Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]
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				Title: <strong>Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>02-05-2019, 22:12:04</strong>
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				<div align="center"><div align="center"><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size">Roberta's Futanari Refuge</span></div><br>(https://highlandsranchmansion.com/wp-content/uploads/2017/10/Front-Circle-Drive_Jared-Wilson-Photography-1024x683.jpg)<br><br>Character list: <br><br>Ricky Simmons (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303528.msg14840289#msg14840289) Refugee<br>Tilisa Tangley (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303528.msg14840518#msg14840518) Refugee<br>Riley Reyes (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303528.msg14840948#msg14840948) Staff, Psychologist<br>Kimberley Danielson (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303528.msg14841106#msg14841106) Refugee<br>Dorothy Ride (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303528.msg14843100#msg14843100) Staff, Nurse<br>Renia Masiuk (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303528.msg14842547#msg14842547) Staff, Extraction <br>Adrianne Lashbrook (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303528.msg14844935#msg14844935) Refugee<br>Devon Winters (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303528.msg14848735#msg14848735) Refugee<br>Chizuru Shiranome (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303528.msg14850502#msg14850502) Refugee<br>Helena DiNello (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303528.msg14851936#msg14851936) Staff, Geneticist<br>Stacey Keaton (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303528.msg14852849#msg14852849) Refugee<br>Aviva Hadad (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303528.msg14852862#msg14852862) Staff, Chef<br>Aisha as-Asiri (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303528.msg14854132#msg14854132) Refugee<br><br><br><br><br>Thread list: <br>Recruitment (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=303528.0)<br>OOC Thread (https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=304161.0)<br><br><br>Header Code: <br><br><div class="codeheader">Code: <a href="javascript:void(0);" onclick="return smfSelectText(this);" class="codeoperation">[Select]</a></div><pre style="margin: 0; padding: 0;"><code class="bbc_code">[floatright][img height=350 padding=10]Picture Link[/img][/floatright][color=orange][size=18pt][b]Name[/b][/size][/color] <br>[b]Location:[/b] <br>[b]Tagging:[/b]<br>[hr]</code></pre></div>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>02-05-2019, 22:12:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://acetorimusic.files.wordpress.com/2013/11/tumblr_mslv8utcai1qbn0f7o1_640.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Ricky Simmons</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everybody, Kimberly, Adrianne<br><hr><br>Because Ricky was always up early and had already showered by the time the others were just getting out of bed, she was one of the first to actually get into the auditorium. The director was going to make a speech and nobody knew what it was going to be about. When she walked into the large old classic styled room though, she got a very uneasy feeling about it. The director was there, along with a few policemen and Roberta herself, looking livid at the officers and telling them off. When she was made aware that Ricky was already in the room, she calmed down and gave her a smile. <br><br>Ricky found a seat somewhere in the middle and watched the auditorium fill up slowly with refugees and staff, all looking puzzled and some even annoyed that breakfast was going to be delayed by this speech. When everybody was in the room, the heavy wooden doors were closed and the director stepped up to the lecturer. <br><br>"Goodmorning ladies... Maybe some of you have been seeing the news lately. The futanari crisis as they call it now has an official status within the UN. It's officially classified now as a genetic disease and the.."<br><br>"It's not a disease! We're healthy human beings!"<br>&nbsp;<br>A rather butch blonde stood up and yelled. It wasn't a surprise. The blonde had always been on the frontline for futanari rights and had been on the television multiple times.<br><br>"Thank you miss Waters.. I think everybody in this room agrees with you but the simple fact of the matter is that the UN countries have accepted a resolution that allows futanari's who are currently in prison, to be subjected to medical experiments, which are tested and found to be safe for humans."<br><br>There was a wild murmer spreading through the room. It was insane, everybody knew that. They had no rights and were arrested for the simplest of things and given higher than normal sentences. And now they were fair game for the medical industry as well. It was unfair.<br><br>"As a result of these new rules and the worsening conditions for futanari, Roberta has kindly opened the centre for refugees. This will however have an effect on you. Because of the increased numbers at the refuge, local residents have demanded permanent police patrols and the city council has gone one step further."<br><br>The director's face got stern as he looked at the policemen next to him.<br><br>"From today on, none of the refugees are allowed to leave the premises and all staff will need to get through security checks at the main gate. We will also have to ask some of you to bunk together, to open up more rooms for refugee's."