Chapter 3

Author’s note: This futanari story contains elements of incest, impregnation. Have fun.

Maddi eased her bedroom door open and slipped inside. The muscles in her back crunched and popped as she tried to stretch her worn shoulders. She made yawning sigh— the kind meant to push the stress from her tired lungs. Her hand fumbled against the smooth, painted wall before she found the light switch. Then her hand was quick to cover her face to shield the flash of light. When her eyes adjusted, they focused on Savannah’s tawny bare foot poking out from the layers of blankets. Maddi pressed her thumb against the arch of the girl’s warm sole and massaged it in a slow, rhythmic circle. Savannah eased her light moan from her lips as she stirred.

With groggy eyes, she sat up, turning towards Maddi and squinting. “Hey, Maddi.” She smiled through her full, pouty lips. Savannah’s frizzled and kinky hair stood 6 inches off her head. The distraught young student usually wrapped her head at night to prevent this issue. But the tiny fetus, the baby pulsing, twitching, and growing inside her came to the forefront of her thoughts. “MADDI!” She flung her arms around her friend and sobbed.

Maddi sat to embraced Savannah, rubbing the crying girl’s naked back as her frame trembled. Her nimble fingers worked up underneath the tufts of matted hair to caress the tense muscles in Savannah’s neck.

Savannah arched her neck backward and blew a warm cooing breath against Maddi’s cheek. The simple touch from the girl that knocked her up calmed her quivering nerves. Savannah trailed faint kisses, soft presses of those plump, tender lips against Maddi’s cold skin. Maddi turned towards her, and their lips met with a few clumsy kisses.

“Mmm...” Maddi moaned. She took her time, flicking her tongue against the warmth of Savannah’s mouth. Her stomach fluttered with excitement as the sweet taste of girly saliva trickled down her throat. She pulled away, smiling, a thick rope of spit joined their hers and Savannah’s pouty lips. “Sorry, I kept you waiting so long.” She cooed. “My sister can be such a pain.”

“I understand.” Savannah nodded. Her voice always ended in an airy twang of the South that made Maddi smile. “But not really since I’m an only child.” She moved towards the center of the bed to give Maddi room to lay flat. She watched Maddi’s pupils widen as her naked body came into view. “I just can’t seem to get comfortable.”

Maddi’s heart skipped a beat once Savannah’s light caramel complexion came into view full. She drank in every curve that complimented each of her chocolate areola and flawless skin. As much as Maddi resisted “falling for” any of her targets, she could hardly deny the raw attraction she felt for Savannah. “It’s okay.” Maddi smiled. “That body is why we’re in so much trouble.” She unbuttoned her blouse.

“You’re gonna blame me?” Savannah smiled and brushed her backhand against the light wisps of ebony hair between her legs. “I’m flattered, Maddi.” She blushed before turning her head away. “I really messed up this time.”

“What do you mean?” Maddi let her tights and skirt fall to the carpet with a muffled plop. Her nakedness hung in flaccid modesty for a moment before she slid between the covers.

“Breaking my purity promise to my grandparents— to God.” Savannah caressed her hardening stomach. “I went from zero to sixty, and I’m getting a baby out of the deal.”

“True. These aren’t the ideal circumstances.” Maddi cradled Savannah’s head close to her breast. “But believe me when I say you’ve got a miracle baby growing inside you.”

Savannah looked up. Her brown eyes softened when they locked with Maddi’s icy, cold irises. “Yes.” She smiled. “Of course. I just can’t believe you’re not a boy. But I guess enough of you is a boy for me to like it.”

The comparison made Maddi wince. Although she often felt conflicted about her gender identity, it added frustration to the deal. It was difficult enough to find her own way in the world, let alone with the unwavering demands of society. Her motivation to populate the world with futas was clear— to make it a more sustainable place for Maddi, her sister, and their kind.

‘One day.’ Maddi thought as she shut her heavy eyelids.

“Uggghnnnh!” Savannah let loose a relaxing groan as she arched her back. Her satisfying moan dripped off her lips while Maddi worked her cock deeper inside Savannah’s dripping cunt. Just like the first time, their girly innocent kisses trailed down to their tender breasts. Before long, Savannah was on her back, thighs spread for the thrusting. The rest was history.

While only the second time she let a cock inside her, Savannah ground her hips on Maddi like a pro. She buried her face in a pillow as she pushed back. Her heated grunts muffled by the cushion made the fabric hot. She reached between her legs to find her pulsing clit— it burned for release. Savannah pinched the swollen hood and wailed in sweet agony. Savannah discovered masturbation at an early age, but could never seem to indulge without hampering guilt.

But now she moaned as her fingers squeezed her love-button. Maddi’s cock slid through her virgin slit with ease. Savannah was thankful Maddi’s cock was on the small side of 4 inches. Any bigger and she’d be screaming. At it was, her chest, topped with pert B-cup breasts heaved under Maddi’s frantic thrusts.

Maddi’s tiny balls slapped against Savannah’s tanned cheeks as she fucked her from behind. She panted with short, shallow breath. Her lungs burned with the stress of more exercise than she typically engaged. She slowed her pace to savor the moment. Her shaft pulsed under the warmth of Savannah’s tightness. Maddi winced when Savannah’s pussy clamped down on her. She grabbed the girl’s shapely hips and filled her over— she laid her full weight on Savannah, burying her shaft deep. They shared a sweaty, salty kiss, and Maddi pumped on. Tingles of pleasure rippled in her crotch and rose up to her pole. A piercing whined, strained Maddi’s throat as she came. Her potent fluid gushed from her jerking cock in two fat globs—it filled Savannah’s petite fertile womb twice over. Her tiny pink toes dug into the mattress as her body crashed back to earth.