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Futa on female, mind control, pregnant

I was balls deep in Mrs. Haywood from next door, seed churning as I got ready to bust my nut in her juicy cunt. She was bent over the kitchen table with me from behind, just how she liked it, when the garage door opened and her husband walked in. For a second I stopped and just stared at him. Despite all that's happened, a part of me still expected rage and a jealous husband ready to beat me up. But of course, that's not what happened.

Instead, he tapped his foot and stared at us. "Look, how much longer is this going to take? We're going to be late." I looked down at Mrs. Haywood, my cock still rock hard inside of her. A year ago I probably would have lost my erection if I was trying to have sex in front of someone else, but by now I had a healthy (ok, more than healthy) streak of exhibitionism in me, and my hardon didn't so much as waver. She looked up at me, panting and still moving slightly back and forth on my cock, her magnificent breasts heaving (seriously. REALLY nice tits). "How much... longer... Sally?" She let out little moans between each word. I just shrugged. "Just a couple of minutes, Mr. Haywood. I won't be long." And then I started hammering back into her, aiming for quick over quality.

He just rolled his eyes and went back out to wait again in the car. A couple of minutes later his wife came hard, vagina clamping hard down on me, and with a groan I nutted deep in her. I helped her up - she didn't bother cleaning herself, and a dark part of me loved watching her stumble unsteadily out to the car with my cum dripping down her legs. Idly, I wondered if this fuck would be the one that knocked her up.

But I guess I'm getting way ahead of myself. Let me go back to the beginning.

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I've got two things special about me nowadays. One I was born with - my cock - and it's a nice solid 7 incher, with pretty good girth. Nothing too crazy like some of the girls you hear about these days, but it's a nice size and you don't need a lot of foreplay to take it, which I've come to appreciate. The other is my superpower, and it took me a long time to figure it out.

I think (it's complicated, ok?) that it started just over a year ago on That Day. I'd spent all of band class trying really hard to stare at something other than Amanda Hawkins' tits - she was wearing an especially tight and low-cut shirt that day - and failing miserably, and as a result I was so hard I could barely walk. I managed to escape early, and hiding my erection in my skirt I made my desperate way to the nearest girl's bathroom. From there it was a familiar rhythm - into the stall, skirt down, cock out and my hand working. I closed my eyes and pictured Amanda's tits in my mind, my imagination giving it to me in 4k 3D high definition. I knew I didn't have a lot of time, and thirty seconds later I was right on the edge when I heard someone else come in the bathroom, and bang open my stall. Behind me. I'd forgotten to lock it.

I desperately tried to hide my cock, lose my erection, and turn and sit like a proper girl simultaneously, and managed to fail spectacularly at all three. I gave a shriek as I toppled backwards, landing on my ass, legs spread-eagled, cock towering in my vision like the Empire State building, with Lauren Kvitchasomething's shocked face behind it. She stumbled too, hands on either side of me, her hair brushed my cock and that was it. I came all over her - face, hair, down her shirt, you name it, it looked like she was a christmas cookie and I was the overenthusiastic glazer. And as I stared at her cum-covered face, imagining her incoming reaction and how the school would react when everyone found out I had a cock, all I could think was "God. I just wish I was normal."

I can't describe what happened next. I didn't get that special feeling a lot of superheroes describe about their emergence. There was no feeling of destiny, of being unique and chosen. Just a slight pressure somewhere in my mind (I know that doesn't make sense, but it's the closest I've been able to figure) and her expression... changed. It went from "Oh my GOD" to "Sally Oh my GOD I'm so sorry let me help you up" and two minutes later I was sitting in shock and Lauren and her friend Nancy fussed over me, her apologizing over and over for barging in and knocking me down. The entire time she was still covered in my drying seed, and Nancy - who arrived after - had actually tucked my cock back into my panties like it was no big deal. I was in shock - waiting for the other shoe to drop - and they managed to get me to the nurse's office. It was totally surreal to watch people respond to Lauren - who still looked like a porn movie extra (hey, I'm a healthy girl, alright?) as if there was absolutely nothing wrong with her appearance. The nurse checked me out, and I got sent home early for shock.

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