FUTA WORLD (futa everywhere!)

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FUTA WORLD

Mary Travers finished showering with the other new girls in the spacious locker room. The giggling and loud talking echoed about the showers. Then loud clapping interrupted the glee and excitement.

“All right girls. Time to finish up. We open the park in an hour and you all need to get to your stations,” said Vicky Boner, the director of employee relations at Futa World. The girls piled out of the steamy showers and began to towel off.

“I know these past six months of training was long and hard, but now it’s show time. Remember your exercises, use all the training you’ve endured to give our visitors a great time. Now let’s get dressed and pump up. Remember what Willy Duzkneel says, ‘All who pass through these portals want a hard wet ride.’

The girls nodded, knowing it by heart. Mary pulled on her red latex thong, fitting it between her balls, letting each melon sized cum factory fit on either side of the thin strip that slithered between her inch long pussy lips, The strip also hugged between her round ass cheeks, kissing her ass hole tightly. Mary shivered as she felt the snugness against her most intimate parts.

Looking around, the other girls were shifting and twisting to fit into the skimpy costumes. Mary giggled as she put on her red latex top, fitting in her D cup tits into the tightness of the costume. It gave her serious cleavage, which she loved to see. She felt so womanly seeing her huge mammaries pushed up like that.

Slipping on her three inch stilettos, she walked to the wall sized mirror and primped her hair, making sure her pig tails were tight, her brunette hair still wet from the shower.

“Come on girls, line up now. Hurry,” Vicky said. The girls slammed their lockers and rushed to obey. The sound of clicking heels sounded like a field of crickets until the girls settled. Vicky walked down the line, stopping to adjust thongs, shifting balls into a better position, making sure the busty workers looked their best. Standing back and eyeing the twenty girls she smiled.

“Very nice. You all look delicious. Now, pump up. Come on.” The girls all closed their eyes and worked their inner muscles that they had learned to use during their six month training period. Soon, girl cocks began to thicken, lengthen and rise. Mary felt her twenty inch cock working hard to get erect. She was the largest of the group and felt pride that she could get her thick shaft up and out. She frowned at the effort.

In high school she couldn’t get a stick out hard on. It just got hard and hung there. Now her toned belly and ass muscles helped to hold her muscled twenty five pound cock up. The thick veins and cords of strength stood out and throbbed with her heartbeat.

“Yeessss, very nice,” Vicky hissed. She