Chapter 3: Futa’s First Naughty Award

April 17th, 2047

“So I think everyone in the audience and watching live around the world is interested in who won, Becky,” Adelia, the talk show host interviewing me, asked. “Which one of the three finalists impressed you the most?”

“Well, it wasn’t an easy decision,” I said. “All three of them blew me away with their talent portion of the contests. They were all so eager to win and be crowned Ms. Bred 2019. Their horny and pregnant bodies quivered to please me.”

“So that’s what it came down to?” she asked. “Which of them made you cum the hardest in the toy portion?”

I smiled at Adelia. “Well, they all made me cum hard during the talent contest for different reason. I mean, Cass’s amazing control of her pectoral muscles to make her tits bounce and squirt breast milk was amazing. And Sabrina’s angelic voice, belting out one of the hardest songs to sing while having toys buzzing inside her pussy and asshole ... Well, that was a sight to behold.”

“And she was kind enough to share her toys, too,” added Adelia. “It’s called the Sabrina Rule, right. Where the contestants can’t give sex toys to the judges to try and influence them.”

“Mr. Mondale implemented it for the second year,” I said. “I think he was just jealous he wasn’t given a vibrator.”

Adelia laughed at that, a genuine sound bursting from her lips. She leaned over, her tits jiggling in her dress, moving in such inviting ways.

My futa-cock was so hard. I was looking forward to the upcoming commercial break. I needed another cum. Enjoying my wife’s asshole before the last break was great, but ... talking about my life was just so exciting.

It just kept me hard all the time.

“And, of course, Jacki gave that amazing magic show,” Adelia continued when she regained her composure. “She proved how skilled she was with sex toys.”

“I still don’t know how she switched the egg vibrators,” I said. “I know I pushed a blue one into her cunt with my girl-dick and then pulled out a red one a moment later.” I shuddered, remembering that wicked delight. “That’s what makes stage magicians so much fun. And, yes, she was skilled with toys.

“They all were.”

“So whose idea was it to have the finale come down to the three remaining contestants to please you with their favorite sex toys?” Adelia patted my thigh. Heat rippled up my skin to my pussy. Then it throbbed up to my futa-dick tenting the front of my skirt. “You?”

“Mr. Mondale,” I said. “He knew it would be a huge rating boon advertising that you’d get to see me fuck the three finalist. The advertising rates he charged alone made us both rich.”

Adelia leaned closer, her hand stroking higher up my thigh. Her eyes had a naughty glint in them. “So, why did you vote for the winner?”

“Because she infected me with her enthusiastic charm,” I purred, licking my lips.

March 23rd, 2019

“So the rules for the toy demonstration are simple,” purred Karissa Walmsley. Last year’s Miss Universe held her pregnant belly, covered by her silver dress, with both hands as she faced the audience. “The three remaining finalist have each selected their favorite sex toys. They’re going to use them on Becky Woodward. Then she and the other two judges will select the one they think pleased our naughty futa the most.”

Applause thundered through the Dolby Theater in Los Angeles. I shivered, listening to it, my futa-dick so hard beneath my little, black dress. I rose once more from the judges table and strutted out onto the stage on my heels, feeling so glamorous. This was the same stage that the Oscars were held. In the year-and-a-half since I became the world’s first futa, it never really hit me just how powerful having a girl-dick was.

The audience loved me. Many were women, their desire for me sweeping over the stage. I heard my fellow cheerleaders whooping in the front row. They were here to support Mei Wen, a Chinese girl on our squad, who made the event but was disqualified in the first round.

Now they were just eager to watch me have my fun.

“Mmm, Becky,” Karissa said, her right arm slipping around my waist and pulling me against the swell of her pregnancy. She wasn’t showing as much as the contestants, but it still made my dick throb knowing my daughter grew inside of her. “I bet you’re just excited.”

