Second Story Side Story: Years Later, After Ravaging My Precious Daughter with a Black Monster Cock...
Several years had passed since the Futanarian Incident erupted.
"Should we go to that parfait shop from yesterday?"
"Yeah~ honey! We're almost there!"
"Director, this is the business trip site, but that meeting location..."
Even after the unprecedented catastrophe that wiped out half of humanity, the voids left by men had mostly been filled. This was largely thanks to the exceptional labor power of Futanarians—women fused with men's strength—and the fact that their firstborn children grew at twice the speed of ordinary humans.
"Ahhn... honey... should we hit a motel?"
"In broad daylight?"
"You don't wanna?"
"No... it's not that it's bad, but..."
On top of that, Futanarians' sex drives and breeding urges were on par with wild beasts. In this way, Earth society, now dominated by Futanarians, was running more smoothly than anyone expected.
Vrooom—
Thud-thud— thud-thud—
Vehicles zipped by on paved streets bustling with busy people.
Click-clack—
White high heels and a sleek gray sleeveless dress.
"Hm...?"
A stunning beauty in a white blouse and long wavy hair glanced around the street.
Taxi stand... gone?
Park Ayoung, a housewife checking her smartphone for a taxi stand to the department store.
Grab—!
"Oh?"
"Mom! What's up?"
A woman sidled up naturally beside her, linking arms. A ponytail reaching down her back, blue jacket.
Swish—
Below that, gray leggings shamelessly showcased her enormous, perfectly birthing hips.
"No taxi? We can just take the bus, right?"
Jo Ara, in her casual outfit complete with black sneakers, flashed a bright smile at Ayoung.
"But if we take the bus... other Futanarians will stare at our daughter."
That was Ayoung's worry. Whether from their constant sex, Ara's hips had developed freakishly—flawless side fat, undercurve, and a rounded top, the ultimate birthing ass optimized for rear entry. Just walking the streets made Futanarians drool and gawk.
Wobble— wobble—
If Ara were a Futanarian, the faint pheromones in her scent would ward them off. But pregnancy prevented parasitic dick infestation, and she didn't want it anyway, so she remained a normal woman.
To lustful Futanarians, a curvy ordinary woman like her was irresistible drool-bait. She'd been hit on several times lately, even nearly kidnapped—saved only by Ayoung, "Arthur," or some mystery helper (probably Ara herself...).
Squish—
But pressing her breasts against Ayoung's arm, Ara chirped, "Pfft! With such an awesome wife by my side, what's there to worry about? Hehe."
Ayoung looked fragile—slim arms and legs despite her chest, hips, and thighs—hardly a protector.
"Whew— damn, sis, that body's killer!"
"Look at that ass... so juicy—!"
Just then, tanned blonde delinquent girls passing by whistled at Ara, throwing catcalls.
Bzzz—
Red glowing eyes of aroused Futanarians, no hiding it.
Bulge—!
Hotpants on tattooed thighs ballooned obscenely, flaunting erections.
"Sis— ditch the prim lady next to ya and play with us?"
"Our dicks are huge too, heh!"
One mimed fucking, the other leered like a sleazy uncle.
Ara smirked, pressing closer to Ayoung. "My mom's not prim."
"Huh? She's just a total housew..."
The twintail blonde glanced at Ayoung, about to say "housewife."
Bzzzzz——
'Wha...?'
The world went black for a split second—only Ayoung's blood-red eyes piercing through the hallucination.
"Aaa... aa..."
"Hey, hey?! What's wrong?"
Her sidetail friend shook violently, terrified. The other panicked, grabbing her.
What the hell did she see...?
The sidetail delinquent glanced toward Ayoung.
"'Housewife,' huh? You can't talk to my sis like that, right?"
Ayoung smiled sweetly, half-lidded—pretty face, killer body, married vibe.
Sway—
"Uh...?"
But then, a glimpse of something long and thick bulging at her crotch froze her.
What the fuck is that...? Did I see wrong?
Rubbing her eyes, she looked again.
Sway— sway—
Arm-thick cock swaying blatantly. The delinquent shrieked.
"Eek... eek! It ain't even hard yet...!!"
Overwhelmed by alpha-male defeat, she hid her crotch, clamped her thighs, helped her friend, and fled.
"Weird kids... come say hi then run off."
Ayoung muttered at the fleeing Futanarians. Truth was, she hadn't planned to scold the young girls harshly—just a motherly "don't do bad things!" lecture. But her innate Futanarian superiority scared off the weak dicks.
"Hehe— probably 'cause of Mom's this?"
Stroke. Stroke.
Ara reached out, caressing Ayoung's cock bulge.
"H-Hey! People everywhere—what if someone sees you petting Mom's dick...?"
Ayoung blushed, glancing around, scolding her.
Futanarians subtly flaunting wasn't weird here—as long as not fully exposed.
Someone might see...!
Years into their romance, Ayoung still wore no binder, letting it swing free under clothes—but she felt shy showing off her mutant superiority.
Prim and pure by nature, parading her eye-catching black behemoth embarrassed her.
- Eek... what... what's that dick?
- How's a sweet face packing that monster...
Terrified Futanarian shrieks, or
- Slurp... haa... getting pounded by that dick...
- I'd lose my mind for sure...
Lustful stares from normal women or submissive Futas made Ayoung blush, hiding her crotch behind bags or hands.
"So what? Mom's dick is proudly parade-worthy anywhere!"
Ara thought differently.
The mighty cock that knocked me up so many times. It's mine~ hehe!
So dominant no other Futanarian dared touch— she wanted to hike the skirt and show it off.
Squeeze— squeeze—
"Hah... hah..."
Ara gripped the shaft, breathing ragged with excitement.
