Tales of the Dryden DNA Disaster 03: One Man's Odyssey
Story by cuteycindyhoney
Futa/Male, Transformation, Non-consensual, incest, impregnation, Time Travel
Tales of the Dryden DNA Disaster 03:
One Manâs Odyssey
Joseph Anderson thought of himself as a normal man. Seemingly unaffected by the monstrous genetic change caused by the Dryden virus, he hated all futanari. When his futa mother pushes him too far, Joe has an idea! Heâd use equipment from his job at Cake is a Lie to enter into stasis and join the male resistance he thought would grow in the future. Theyâd need a REAL man to lead them! His plan would send him on an odyssey undreamed of, and teach him lessons no man had ever learned before!
Tales of the Dryden DNA Disaster 03:
One Manâs Odyssey
By Honey Moon
Thirty-three year old Joseph Anderson, Joe to his friends, drove through the night. As usual, he was fuming after a hard day at work. âWho does that little snow white bitch think she is?â he muttered as his hands gripped the steering wheel tighter. Aurora Fitzpatrick-Dryden may be a genius, but Joe resented having to take orders from a damn nineteen year old kid! Today she had gone too far though! The little bitch had the unmitigated gall to hit him with a government inspector, of all things! The pink eyed brat had decided to perform background checks, and personality profile interviews on all of her employees!
The evaluation bitch was a knockout though. Miss Aureate was a tall leggy blonde falling just short of the tit size that would make her into one of those futanari freaks! It took all his willpower to keep his eyes from wandering down to the hem of the exceedingly short tight black skirt she wore, as she sat on the edge of his workbench. His cock was rock hard the whole time she talked with him. For some reason she never took off her cheesy big lens mirrored sunglasses throughout the damn interview. Joe would have loved to see her eyes. He was certain that theyâd be a beautiful baby blue, to go with her overall baby doll appearance.
âNow Mr. Anderson.â She had said with a sultry low voice. âI just have one final question. I see here that you are single. Why hasnât a handsome young man like you ever tied the knot?â
He saw that as an opening. Rising from his chair, he had placed his hand on a warm lovely knee. âPerhaps I just havenât found Miss Right yet, honey. Are you doing anything tonight? Perhaps we can get to know each other under less formal conditions.â
The bitch had laughed in his face! âSorry champ! Youâre ten thousand years too early to have a shot at getting in my panties!â
Miss Aureate, whatever the fuck her first name was, had then packed up her papers and left his workshop. He later saw her out in the hallway laughing and joking with Aurora. The two made quite a pair. Both were sizzling hot, and both seemed to have similar eye trouble. Aurora had on her ever present deeply tinted goggles, and the damn gov