Chronicles of Legna

Greetings, readers, I am Legna. I am relatively new to the site, but certainly not new to the scene.

Self-introductions aside, let's get down to business. For a while now, I've been posting erotic fiction on Hentai Factory. Some of you may or may not have heard of the site. My username is the same there.

The following is a story I wrote a few weeks ago. As of now, it's my only story containing futanari. As I submit more stories containing futa content, I'll repost it here for all to see. Without further ado, I give you "The Family" from my story collection "Dreamland Tales". I hope you enjoy reading it, and I look forward to your feedback. Also, feel free to stop by my HF page and check out my other stories.

Update! - February 8th - Scroll down the second post to read a new short story, exclusive to Futanari Palace! I hope you guys enjoy reading!

The Family

Officer Stephen Valentine parked his police cruiser across the street from a townhouse he was sent to investigate. Neighbors reported a lot of yelling from the townhouse and loud music, filling numerous noise complaints against the family that lived in the house: a mother and her son and daughter.

Steven stepped out of the car and fixed his navy blue uniform, adjusting his belt, which held his handcuffs, baton, and a taser. After locking his car, Steven proceeded across the street to the townhouse. The facade was brick, a few concrete steps led up to the door, which was made of wood, along with the molding around the frame and the windows. The officer noted that the windows were all covered with curtains.

Steven knocked on the door. "Police officer, open up!" He yelled, but not too loud, just loud enough for anyone inside to hear. After a moment, no response. Steven knocked again. "Hello?" The second time, he heard footsteps. It sounded like they were running down some stairs. The family must have been on the second floor at the time.

The door was answered by a little girl, probably about 13 or 14. She was small, half the size of Steven, and skinny. She wore a simple white dress with a floral pattern at the bottom, which extended past her knees. The girl's hair was short, neck-length and dirty blond. The officer couldn't help but notice that she was actually quite developed for her age and size. A or B cup he guessed.

"Hello, miss, is your mommy home?" He asked politely.

She smiled. "Mommy's upstairs busy."

"Can you run and get her?"

The little girl nodded and closed the door. Steven heard her run back upstairs. A few seconds later he heard her again, coming down. He was greeted again by the little girl when she opened the door again.

"Mommy's really busy. She can't come to the door. But you can come in and see mommy upstairs." The girl had an unusual look on her face. An innocent smile but her eyes betrayed her, she was hiding something.

Steven thought this over for a moment