There is a place for everyone (Excessive cum, futa on futa, oversized, cumflation)

Stories put on hold as I'm currently very busy writing events for Pornarium.

Meryl woke up to birds chirping and the sun shining in through her window. She turned her head to see two birds cooing in her windowsill. It would have been a perfect way to wake up if she had not already been in such a foul mood.

Slowly she sat up on the side of the bed, yawning as she stretched her arms. Moving over to her full body mirror, she ruffled her short, fiery red hair. She had dyed it that way a few days ago, as she had felt a bit daring. ‘Not anymore.’ Looking at herself in the mirror, she agreed that “tomboyish” would be a fitting description of her, and she liked it that way. She was pleased with her body with her perky B-cup tits, slender figure and a bit pudgy stomach. It would have been perfect if not for one tiny detail.

She flicked at it with her fingers, annoyed by its very existence. Right above her female sex, a small cock rested. No more than 2-inches long. ‘But I know better.’ She had been born as a futanari, which while uncommon, it was not unheard of nor looked down upon. Futanari usually had smaller female and male parts, but this is where she differed. Whenever she got aroused, she questioned whether it would stop growing or not. She’d measured it of course. Eleven inches long and five inches wide at its thickest. ‘Ridiculous, what could I ever use it for?’

The thought of having sex set things in motion though, and soon it grew to half its length, hanging down by her feet. Sighing, she decided she might at least get some relief as she entered the bathroom.

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The warm water had a soothing touch to it as it washed over her naked skin. That feeling was soon overpowered by sweet relief, as her cock had reached its climax. Crying out, she pumped it with both her hands as it splattered the shower curtains with vast amounts of cum. Panting heavily, she looked up.

“No!” She angrily shouted! Cum was stuck on the ceiling again, leaving yet another annoyance that had to be dealt with. ‘Where do I store all that cum? What use could I ever have for it?!’ Drying herself off, she decided to postpone cleaning the ceiling for later. She did after all need a new job, and that was the real reason for the foul mood, among others.

She had tried her hand as a swimming instructor in the park, and she had actually enjoyed her work for once. Unfortunately, some idiots had decided to have sex in one of the bathroom stalls during her instruction lesson yesterday, and the sounds had aroused her more than she cared to admit, not actually having had sex before herself. Imagine as you might, to hide a foot long cock with a bathing suit is not a very easy task to do. To complicate matters even further, it had been a two piece. She had been forced to resign, and left the place with only half a month’s pay. To make matte