the spirit. Just wait.”
What should I give him?
I hadn’t even thought about it before.
I was completely broke right now — no money, clothes torn to shreds during the awakening.
I could just cancel the joke and say it never happened…
Ah, what about that?
After all, it was my property.
“Here. Take it.”
I grabbed the onahole that the cleaning lady was using like a frog and handed it to him.
The man stared at the twitching toy in front of his feet, then let out an awkward laugh.
“Th-thank you…”
“Hmph, what are you waiting for? Hurry up and use it.”
“Eh?”
“You must be dying. Start right now. Fuck yourself while watching some porn. Or are you a girl?”
“N-no! I’m already hard!!”
Mr. Semen-Wiper frantically pulled down his pants, trembling with nerves.
“Faster!”
“I’m sorry!!”
He forced his own pathetic little cock into the toy that was still so big it felt loose.
But he was moving it so fast it looked ridiculous.
Slap-slap!
Still, he was doing a good job. The way his eyes watered and hips bucked while moaning was actually kinda hot.
Seeing him use the gift properly made me feel proud of myself.
I couldn’t let him win, though. Time for a reward of my own.
“Hua… hua… haaaah!!”
While watching him fuck himself, I gripped my own cock and aimed it right at him.
Plap-plop! Thick ropes of cum exploded forward and splattered across his face and body.
The cleaning lady moaned louder, hips grinding even faster.
“Huuung…”
Just jerking off was getting boring, though.
No erection to drain, nowhere else to fuck.
How the hell was I supposed to relieve this endless libido?
…Should I just take the onahole back?
I glanced lazily at the toy Mr. Semen-Wiper was still using.
As I reached out to snap his neck and reclaim it…
KWAAAAANG!
“Hahaha! Having fun, are we?!”
The recovery room door slammed open and a futanari strode in.
A tall beauty with sharp, cat-like eyes and wavy black hair tied back in a ponytail.
Her skirt fluttered up, revealing the same massive cock I had just been using.
She looked just as excited as I did.
“Hehe, of course.”
Smack!
I kicked the cleaning lady out of the way with a casual foot and kept walking straight toward her.
Only when our cocks were almost touching did she finally speak.
“So… you’re smaller than me, obviously.”
“Ahaha, how cute.”
At three meters, she was probably about 2.9 meters herself.
The taller one always got to decide who topped among futanaris.
Well, I had just decided it right now.
“Keep acting so smug and I’ll make you regret it?”
“Hehe, no need to be like that.”
I reached out and grabbed her blouse, ready to rip it off and rape her right there.
“Lulu and this cute little thing.”
“That won’t do.”
“Huh? Wha—?!”
Spin.
The world flipped upside down.