My wife’s Futanari Mistress

Futanari Mistress
from Hentai Foundry. Artist: vitorleone13

[Little Monster (Part 6) is available. Here’s an excerpt.]

The energy swirled around me, it was stronger.

I guess the only way I can explain it is, it was like a smell. I sensed it, the way you like feel electricity. It was hard though cause, like in my human form, it was different, the way I felt it, the way I like sensed it. But I couldn’t just shimmer, whether he knew what I was or not, it wasn’t something I liked to just do. It could be dangerous. People flipped out sometimes.

“I didn’t wreck everything,” I had every confidence that whatever was happening like with Olivia’s teaching thing, I could help. It wouldn’t be difficult to, you know, like fix it. I could make people forget anything I wanted. But the fact that she had lost her penis, that like worried me.

I sat down on the same step with Lucas and a shiver ran across my skin. I looked at him. He looked different. In the time it had taken me to sit down, his body had changed.

Our eyes met. “What is happening?” He looked down at his legs, but I couldn’t see them inside his pants. And then his body melted for a moment as he shifted.

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Summer Futanari (Futanari on Male & Female)

Futanari on Male
Futanari on Male

Futanari Summer (excerpt)

“Just like that,” Sarah moved up behind me. Her erection slipped between my thighs again, just under the crack of my ass and along the bottom of testicles. It felt good. She put her hands over mine and squeezed so that I had a better grip on Kathy.

And then Kathy scooted back against me. My cock ran across her quim. She was soaked and the feeling was magical. She reached back, wrapped her fingers around my shaft, and guided me to her opening. “There,” she said.

Sarah’s body, up against mine, pushed and I was inside Kathy. Her pussy was like velvet. It swallowed my dick. It was warm and wet.

Kathy sighed. “Oh, it’s so thick,” she pulled me to her entrance and then rammed back against me. “God, that feels good.” She did it again.

“She likes it,” Sarah whispered in my ear.

I could feel her cock between my thighs.

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Futanari Wife

Futanari wife

Futanari Wife

I have been working on the latest series, Little Monster, and in those books, a married woman becomes a futanari. Naturally, this leads to a number of interesting situations with her heterosexual  (but willing to explore for the sake of love) husband. This is the first time she has sex with him.  Enjoy!


When I opened my eyes on Monday, I knew something was different. I felt lighter, like I was a little floaty. It was weird. I sat up half-expecting my stomach to flip, but it didn’t. I wasn’t nauseated, I just felt light, like I was either dramatically stronger, which didn’t look to be the case, or I had lost a few pounds.

I stood up. Everything seemed to work. Nothing was sore, nothing looked bruised. I rubbed my eyes. The last few days had been so strange, maybe it was all in my imagination. I mean, there was nothing visibly wrong with me.

I walked down to the kitchen all bleary-eyed and exhausted. Next to the coffee maker were two cups, one empty and one with a note in front of it.

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