<br><br>The last question had almost completely gone lost to the angry yells and cheers of the women around Ricky<br><br><em>Bunk together? Have they gone mad? I've fucking nearly raped a girl. Imagine what I'd do to a futa..</em><br><br>"Ladies... ladies please... Roberta and I will do everything we can and pull every string in reach to make this situation better. We know this is not the right thing to do and that the rules are barbaric. We have been giving a last minute notice so we have little time to prepare. Please, for the sake of the refugees out there and arriving in a few hours, talk to your friends over breakfast and let us know if you want to room together and with who."<br><br>He paused briefly and then went on with some casual updates for the week like positive news about the gen therapy, numbers of unimportant staff and the menu choices for the week. <br><br>"And before you all set off for breakfast, please don't use the extractors while the new group are being given the tour. It might spook them. If you have any questions regarding the new rules, feel free to drop by my office or Roberta's. For now though, enjoy the breakfast and be nice for the new group."<br><br>Ricky got up and left for the restaurant. She took her usual two slices of toast, butter, scrambled eggs and mushrooms and sat at her usual table by the window and waved at Kimberley and Adrianne when she spotted them. She'd been close with both of them and considered them her only two friends.<br><br>"Fucked up world we live it right? I mean.. what's next right? They'll throw us all out here and arrest us for some bullshit reason? There's only so much Roberta can do.."<br><br>She shook her head and took a bite off her toast. <br><br>"So... think you'd want to room up? Or should we just tell them to go fuck themselves?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>02-05-2019, 23:42:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/6ySw6Sb.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Kimberly Danielson</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ricky<br><hr> <br>Kim sat alone at the cafeteria, wearing a white tank top and a set of baggy, worn in jeans.&nbsp; Her thoughts racing and reeling after the announcements at the auditorium, with a frustrated scowl making it obvious what she was thinking and feeling.&nbsp; Just more shit, which made her feel even worse and hate herself more, which stoked the burning testosterone-fueled desires within her all the more.&nbsp; Sometimes she didn't know whether she wanted to kill something, fuck something, eat something, or just start testing all of the above until she felt some respite from the perpetual desires that agonized her soul.&nbsp; At least it wasn't one of her bad days, when she couldn't help but feel that everyone who said that the futanari were diseased monsters that could barely keep themselves in check was an accurate assessment, at least where Kimberly was concerned.<br><br>The sudden sight of Ricky made her smile a bit, and she waved in reply, more than happy to see a friend.&nbsp; Thanks to her mood swings, very few people could handle Kimberly at her worst, and few got to see her at her best.&nbsp; Even if she was no longer that great at making friends, it helped to have one.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Fucked up world we live it right? I mean.. what's next right? They'll throw us all out here and arrest us for some bullshit reason? There's only so much Roberta can do.."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>"Actually had a dream the other night where I got arrested for the crime of existing, only, instead of one of the special futa prisons, they just put me in with the other girls."&nbsp; Kim gave a smile that she'd meant to show as facetious and daring, but came off as just a little forced.&nbsp; "Wouldn't exactly call it a nightmare."<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"So... think you'd want to room up? Or should we just tell them to go fuck themselves?"</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Kimberly paused a moment at the question, thoughtful, but obviously hadn't considered the question in the slightest.&nbsp; Even if she wasn't great at making friends, she did appreciate her privacy.&nbsp; Then again, with a friend like Ricky, maybe having a roommate wouldn't be <em>as</em> bad...<br><br>"I should warn you that I'm not attracted to other futa."&nbsp; Her tone was twofold.&nbsp; If Ricky was hoping for someone who would make for an easy fuck, Kim was the wrong choice.&nbsp; However, maybe Ricky actually wanted someone who <em>wouldn't</em> be likely to go for roommates-with-benefits, which would make Kim one of the better choices out there.&nbsp; Either way, her expression showed that she wasn't especially interested in giving up her own room, but if her friend Ricky really wanted to room up, Kim could be persuaded.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>03-05-2019, 04:11:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/81/6e/3e/816e3eecab099cc580f77c485e327814.