“Daddy!” Cassie squealed. “Methinks you protest too much,” he sighed, “I had a detective following her.” “You would not believe half of it. Actually if you hide that abomination somewhere out of sight you can stay over, she’ll soon tire of you.” “Actually I have lectures tomorrow,” I suggested. “No you don’t tomorrow is Saturday,” Cassie declared, “We can spend all day in bed.” “Capital,” said her father, “It will be a pleasant change to have you home for the night!” He turned on his heel and strode away. “You don’t have to,” Cassie declared. “Oh yes I do,” I replied, “He will have a fit if I don’t move the car.” The World's First Futa – Futa's Naughty Jobs Chapter Two: Futa's First Naughty Reality Show By mypenname3000 Copyright 2018 April cumshot 17th, 2047 “You don't make it sound like your time on Living with the Futa was all that much fun,” Adelia said as she interviewed me. It was a long one. We had been going for a few hours as I relived the roller-coaster fun of my life as the world's first futa. “I thought it would be,” I said. “I really did. Me living in a house with four girls, japanese getting facial to know them, making love to the same women over and over instead of just fucking four or five strangers a day, promised something new. It was a break from all the meaningless, if amazing, sex. I was feeling restless. I was, what, twenty-nine. I hoped I would find true love on the show. I really, really did. I wanted it to work, but the producer...” “Oh, was there drama behind the scenes as well as on the screen?” asked Adelia, her interviewer senses sniffing an exciting story. “You have no idea,” I said, leaning back. “That's what they wanted. Drama. Ratings. I swear they cast girls who would butt heads with each other and drive me nuts.” “So not the best people?” asked Adelia. “They were all 'personalities,' to put it... politically. All except Rosalía, and she was a wilting flower put on the show to be bullied, or that's Hardcore my theory.” I sighed. “It was going great for the first couple of days and then it all blew up...” August 20th, 2028 Before becoming a futanari, when I had more time to watch TV, I was a big fan asian of reality shows. Whether it was American Idol, the Bachelorette, or even Top Chef, I watched them all. They always did these interview segments, what I had learned in the last few days was called a talking head segment. He got to japanese his feet when the door opened, and Sarah stepped out quickly. Then he lifted her asian up, one arm around her back and the other around her legs. She reached down and stroked my now flaccid facial cock Hardcore and massaged the last of my cum along my cock making it wet and glisten in the light. They were both so gorgeous. I looked at him to see cumshot that his eyes were closed, his head was leaning back a little and his mouth was open while I kept rubbing his bare dick. “Madison!” Alyssa said, her face somehow turning an even deeper shade of red. "I was about to confront you with it you know, soon. It wasn’t like she had never seen his chest, let alone seen him naked on many occasions. The dual simulations had me shuddering. She was breathing so hard, panting, her breath coming in gasps. Those 2 men were just looking at us?” Lizzy asked, then I replied, James gulped then focused his thoughts, directing them toward his unseen mistress, "Right… you surprised me. I guess last night's dream was real, then?" As I finished I could hear Sara telling Penny the story of how we got Oliver and then she gave details on the first time Oliver and I had sex. "Of course," I stated. She looked at him funny. “Seems like it, he might not even care if she’s a Witch.