Reunited (hyper futa, futa on female, futa on futa, cum inflation, threesome)

It was a brisk spring day, the throes of winter having not quite disappeared from the busy city. Cars rattled and honked their way through the traffic that plagued any center of urban living, providing a familiar, almost comfortable cacophony for its roaming inhabitants. Smartly-dressed workers and bundled-up shoppers navigated the maze of their fellow citizens and businesses alike, each focused on reaching their destinations. Sky-reaching towers of commerce lined the streets, occasionally interspersed by smaller shops and restaurants that catered to the people who worked nearby. Icy wind blew through these corridors, providing an extra burst of unwanted cold that could rattle a person down to their bones.

A lone woman zig-zagged her way through the crowds.

Amongst the other residents and tourists that littered the walkways, she didn’t particularly stand out - taller than many, sure, but besides that she fit right in with the ambling masses. A black sweater covered her torso, forming around her large breasts and gripping her biceps tightly, swaying against her waist from the constant breeze. Gray, loose slacks adorned her legs, the fabric scratching together softly as she walked, her sneakers plodding against the hard sidewalk. Her head was turned down towards her feet, locks of dark, curled hair brushing against her cheeks; her brown eyes were on the smartphone in her mitten-gripped hands, her fingers struggling to tap out a message on its surface. 

“Fuckin’ touch screens…” she mumbled under her breath as she walked, narrowly avoiding bumping into those around her, the text she tried to send coming out in a mish-mash of jumbled nonsense. Glancing upward, she glared at all the people in her way, annoyed at the persistent foot traffic; she never did get used to how many others lived in these big cities! Side stepping a suited-man yelling loudly on his phone, the hazel-skinned woman shook her head before stomping towards the nearest building, leaning against its cold brick wall, taking shelter from the hurried hordes under the decorative awning sticking out from its roof. Taking a deep breath, she tried to calm herself - the last thing she needed was the daily lack of manners others displayed to get to her.

She was on her lunch, a short one at that, and didn’t have much time to grab something before heading back to work. A Chinese spot that was a local favorite was her planned place to pick up some food, but at this rate she didn’t know if she could make it there and back in time. Checking her phone again, she made a mental note of the remaining minutes; fuck, it would be close but she might be able to swing it, especially if she got lucky and the establishment wasn’t too busy. Shaking off her irritation, she squared her shoulders and marched back into the nearly-impenetrable throngs, prepared to elbow anyone out of her way to satiate her hunger, others be damned. Her mind wandered as she began her journey once again, thinking of who she could relieve her stress on once she was off work - maybe that cute little redhead she gave her number to at the gym last week.

The streets of the city always felt like a labyrinth, navigating them an arduous process in itself, stopping several times just to check street signs or her phone, something that was necessary but time consuming, was the norm. After what felt like an hour, she finally made it, only to see the one thing she [fo

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