Futa Hula Girls Collection by Reed James

Author:Reed James
Language: eng
Format: mobi, epub
Publisher: Naughty Ladies Publications
Published: 2017-07-15T00:00:00+00:00

Futa Hula Exhibitionism

Futa Hula Girls 3

(A story of the Aphrodite Sisterhood Universe)

by

Reed James

Futa Hula Exhibitionism

“Okay, next Saturday at 9 PM,” I said, writing down the information on the pad of paper. “Yes, yes, we'd love to come back and perform at the Hilton, Becky.”

“Good,” the bubbly woman said. We had just done a gig for her last week, and now she wanted another. “It was really popular. One guest, a Sydney Yates, said it was a life-changing experience for her and her, um, wife.”

“Wife?” I asked, arching an eyebrow. “I thought she had a husband.”

“Um, well, the Hilton is perfectly acceptable of people who wish to transition to new identities,” Becky said, sounding a little flustered.

I just grinned. That naughty spell I read on an internet forum, hosted by someone named Franny from New York, worked. I gender-swapped this sexy married woman's husband. I made her pussy into a little trap after my futa-girlfriend and I fucked her. That was after our hula performance at the Hilton.

“Wonderful to hear,” I said. “We'll be eager to give another amazing performance.”

The door to my apartment opened. My girlfriend, Haunani, entered, wearing a skimpy tank top and a pair of very tight short shorts hugging her curvy hips and leaving her lush, golden-brown legs exposed. I gave her a smile as Becky said, “Thank you for coming and performing again, Kaulana.”

“My pleasure,” I said as Haunani arched her eyebrows, her short, black hair swaying above her shoulders. She moved with such willowy grace. “Bye, Becky.”

“Another booking?” Haunani asked as I hung up my cell phone. The only time that we received calls was to book our hula dancing gigs.

“Another booking,” I grinned. “The Hilton wants us back. Sydney put in a good word for us.”

Haunani gave a naughty laugh. “She better after the fucking we gave her. She screamed her head off.”

I grinned, my clit throbbing between my thighs, eager to sprout again. It had been so hot dancing while that redheaded hot wife watched me. It had been so hard to keep my futa-cock from growing as I performed, my grass skirt swaying about my hips and thighs, my flowery leis bouncing over my large, naked breasts, flashing my fat nipples to the crowd.

To her.

“God, just thinking about it is making me so horny,” I said, squirming on the stool sitting before the small counter/bar that separated our kitchen from our living room. My legs were crossed so hard, pressing against my clit, my pussy growing hot against the vinyl covering of the stool's padding.

“You're going to stain the stool,” Haunani said. “Futas are too horny to go around sitting without panties on.”

“I learned a cleaning spell,” I shrugged. “Another gift from Franny's website.”

“You are totally getting into the magic, huh?” Haunani asked, heading into the kitchen and opening the refrigerator. She took out a coconut milk.

“Yep. It's fascinating.” Then I leaned over the counter, the stool's vinyl sticking to my naked butt before tearing away. My heavy breasts draped over the counter, my already hard nipples grazing the cool surface.

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