Holly and (What's Left of) the City - Part 1

Chapter 1: Holly and (What's Left of) the City - Part 1
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“Thank you for the Screwdriver, Ashley,” Holly said, her voice pleasant on the ear. She shifted around in her chair until she found a position that supported her neck. In her ivory arm was a highball glass containing an orange tincture. She sipped a little with her ruby lips and sent a seductive smile to her hostess.

“You’re quite welcome Holly, it’s an honor having you here,” Ashley smiled back. She was in her thirties, the tan complexion of her skin was covered by a salmon pink dress that complimented her brown eyes and the long ebony hair that cascaded along her back. She examined the young lady that sat before her. She believed Holly was no older than twenty, with fiery red hair and baby blue eyes. Her figure was thin but not skinny, Ashley thought it was just right.

“I just moved here a few days ago,” Holly sounded excited.

“Wow, really?” Ashley joined the excitement, Holly giggled, “Fresh off the bus, ha? And Titania of all places in the world.”

“I wanted to see what the biggest city in the world has to offer,” Holly explained her motive.

“Well, you came to the right place, about 45 million people call Titania home, not to mention how big this place is,” Ashley bragged, as if those achievements were her own, “bigger than anything China has to offer.”

“Even the suburbs look impressive,” Holly complimented.

“Not as impressive as you, dear,” Ashley pointed at Holly’s green dress, down between her legs, “You seem to have quite an asset there if you don’t mind me saying.”

Holly craned her neck to looked down, below her big breasts. Between her legs rested a bulge, straining the fabric of the dress, “Oh, Baby, yes.” She looked back at Ashley with a smile.

“You’re The Futanari, right?” She asked.

“I don’t know about the ‘The’ part,” Holly sweet-talked her way out, “but I’m definitely a futa.”

Ashley hesitated for a moment, walking around the living room to make sure all the blinds were closed, “We’re alone, so I’ll cut you a deal,” she half-whispered, “show me yours, I’ll show you mine.”

Holly moved in her chair, not because she felt unease, the ebony woman caught her attention.

“Ladies first, Ashley,” Holly gave it a shot.

“Fair, I don’t mind,” she answered and her hands reached back. She fumbled around for a moment, looking for something. Holly heard something click and Ashley lifted her hands to the sky. Her pink dress crippled around her, falling silently to the floor. Her skin was almost glowing amber, her perky nipples, stood proudly over a pair of firm round breasts, her crotch was smooth and inviting. Clearly, Ashley came ready for this reveal, wearing nothing under the dress. “Held my end of the bargain, now you, Holly,” she wiggled her hips to tease her guest.

“Sure thing,” Holly said as she took another sip from her drink and placed the glass on the table. She got to her feet, holding her back straight. Ashley guessed she was no taller than 5’’ 2’. The redhead reached back, unhooking the clip holding her green dress. Just like Ashley, she let the thing drop to the floor. It didn’t work as she wanted, the gourmet stopped its descent when it reached her loins. She was less prepared than her hostess.

Her E cup bra was her next target, she quickly unhooked the thing and tossed it aside. Her breasts were, without a shadow of a doubt, bigger than Ashley’s. They looked almost too good to be true, as if they were artificial.

“Are those yours?” Ashley tried asking as politely as she could.

“Born and raised,” Holly answered plainly, as if she was used to the question, “I never went under the knife.”

The dress needed a little convincing to go below her waist. The fabric was not too willing to stretch and she didn’t want to tear her favorite dress. Working her way slowly, Holly managed to get the thing off, exposing her cock.

“Is that thing real?” Ashley whispered.

“As real as they come, Ashley.”

The penis hung all the way down Holly’s shins, fastened to her leg with three white straps, around the thigh, knee, and shin. It was almost as thick as its owner’s wrist. Ashley couldn't help but stare at her guest as she moved to undo the straps. Behind the massive cock were a pair of giant balls, contained in a tight sack. Holly freed her appendage and stood up, waiting to see Ashley’s reaction.

Ashley, on her end, was unsure what the cat dragged home. The futa before her was something else, much bigger than she ever fathomed possible. It took her a while to frame the question, “Are you flaccid?”

Holly couldn’t help but laugh, “Of course I am, can’t you see it’s not standing up?” She pointed to the floor. Holly seemed to tell the truth, it looked as limp as can be.

“That means you’re a shower, right? You won’t grow any bigger?” Ashley asked, still trying to wrap her brain around what Holly had dangling between her legs.

“No,” Holly grabbed the shaft in her hand and lifted it, “I’m a grower actually. I can’t imagine how I’d manage if I was a shower.”

“You’re massive, Holly,” Ashley said as she closed the distance between them like a tiger closing in on its prey. Her hips swinging with each step and her body screaming sexual prowess. “That thing should be on an elephant, not on a delicate girl like you.”

“Funny you say that, my physician also said it a few months ago,” Holly stood her ground, refusing to flee from the approaching predator, “I guess I’m a little on the large side,” she estimated her cock.

“A little is quite an understatement Holly,” Ashley stood no more than two feet from her, “I never saw a cock that big. I had a 12 incher once, but that’s nothing compared with you,” her sweet peach breath was faint but Holly caught a whiff.

“You’re making me blush,” It was true, Holly’s cheeks took a pinkish-red hue. Ashley thought it was quite enticing to watch how Holly’s colors blended in a mixture of red pink and blue. “Want to guess how big it gets?” She teased.

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Written by neolime69
Hochgeladen May 24, 2020
Notes Holly comes to Titania.
Contains hyper futanari, excessive cum, futa on female, and property damage.
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