“Can’t you tell?” I asked, glancing down at my clit-dick tenting the front of the skirt. “I’ve been looking forward to this all night. It’s not often that women bust out their toy collection to please me.”

“Too busy working their fertile pussies up and down your cock to do much else?” Karissa asked, her voice throaty. I remembered meeting her four months ago and how the caramel-skinned, mixed race beauty queen exploded on my girl-dick.

“Yep.”

“Good thing you’ve already bred all the finalists so they concentrate on pleasing other parts of you.”

The crowd whooped again.

My cheeks actually blushed. I didn’t think I could still blush, but right now, before them all, a surprisingly virginal wave of nervousness washed through me. My stomach gave a little turn even as my pussy grew hotter. Juices trickled down my thighs. I was eager for this to start while hoping I didn’t make a fool of myself before the world as the cameras broadcast this live.

It wasn’t on one of the big networks, but on cable where the FCC couldn’t object.

“So, who are you leaning towards?” Karissa asked.

“It’s a close race right now,” I said. “But ... Jacki did let me fuck her asshole.”

Karissa gave a wicked laugh. “Which was so naughty of her. You almost ruined her magic trick with your horny cock.”

“It was her fault for inviting me to thrust my dick into her pregnant snatch,” I said, my cock twitching.

“Mmm, it was,” she said, her hand around my waist slipping up my dress. “Now we need to get you naked.”

I shivered as the beauty queen’s hand slid up my naked back to the ties of my dress behind my neck. With my blonde hair piled on my right side and spilling down my cleavage, she didn’t have any obstruction. In moments, her deft fingers had it open and the top fell away to expose my round breast.

“Mmm, I love these tits,” Karissa said, her free hand gasping my right mound. She squeezed it and shook it at the crowd. “Don’t you?”

The crowd roared their agreement, their lust washing over me. It was a powerful wave that had me shivering. Then I gasped as Karissa leaned over and sucked on my nipple. Her tongue swirled around it, making me quiver.

Her lips popped off after a moment. “Mmm, just getting you warmed up for the finalist.”

“Mmm, you got me boiling,” I groaned then gasped as she worked off my skirt down my hips, the fabric rubbing on the sensitive tip of my girl-dick. Pleasure flowed down my shaft to my pussy. “Ooh, Karissa, that’s nice.”

“So’s this,” the pregnant beauty queen purred and grabbed my girl-dick. She stroked up and down it. “Mmm, the finalists are lucky to get to enjoy this.”

I nodded my head in agreement as I stepped out of my little, black dress. I stood naked save for my heels before the world. With Karissa’s hand stroking up and down my dick, the virginal nervousness vanished. This wasn’t my first time having sex live on the air.

Not by a long shot.

The stage lights blazed brighter, spotlights flooding down to illuminate behind me. I turned and smiled at the bed on a round dais. It slowly rotated, not fast to be distracting to the pregnant contestant and me, but enough so the crowd and the world could see us at so many different angles.

Cass Alymer stood naked by the bed, her collection of toys on a small nightstand also on the platform. Karissa broke away from me and sauntered to the pregnant contestant with the large breasts. The black-hair contestant had a big smile on her face as she rubbed her swollen belly.

“So, what have you brought to play with Becky?” she asked as I lightly stroked my futa-cock.

“Lots and lots of vibrators,” Cass said, a big grin spreading on her lips. “Including ones for her nipples.”

“Fan of nipple play?” Karissa asked.

“Always. And now that my milk has come in, well, it’s an exciting delight.” She hefted her own left breast, brought her fat, dusky-pink nipple to her mouth, and suckled from it. She moaned as she tasted her own creamy treat.”

My mouth watered.

“And I see you have several ben wa balls,” Karissa added.

Cass popped her own nipple out of her mouth. “Mmm, yes, we’re going to have fun with those.”

“I bet you are.” Karissa glanced at me as she backed away. “Enjoy, you two.”

“Yes,” I groaned and advanced on Cass, my pussy on fire. So much naughty fun.

