A Night Out (Futa/Fem, Muscle)

Story by wildbeyond

Just a new idea I thought up after oogling a picture, so here's the quick first part of the story. I'll have the more exciting part up tonight, maybe sooner if it looks like some are really interested to know more, as much as Jessica is ;3 I'll replace the title with new tags when the second part is up, as I don't want to spoil the surprise of what it will entail :p

Also for more of a visual what inspired my idea of Vella, here's the piece by Gideon. The idea was kinda combined with another picture of his, but it's from his paysite, so I'll leave that one out for now, heh, so just imagine her with plumper lips, bigger tits, and more muscle ;3

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A Night Out: Part 1

Jessica sat the bar of the club, staring into her glass of vodka, ice jingling as she lightly twisted the glass back and forth. She had a hard week, losing her boyfriend to another woman, another woman she knew would end up cheating with another man within a week. Even if he came back, she was done with that bastard. Tonight she was going to drink and hopefully someone would hit on her. A night of unrelenting, passionate, sex, is what she would drown her sorrows in. That and a good drink as she finished the glass.

Turning in the seat, she looked out in the busy club. It was packed tonight, sweating bodies grinding and dancing, booze flowing, it certainly was for her as she ordered another drink, feeling the buzz coming and going beyond that, her face warm as she hoped she could find something good. Certainly she could pull a sexy man, willing to take her, her body was good enough for it. She was skinny, lightly toned with a rump she took extra care of as it builged out, giving her some extra shape that was matched up top with a nice pair of double d's, pushing out the top of the dress as she couldn't be looking more obvious for a romp in bed if she pulled up her dress and showed off her pussy.

What caught her eye wasn't the couple of studs dancing around the middle of the stage, it was someone new walking in from the other end of the stage. While some of the women here were sexy, this one was gorgeous and she knew it. In fact, many noticed her as it was hard not. Calf high black leather boots tapped across the dance floor as she made her way through, not caring who was in her way, as she could do it with ease with her body. She was an amazon, built for power, towering over most in the room, had to be over six and a half, pushing seven, thick, bulging muscle straining what was a pair of latex pants with wide bottoms, stripes cut from the thighs to show off more muscle, what looked like fake tits a hardcore pornstar would have, but inflated even more stuffed into a tightly strung corset. Jessica was amazed they didn't pop out as they nearly were, dark areolas poking out of the top. Even with such muscle, she was the image of feminine beauty with long, ass length hair, died a deep blue, her lips plump and oversized, taking a drag from a cigarette holder she gracefully held between two fingers, smoking slowly wafting from those pillowy lips.

What shocked her and everyone the most was an immense bulge on her inner thigh. What could be confused for muscle, was actually a cock of such flaccid girth, it would shame any men who was rock hard and on viagra. In fact, she thought a horse would be jealous at that kind of thickness. It strained the tight black material so much, it looked ready to burst free and out into the open air as she knew a pair of nuts were stuffed in between them to rival such a monster.

Jessica wasn't one to normally have thoughts of a woman, not that she didn't, even going so far as to suggest a threesome with her ex-boyfriend and another girl, though it didn't happen. But this...She could get a man, but no man would have a cock like that. Suddenly she realized that she had been staring the whole time at her as she walked in and she was walking straight at her. Her face flushed red and she began to squirm, suddenly turning away as she didn't want to be noticed, the amazon thinking her a pervert or something, not that she could help it with a dick and pair of tits like she had.

Then the woman sat down next to her, latex clothing creaking, her bulging arms gloved with latex up to the bicep. She just nodded to the bartender who quickly brought her a stiff drink, one she sipped lightly as she pulled her cigarette out of the holder and put in a fresh one, turning to Jessica with her plump lips suckling on the stem of the holder.

"Light, sweetie?" She was biting on the holder, lips curling to one side as her voice was strong, yet inviting, a voice that could make a man hard just reading a book. Jessica stammered at first, the booze starting to affect her as she quickly dug into her purse, pulling out her own light, sparking it after a few failed attempts before bringing it to to the cigarette and getting going, the woman t

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