Second Story: Mom Ravages Her Precious Daughter with a Black Monster Dick in a Futanarian-Dominated World
Oddly enough, birth rates had exploded. It was due to the futanarians' immense sexual urges and the shape of their sperm—several times larger than normal men's, with drill-like heads perfect for fertilizing eggs.
Thanks to that, obstetrics clinics were booming like never before.
"Um... I'm here for my regular checkup."
"Ah, Patient Han Miyoung. Yes, please wait a moment. The doctor's with another patient right now. Here's your number ticket."
"Got it. Hehe."
The young woman flashed that fresh, glowing smile unique to pregnant mothers as she took the ticket. Dressed in a maternity dress, her belly had swelled into a perfect round shape—labor must be close.
Next month, she'll give birth...
It was a common sight working at an obstetrics clinic, but...
Bulge-..!
The protrusion below her belly at her crotch.
Lately... so many futanarian patients.
The pregnant woman before her was a futanarian, the new breed of humanity with both male and female genitals. Originally born female, she'd fused with a parasitic dick from a former man, becoming a dual-sex hermaphrodite.
Truth be told, Ara couldn't quite wrap her head around it. Even with both sets of genitals, she was originally a woman—could she really have sex with a woman sporting a dick that wasn't quite male?
And... she might've done it solo...
This pregnant futanarian had never once visited the clinic with a husband... or another futanarian.
Futanarians, the new humans, could self-impregnate through parthenogenesis with their own semen.
Twitch— twitch—
The flaccid cock draped over the bulging, cloth-wrapped balls began to tremble. Creak—! Creak—! Swish—! It stiffened straight up like a banana.
Flinch!
Startled, Ara looked up at the futanarian mother-to-be.
"Oh my... it's gotten 'erect.' The nurse was staring so hard at my 'dick'... But you're not a futanarian, are you, Nurse?"
Ara spotted the futanarian licking her lips, her red eyes piercing right through her.
Throb..! Throb..!
The sight of her aroused cock bobbing aggressively below her protective pregnant belly was utterly alien.
"This thing's pretty big... It grows to 19cm when hard, you know? What do you say, Nurse? Wanna meet up after?"
"N-No! I'm not really into futanarians..."
"Oh- I see. I liked you, Nurse... Oh well."
Thankfully, the pregnant futanarian seemed aware that some normal women were averse to her kind.
"Haa..."
Ara sighed, watching the erect-cocked pregnant woman walk away.
"...Do futanarians at least have a way to spot normal women?"
Lately, she'd been hit on by futanarian pregnant patients or their escorts (husband substitutes). Futanarians had libidos several times stronger than normal men, plus all sorts of kinks. To them, a 'normal woman' like Ara was prime prey.
No laws on futanarians yet... Can't say shit even if they harass you...
With 70% of humanity futanarian and 30% normal women, laws punishing futanarians for harassing normals were on hold. Futanarians had superhuman strength and intellect, dominating society—even the elite were all futanarians now. Why would they make laws against themselves?
"Everyone, take a break~ I got desserts and coffee from near the station~"
The head nurse, a clinic manager, suggested a short rest.
Perfect timing.
Ara, worn out from all the flirts today, stood from her chair after sitting all day and stretched.
Smack-!
"Kyaa?!"
Startled by the slap on her ass, she whipped around.
"Hehe- Whose big ass is this?"
"Hey... You scared me."
"I figured. But Ara, your sensitivity's on point? That scream was sexy as hell?"
"Cut it out. I've been sexually harassed all day already..."
Ara replied in a deflated tone to her friend Da Jeong.
"Huh? I barely got any... Do futanarians go for beauties too?"
"Beauty, my ass..."
Ara muttered with a sunken face at her quirky friend's words, but soon burst into a chuckle.
Her friend Da Jeong had a bright personality opposite her own quiet one—being around her was energizing.
And she's one of the few normal women friends left.
If Da Jeong were futanarian, she might not take the ass-slap or sensitivity joke lightly.
Thud- thud-
"By the way, Ara, you got a boyfriend lately or something?"
"Huh? Boyfriend? What's that out of nowhere?"
Ara blinked in confusion at Da Jeong's sudden question as they walked.
"Well... I saw your ass when I smacked it—it's huge now? Sounds weird, but your hips feel wider too?"
"Don't say that... I'm already worried I've gained weight lately."
Ara recalled how her panties no longer fit and how she'd bought new pants because the seat area was too tight.
"Gained weight? Your top's the same, but just your ass got bigger?"
"No way..."
About to deny it, Ara remembered the mirror in her home bathroom.
Her once modestly fleshy ass had ballooned into a perfect birthing-hip shape, like Photoshop enlarging just that part.
Mom's daughter, so my ass grew suddenly too? What the hell...
It bugged her that only her ass had gotten so lewd.
"That's why I thought~ Maybe Ara got a futanarian girlfriend?"
"How does that connect...?"
"Women who fuck futanarians get asses as big as their dick size, right?"
Flinch..!
Ara froze, trembling at Da Jeong's words.
"Ara?"
Da Jeong called her name, looking puzzled, but...
...Come to think of it, I haven't had my period lately?
But no matter how she racked her brain, she had zero contact with futanarians, let alone sex.
No. No way. Periods skip from nurse stress or sitting too long... And zero chance of rape. Just hospital and home... After work, always with Mom?
"I was joking, but... is it true?"
"No... No. When would I even date?"
"Right? Phew... I thought the quiet cat climbed the wall first and you secretly got a futanarian girlfriend without telling me."