Cass caught me in an embrace the moment I mounted the rotating dais. Her pregnant belly pressed into my stomach as she kissed me hard. Her tongue danced with mine, her mouth nibbling and teasing. I shuddered, squirming against her, my stomach caressing hers. I tasted something sweet and melony, like cantaloupe.

Breast milk.

Cass broke the kiss and smiled. “Mmm, just slide onto the bed, and I will take care of everything, Becky.”

“I’m putty in your hands,” I moaned as I sank onto the bed.

She grabbed a pair of small, cylindrical vibrators, shorter than my pinky finger, but also wider. Which one had surgical tape already on them, ready to be attached. I shivered as she positioned each one over my nipples, smoothing the tape down to hold them in place. The cool plastic caressed them. She pushed buttons on top.

Buzzing delight teased my nipples. I let out a wanton moan, my pussy growing hotter and hotter as I squirmed on the bed. It was such a tease, my dick throbbing to the puling vibration. She grabbed two more vibrators, also cylindrical, but larger.

“Now these are for your cock,” she said, grabbing an elastic band and bringing the toys to my dick.

“Really?” I asked.

“They’re meant for men, but I think we can improvise,” she purred.

“Do you like to use these on the men in your life?”

“While I suck on their balls or lick their assholes.” Cass gave me a wink. “But with a futanari, why, I’ll have to play with your pussy, instead.”

My snatch clenched in delight.

She pressed both toys against my cock and put the band around them. It held them in place. She hit the buttons on both, and they came to life. I groaned, the vibrations even more intense against my cock then my nipples.

My dick’s tip and frenulum drank in the buzzing bliss. The electricity churned by those naughty toys met the sparks jolting from my nipples. The sensations all mixed inside my hot pussy. I trembled, rubbing my thighs together while she grabbed the ben walls.

“This is such wondrous torture,” I groaned, my futa-dick twitching, aimed right at my breasts.

“Mmm, and it’s about to get better,” the pregnant woman purred as she knelt between my thighs. She stared at my blonde bush, the ben wall balls in hand. They were a swirl of clearly crimson and pure diamond, the red almost milky at times. They were connected by a string.

She pushed the first ball against the entrance of my pussy, teasing me. My dick twitched, drinking in the buzzing vibrators. I whimpered, squirming my hips. My hands found my breasts, squeezing them, brushing the surgical tape holding the humming toys against my nubs.

It felt incredible.

She pushed the ben wa ball against my pussy. I gasped as my soaked labia stretched and stretched to accommodate it. The sphere was wider than any toy I’d put in there. I groaned, my pussy swallowing the first ball. I felt in inside of me as I squirmed, adding its own delight to the pleasure building in me.

Then she pressed the second one against my pussy lips.

“Cass,” I whimpered as my twat swallowed ball number two. I had two of them in me, stretching my cunt to her limit. I wiggled, my futa-dick swaying as it thrust out above my stomach. “Ooh, that’s naughty.”

“Mmm, and it’s about to get better,” she purred, leaning down. I felt her breath on my pussy, hot and teasing, as she worked the third ben wa ball into me.

I groaned at it nuzzling at my pussy lips. Her tongue lapped at my folds around it as she wiggled it into me. The other two balls filled me up and ... and ... she managed to pop the third one in while her tongue fluttered up and down my slit.

The vibrators felt like they hummed faster as her tongue danced up and down my pussy lips. My cunt clenched around the ben wall balls. I shuddered, squirming. Her tongue caressed my labia, gathering my sweet juices flowing out of me.

“Oh, Becky, you taste so good,” moaned Cass as she licked again. “Mmm, just so yummy.”

“Uh-huh,” I moaned, not sure what to say. I jiggled my breasts, the vibrators shifting as they buzzed away against my nipples. My dick throbbed more and more. The buzzing bliss brought me closer and closer to my orgasm.