"Mom... skip the department store? Find somewhere nearby to rest... like a motel..."
"What're you saying...? We said shopping today. If we go to a motel, we'll end up..."
Ara's seductive purr recalled their honeymoon—24/7 sex, zero sightseeing. Ayoung grumbled helplessly.
"But this seems to wanna motel."
Throb— throb—!
Ara's grip hardened the cock, tenting the skirt.
"Ah... aaa...!"
This dick's hopeless...!
Touch it anytime, anywhere—it erects. Ayoung floundered.
"Ufufu..."
Thud-thud—
Ara stepped in front, smirking, glans peeking through fabric.
Slide—
Like a witch on broom, she slotted the erection between her thighs.
Stroke— stroke— squish—!
Firm thighs and plump mound teasing the shaft top—
"Nee? Mom? Let's rest nearby... quick fuck~ okay?"
Head back, arms around Ayoung's neck—pure female temptation.
Aah...
"Hooo...!! Hoo...!!"
Ayoung's eyes glowed red, face melting, breaths heaving.
Throb— throb— gulp— gulp—
Veins bulging visibly, she swallowed dryly.
"M-Maybe...? Quick motel sesh... ah, no—two! Hell, three while we're at it! Then shopping?"
"Good thinking, Mom."
Bodies pressed tight, they sought a nearby spot to fuck.
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A deserted park restroom. Once marked female ♀, now ♀+♂ fused into Futanarian only.
Weekday midday—dead quiet inside.
Slurp— schlop— schlop—!
From a firmly shut stall door in the corner.
Schluuurp— schloooop— chup— chup— brrt..!!
"Haa... haa...! Ara..."
"Mmm... Mommm..."
The two beauties French-kissed fiercely, tongues entwined.
Ayoung and Ara—mother-daughter, wives.
They'd aimed for a motel, but...
- M-Mom! My leggings are soaked down there...!
- Mine too... pre-cum's ruining the skirt...!
Swelling arousal and gushing fluids forced a hasty fuck spot: this public restroom.
Unhygienic, unromantic? Didn't matter.
Schluuurp— schloooop—
"Ehheuaah..."
Ara aggressively tongued while hugging Ayoung.
Stroke—!
Ayoung rubbed her throbbing black glans on Ara's belly.
Squelch— squelch—
Dripping genitals—they'd fuck any hole with any cock.
Schloooop—
Drool—
Ara broke the kiss, saliva stringing.
Yank—!
Hands down, yanking leggings.
Sliiiide—!
Milky thighs exposed—no panties.
Squelch—
Just a puffy, soaked pussy squished in ass fat, reeking of slutty female musk.
Wink— wink—
And a shamelessly winking pink asshole, bred for sex.
"Aahn— Mom, shove it in quick—! Pussy's begging, can't hold back~!"
Bent over doggy, ass wiggle, hand between legs—
Spread—!
Pink labia parted.
Twitch— twitch—!
Inner walls contracting, pink nubs pulsing... dripping clear nectar.
Drip— drip—
Gulp—!
Ayoung's red eyes bulged at the hole.
Throb—!!
"Hah...! Hah...!"
Gripping her raging shaft, inching brutal glans forward.
Drip... drip...
Wink—!
Pre-cum drooling crimson glans neared the pulsing hole—
Squelch—!
Tip kissing entrance—
—Slooooosh—!!
"Aaaahn...!!"
Tight hole stretched around thick glans—
Squelch— shloooop!
"Hnnngh...!!"
Devouring the flare.
Gurgle— gurgle—!
"Nngh...!! Ngh...!"
Just the head—yet pussy walls kneaded it whole.
Wink— wink—!
Gaping hole made asshole gape lewdly.
Slap—!!
Alpha gripped soft ass—
"Nngh!! Grraah...!!"
Thrusting hips forward.
Squelch— shlooooop—!!
Black shaft invaded.
Shloop—!! Shloop—!! Gurgle—!!
"Aaheeeek...!!"
Hot, sloppy walls sucked it in with vise pressure, swallowing pulsing meat.
Smack—!!
"Eugh... nngh?! Gh...!"
Snapped to—ass cheeks kissing pubes, fully hilted.
Gurgle-gurgle-gurgle—!!
Thin folds and thick nodules rippled the entire length.
"Hyaaaaahk...!!"
Squirt—!! Squirt—!!
Ara climaxed on insertion alone—milk spraying from tits, gripping toilet lid.
Perfect squeeze, hypnotic sight.
“M-Mooom...”
Glancing back—flushed, teary face.
Grab— yank—!
Ponytail gripped.
Squelch—!! Stab—!
"Eek...!?"
Thumb in asshole, fingers clamping cheek.
"Aaahk—!! Hngk...!!"
"Haaaak...!! Nngh...!!"
Genitals fused, bodies steaming with heat, moaning duo.
Soon, from the locked stall—
Slam—!! Slam—!! Slam—!!!
Smack—!! Smack—!! Smack—!!
"Haaaang—!! Aaang—!! Aaang—!! Haaahk—!! Eheheuk—!!"
Splat—!! Splat—!! Splat—!!
"Oook—!! Oooh—!!! Hogoooook—!! Oot—!!"
Spurt—!! Gurlgle—!!! Blooooorp—!!!
Gush—!! Gush—!!
Smack! Smack! Smack!
Beastly rutting echoed nonstop.
“Haa... haa... sh-should we... head home?”
"Y-Yeah... Mom... hng... but my legs are jelly..."
When they emerged, night had fallen pitch black.
Hiss—...
The stall door smeared yellow-white, steaming.
Bubble-bubble-bubble—
Toilet lid brimmed with boiling cum.