"I've never even dated... Whatever. Let's get dessert. Suddenly craving something sweet."
"Sure!"
Da Jeong replied brightly as Ara rubbed her belly.
Gurgle... Twitch..!
And inside Ara's belly, the baby—Ayoung's child—was starting to take shape, wriggling faintly.
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"Hum hum~ Hum~"
In the quiet living room, a housewife in an apron hummed cheerfully, her skirt-clad ass swaying.
Clink- clink- Jiggle-..! Jiggle-..!
She washed the dishes piled in the sink, peering her massive tits blocking her view.
"Mm... These uselessly huge tits! Such a nuisance. Shoulders ache too."
Setting a dish down, the woman massaged her shoulders.
White sweater on top, modest black knee-length skirt below—yet her overflowing huge breasts and curvaceous ass straining the fabric made Ayoung look utterly obscene.
"Haaah..!"
Vrrr—...!
But there was a special reason her body looked even lewder.
"Haaa..."
Bulge-..!
Her sweater's nipples poked erect through the fabric on both breasts.
Creak—! Creak-!
With no chastity cage or panties in the way, her black horse-like mega-dick—hornily engorged—pushed the front of her skirt with its glans, accentuating her already massive ass.
"Ah..- Mm.. Mmm..!"
Vrrr—..!
And between her anus and balls in her skirt...
Squelch-squelch-squelch-squelch—..! Squish-! Squish-!
A white, bumpy vibrator thrummed deep in her pussy, poking the prostate lump on her vaginal walls.
"Hah.. Hah— Mm..!"
Her body reeked of aroused pheromones—how could it not look slutty?
Vrrr— Clink..
Finishing dishes with the Aneros (prostate stimulator) buzzing inside, Ayoung dried her hands and headed to her room.
Thud- thud- Creak..- Swish-...
She dropped her skirt.
Whoosh-!
As always, the fabric fell, and her glans and shaft snapped straight up front.
"Looks... sufficiently erect."
But Ayoung just gripped and checked her thick erection impassively—no shock like before.
It wasn't erection suppressants messing her up. With black market cut off, she wasn't taking any—and steady sex with daughter Ara kept her sane.
"Alright. Time to bind it..."
Muttering, she hiked up her sweater, exposing her belly.
Squeeze—
"Mm..."
She positioned her thickly erect dick upward against her navel.
Swish— Snap!
She donned strong compression underwear like a waist binder.
Squeeze-..!
"Mm.. Tight..."
Ayoung's slim waist needed no shaper, but nothing restrained her powerful mega-dick better.
Slide-..
She pulled her sweater down over the gray binder bulging with her dick's shape.
Loose-front sweater hid the outline.
Jiggle-..
Her pig-ball-sized nuts still peeked above her pussy mound.
She grabbed stretchy men's triangle swim briefs.
Snap-..!
Pulling the bottom between her balls tucked them up into a slightly large pussy-mound shape.
"Perfect..."
With a satisfied look, Ayoung hiked up her skirt.
Creak— Creak—
Of course, to maintain this, her erection couldn't flag.
Vrrr-..! Creak..! Crunch..!
With her potent libido and constant prostate stimulation, it was effortless for Ayoung.
Thank god I found a way.
Lately, erections were too easy—even chastity cages unlocked from the dick's power. Layering underwear or tape didn't hide the size; she needed a method. Found it on an adult toy site.
Of course, discovering the site was accidental...
- Can't... keep raping Ara... Ara...!
Even with guilt blurred by repeated wet dreams, just 7 days after first using her daughter, Ayoung had scoured sex sites to vent via prostitutes.
- ...No normal women available?
Unlike the black market selling normals easily, legit sites only had futanarians—no normal women.
No... Not futanarians... Never...
Already sinning by secretly raping her daughter against her dead husband's memory, she couldn't stomach adultery-like sex with another dick-bearer.
Squelch—! Squelch—! Squelch—!
- Sorryyy—! Mommy's sorry..!! Cumming... cumming quick!!
Daily, she used sleep aids and condoms on her daughter's body.
Plunge. Plunge. Plunge. Plunge.
Constant vagina muscle relaxant injections?
- Huh..? No shot... but it goes in?
One day, she forgot the relaxant—yet her glans slipped into Ara's pussy.
Pop-..!
She yanked out shocked, but...
Wriggle..— Wriggle—..
As her pussy gaped like post-relaxant then regenerated, 'Maybe?' Ayoung reinserted.
Squelch-! Squelch-! Squelch-!
Spurt——!
- Nnghooo..!!
Condom-filled, she dumped semen in Ara's pussy as usual.
Plop-..!
Even after removing the ballooned condom...
Slide...—
Her everted vaginal walls slipped back in...
If no relaxant needed... Sleep aids and condoms are easy to get...?
...As long as I don't get caught and clean up perfectly, I can keep this up, right?
That thought began slyly creeping from deep in Ayoung's heart.
Beep-beep—
The front door password chime.
"Oh? My daughter's home~"
Ayoung emerged from the master bedroom, delighted.
"Early today?"
"Director said close up early and rest..."
"I see. No dinner yet?"
"Yeah-! Starving weirdly... Feels like a beggar in my belly."
"I'll whip something up quick. Go change and wash up, Princess?"
It looked like a grown daughter coquettishly whining to her kind young mom.
Crunch-..! Creak-..!
But in Mom Ayoung's skirt, the dick trapped in the binder had thickened its veins at the sight of daughter Ara.