As the ache built at the tip of my girl-cock, the vibrators humming against my sensitive crowns felt even more intense. I gasped, fingers digging into my tits. I whimpered, back arching. I felt the cameras and the audience watching me in breathless anticipation.

“Oh, my god, Cass,” I groaned, my cunt clenching down on those ben wa balls. “This is ... This is amazing. Ooh, you’re just so naughty!”

“Uh-huh,” she moaned.

Then she tugged.

I gasped as all three ben wa balls were ripped out of my pussy. My labia spread wide as they jerked out. The rapture sent a surged through me. My pussy transmitted this delight right to the tip of my futa-cock.

“Cass!” I cried out as my futa-cock erupted.

Hot cum spurted up my body. Blast after blast of jizz splashed along my round tits, spilling over the surgical tape and the vibrators. Cass licked at my snatch, gathering up the pussy cream flowing out of me as I bucked on the bed.

The vibrators kept my dick erupting. The stimulation on my cumming cock only sent more rapture into me. More and more jizz flowed out of me as I bucked on the bed. I gasped and cried out. The ecstasy washed across my brains.

“Mmm, yes,” the busty, pregnant contestant purred. She licked at my pussy again. “You just want more! You want to enjoy my pussy.”

“Yes!” I gasped as she sat up and grabbed a green dildo off the table. It had a curved shaft, ending at a blunt hook. She slammed it into my cunt.

The curving upward tip caressed my pussy walls. Making me shudder. She just gave me a naughty grin as she pulled off the vibrators around my cock. I whimpered, wanting more stimulation to ripple down my cock. She moved, her belly heaving as she went to straddle me.

Before she did, she turned on the vibrator in my pussy.

“Holy fucking shit!” I gasped, shocked by what I felt. It didn’t just buzz, though that felt incredible, it also rotated.

I shuddered as the rounded tip spun inside of me. Not fast, but it was incredible as it teased me. It stirred me up. Cass grinned at me as she straddled me. I whimpered, her pillowy breasts swaying, her hand guiding my futa-dick to her shaved, pregnant pussy.

I gasped as her thick, butterfly-like labia kissed my futa-dick. Those engorged petals engulfed my dick in her warmth. I shuddered as she slid down my body, engulfing me in her heat while quivering in delight. My nipples throbbed, still teased by the vibrations.

“Mmm, now isn’t that nice?” she asked, leaning over me, her breasts dangling towards me. Milk beaded her dusky-pink nipples.

I seized her tits and moaned, “Uh-huh.” I licked my lips, staring at those creamy droplets. “Just amazing.”

“Go ahead,” she moaned as she slid her pussy up my shaft, her cunt clenching down my clit-dick. “Nurse. Enjoy yourself, Becky.”

Pleasure racing through my body, I lifted my head and latched onto her right nipple. My lips formed a tight seal. I suckled. Her treat squirted. Hot, creamy, sweet breast milk splashed across my tongue. I whimpered as I enjoyed the delicious taste. It melted on my mouth.

I gulped it down, my cunt clenching down on the rotating dildo. I whimpered, squeezing her breast tight. More breast milk squirted into my hungry mouth. I swallowed the treat as fast as I could. She groaned, working her snatch up and down my dick, squeezing and massaging my clit-dick with her silky flesh. The bottom swell of her pregnant belly rubbed against my stomach as she rode me.

The bed creaked. Cameras moved around us, capturing us for the world to enjoy as the bed slowly rotated. I groaned, my toes curling. The vibrators buzzed against my nipples. The naughty dildo churned my pussy to a hot froth.

My ovaries swelled, the pressure building and building in me as she worked her cunt faster and faster up and down my dick. Her silky pussy worked faster and faster. Her moans echoed through the air as I nursed from her mouth.

Her breast milk coated my tongue. My throat. The warmth poured down my belly and spread through my body.

“Oh, yes, yes, yes, Becky!” she groaned. “I’ve missed this cock so much! Ooh, yes. You’re going to cum so hard in my pregnant pussy, aren’t you?”

