Futa Prison (Futa on Futa | Human Cock-Sleeve | Cum Dump)
Story by Jason J. Honz
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Name: Jess
Age: 23
Height: 5 feet. 9 inches.
Weight: 145lbs
Body Type: Toned & Curvy
Cup Size: Small C
Hip Span: Average
Size: 14 inches
Girth: 3.5 inches
Skin tone: Milky Pale
Eyes: Deep Blue
Hair: Dirty Blonde. Shoulder Length. Straight.
Mods: None
Status: Dominant
Personality: Stubborn. Impatient. Aggressive.
Crime: Rape
Kinks: Anal. Hair Pulling.
Name: Mindy
Age: 20
Height: 5 feet. 5 inches.
Weight: 120lbs
Body Type: Toned & Slender
Cup Size: Large B
Hip Span: Slender
Size: N/A
Girth: N/A
Skin tone: Pale & Freckled
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Black. Bra Length. Wavy.
Mods: Belly Ring. Tongue Ring.
Status: Submissive
Personality: Docile. Sheepish.
Crime: N/A
Kinks: Doggy Style. Cosplay.
Name: Carter
Age: 26
Height: 5 feet. 10 inches.
Weight: 165lbs
Body Type: Thick & Curvy
Cup Size: Large C
Hip Span: Wide
Size: 13 inches
Girth: 3 inches
Skin tone: Medium Mocha
Eyes: Hazel
Hair: Black. Shoulder Length. Dreads.
Mods: Cock Ring. Nipple Rings.
Status: Dominant
Personality: Brutish. Cocky. Lustful.
Crime: Rape + Aggravated assault.
Kinks: Anal. Cum Dumping. Bondage. Objectification.
Name: Tammy
Age: 29
Height: 5 feet. 7 inches.
Weight: 150lbs
Body Type: Average & Curvy
Cup Size: Medium C
Hip Span: Average
Size: 10 inches
Girth: 2 inches
Skin tone: Pale Mocha & Freckles
Eyes: Green
Hair: Ginger. Waist length. Curly.
Mods: None
Status: Switch. (70% Sub. 30% Dom)
Personality: Perky. Sneaky. Perverted.
Crime: Theft & Sexual Assault.
Kinks: Rough Sex. Smothering. Figging.
Name: Tank
Age: 21
Height: 6 feet.
Weight: 200lbs
Body Type: Thick, Toned, & Curvy
Cup Size: Large D
Hip Span: Wide
Size: 16 inches
Girth: 4 inches
Skin Tone: Ebony
Eyes: Brown
Hair: Black. Bra Length.
Mods: Nose Ring. Eyebrow Piercing.
Status: Dominant.
Personality: Aggressive. Demanding. Sadistic. Lustful.
Crime: Sexual Assault. Rape. Murder.
Kinks: Smothering. Deepthroating. Cum Dumping. Anal.
“Don’t look so stiff,” Carter cackled, looking back to catch Jess’ expression as she and Tammy followed behind her for the quick tour of the prison. “Bitches in here can smell fear.”
“Mm, and it’s delicious,” Tammy moaned as she sniffed along Jess’ arm, making her flinch away in bewilderment.
“Sorry if I’m not jumping for fucking joy,” Jess scoffed. “I’m not exactly thrilled to be here,” she grumbled as they walked through the thickening crowds.
Carter had taken the liberty of showing Jess around after she’d finished with Tammy. She was fawning kindness, when really she was just buying time to recuperate before they got back to their cell, where she planned on giving Jess a real welcoming.
“What, you don’t like the tour?” Carter scoffed with a cackle.
“It’s not exactly the 8th wonder of the world,” Jess sneered, looking around at all of the hunger eyes that had caught sight of her. But no one would make a move – not when Carter was with her
.
“At least you didn’t get stuck with Tank as a cellmate,” Tammy hummed in consideration as they walked up to a stop behind a lingering crowd, making Jess’ brows furrow.
“Tank? The fuck is a Tank?” Jess spat.
“That,” Carter begrudgingly smirked, pointing through the crowd to give Jess a clear view at what they were crowding around. “Is Tank.”
Across the yard, in the center of a rooting crowd, was Tank. She stood at an incredible six feet, and was 245lbs of ebony muscle, curves, and cock, of which 10 out of 16 inches – a 4 inch girth, was currently being shoved down another futa’s throat, who was trying her hardest to get her to stop.
Tank, who had been stripped down to her birthday suit, had both hands clutched in the roots of the woman’s navy blue hair, and was using it to screw the protesting sleeve down to her base. The woman’s lips had been stretched thin around the thickening, veiny shaft, and her screams could be heard well over the cheering audience.
“Another fucking cop out!” Tank hollered in a laugh between grunted as she hammered away at the woman’s face, which by this time was covered in streams of mascara.
“Why do people keep taking this challenge?” Tammy asked with a wince and a shake of her head.
“Challenge?” Jess questioned, her brows furrowed, though she was unable to look away.
“Tank’s got the biggest cock around,” Carter started to explain, a hint of bitterness in her voice. “Not only that, but she got the load count record of a fucking machine. She claims that no on
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