I could only moan about her nipple as I suckled again.

Her hands stroked my blonde hair as she bounced faster and faster on me. She worked that silky, bred pussy up and down my dick. She swiveled her hips and stirred around inside of me while her dildo rotated in my snatch. That massaging tip caressed different parts of me as I squirmed.

“Ooh, you’re going to make me cum, Becky!” she whimpered. “I’m so horny all the time. And now you’re in me. You’re nursing from me! And the world ... Oh, god, the world’s watching.”

“Yes, we are,” purred Karissa. “Cum like the little pregnant slut you are, Cass.”

Cass slammed her pussy down my cock. Her pregnant belly rubbed into my flat stomach as she heaved. Her pussy convulsed, spasming about my cock. Her back arched, ripping her nipple out of my hungry mouth.

“Yes, yes, yes!” she gasped, squirming above me. Her moans sang across the stage as the pleasure shot through me. “Becky! Cum in me!”

“I will!” I moaned as she worked her convulsing snatch up and down my dick. My nipples throbbed. My pussy clenched on the rotating dildo. All these sensations shot through me, mixing and warring, driving me wild.

Her silky, convulsing snatch engulfed my cock. My dick throbbed. I unloaded into her bred depths. My body shuddered. My tits heaved as I cried out in orgasmic rapture. Pleasure surged out of me, boiling into her juicy cunt.

My mouth popped off her nipple as the pleasure spasmed my body. My pussy convulsed, sending waves of rapture to mix with the pulses of ecstasy jolting from my futa-cock. I pumped her pregnant snatch full of so much cum while the exciting flavor of her breast milk lingered on my lips.

“Becky!” she whimpered as her pussy wrung out the last drops of my futa-spunk.

“Mmm, Cass, that was delicious,” I groaned, lost in a daze. “Thank you for sharing all your favorite toys with me.”

She beamed at me, holding her pregnant belly.

As I recovered, Sabina came out naked with her tray full of naughty objects. She came up to Karissa, the beauty queen letting out a naughty gasp of surprise. “Well, look at what you brought, Sabrina. Who’s going to be tied up?”

Tied up?

“Since Becky fucked me in front of my boyfriend, Tavon, and bred me, we learned he enjoys being cuckolded. We’ve been having a lot of fun with that. And, well, we’ve found it’s even hotter when I’m tied up and being fucked by a strong man while he watches in the corner.” She turned and blew a kiss towards the side of the stage.

I blinked, noticing the Black man sitting there. The quarterback for the University of Oregon’s Ducks had thick dreadlocks that fell about his ebony face. He wore a suit, cutting a dashing figure in it. My dick throbbed. I would get to cuckold him.

“So I want Becky to do that to me,” Sabrina continued. The caramel-skinned, mixed-race beauty trembled beside Karissa, her naked ass wiggling at me. “I brought all my favorite BDSM paraphernalia.” She held up a leather strap. “I especially love being spanked while giving a blowjob. I’m just such a naughty girl.”

“I’ll say,” Karissa said. She looked over her shoulder at the bed and me sitting their naked, my futa-dick throbbing hard again. “Well, I think Becky’s recovered from what Cass did to her. Your turn to rock her world.”

“Mmm, yes,” Sabrina said.

Her round breasts jiggled as she rolled her table towards the slowly rotating dais. I trembled as she had such a smoky look on her face. She walked with that sexy, pregnant waddle, leaning back slightly, her swollen belly thrust before her. I licked my lips, my futa-dick aching. I’d never done this before, but I was willing to try.

Sabrina lifted her tray onto the dais and joined it. Then she knelt on the bed and put her hand behind me. “Mistress Becky, please tie me up and fuck me while my boyfriend watches. Use my body! Make me your slut while he sits there and let’s you use me!”

Her boyfriend groaned.

I didn’t blame him. Those words made my dick ache and throb.