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Adrianne Lashbrook</strong></span> <br><strong>Location: </strong> Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone<br><hr><br><br>The past week had been a whirlwind of activity for Adrianne. It had started like previous weeks had, with Adrianne dressed in scrubs during an ER rotation at Cook County General Hospital as a third year medical student. She had been nearing the end of her rotation and was looking forward to her next rotation on the surgical floor of the hospital. That was not to be, as fate had intervened in the form of a new president who'd signed an executive order relegating any and all Futanari in the United States to a status as a third class citizen. Overnight, Adrianne had witnessed her status change from an accepted member of a medical team, to a suspect member of a group of people whose only crime was being born with a genetic anomaly. She couldn't control the fact that she had been born a Futanari. But she now had to face the fact that she was forever going to be seen as an outcast, and have fewer rights as an American citizen than an Undocumented Immigrant.<br><br>Adrianne knew she couldn't stay in her med school program, and she needed to find a place where people like her were welcomed, rather than shunned. Fortunately for Adrianne, her girlfriend Danielle had heard of a refuge for Futanari, and had offered to take Adrianne there using her family's transportation network. Adrianne had been surprised initially, as she hadn't known that Danielle's family was wealthy. She was even more surprised to learn that Danielle's father, a high powered lawyer in Chicago, had been working in secret on funneling money to the refuge compound, while also working on fighting for Futanari Civil Rights in court. When she asked about it, Adrianne saw Danielle smile and blush. It was easy to put two and two together. Since the two had started dating, Danielle had seemed so much more easygoing and carefree. She'd likely put a bug in her father's ear when she'd heard about the plight of the Futanari through Adrianne.<br><br>When she finally arrived at the refuge compound, Adrianne had been shocked to see an armed contingent of police near the entrance, stopping all vehicles requesting entry. Adrianne was worried that she'd be arrested within sight of sanctuary, and began to tremble. Danielle placed her hand on Adrianne's back and rested her head on the woman's shoulder. "Don't worry, Drea. This is still America. Money talks louder than you may think."<br><br>Danielle appeared to have been correct in her assessment. Their vehicle was stopped long enough for the driver to flash a security badge at the officer stopping them. When that didn't suffice, Adrianne watched the driver hand the officer an envelope. The officer checked the envelope, smiled, and waved the vehicle through. "Too bad for officer greedy, there," Danielle chuckled as the vehicle pulled into the gate. "That envelope contains a dye pack. He's got about 15 seconds before...." Danielle pulled her hands apart and made an exploding noise. Adrianne laughed, feeling the tension bleed out of her. She knew Danielle may have trouble leaving the compound, but she was the daughter of a wealthy, powerful attorney. Such people lived by different rules than people like Adrianne.<br><br>Adrianne was happy that the refuge allowed Danielle to stay long enough to see her through Orientation and Room Assignment. She was shocked when the refuge allowed Danielle to spend one last night with Adrianne before she had to leave. Adrianne made sure it was memorable for Danielle. And, with a tearful farewell, she'd watched the woman she loved get picked up by a private helicopter and fly away and out of her life. Adrianne became sullen, depressed, and withdrawn for a few days after that, trying to settle into her new routine while subsequently missing Danielle.<br><br>That routine was interrupted one morning by an announcement that all residents and staff were to report to the main Auditorium. In her short time at the refuge, they'd never gathered in such a fashion. Adrianne joined the crowd shuffling into the Auditorium, seeking out the few people she'd met that seemed to want to befriend her. Both were Futanari like her. One named Kim, and the other named Ricky. They'd worked to make Adrianne feel welcome, but it was a difficult transition for Adrianne. Still, she was grateful to them for reaching out, and she didn't push them away.<br><br>Before the announcement by the director could begin, Adrianne felt her cell phone vibrate inside the pocket of her pajama bottoms. Looking at the screen, she saw a text message from Danielle, which surprised Adrianne. Dani hadn't texted her, but had been sending nightly emails detailing her day, how her rotations were going, and what her father was doing. Adrianne looked forward to them with both joy and sorrow. Still, she was glad that Dani wanted to keep in touch.<br><br><em><strong>Drea, I'm so, so sorry. My dad just told me. He's going to fight this. Believe me, they can't do this! It's unconstitutional! God, I'm so sorry. I love you, and I'll discuss more in my email tonight. Dani</strong></em><br><br>Adrianne was confused by the text, and felt a foreboding sense of dread bubbling in her gut. She had a feeling something terrible had just happened, and her fears were confirmed as the director stepped up to the lectern and pronounced that Futanari were being classified as a genetic disease. As if that weren't bad enough, Adrianne listened in horror as the director announced that the UN had declared that any Futanari held in prison would be subjected to medical testing. Her stunted medical training rebelled at the very thought of infringing on the body autonomy of another human being. How anyone could so casually decide to engage in such a horrendous practice, Adrianne couldn't even begin to guess.<br><br>The news that an influx of Futanari refugees would be admitted did not surprise Adrianne. Under such draconian treatment, she'd have been surprised to hear that there wouldn't be an influx. The idea of sharing a room did not particularly appeal to her, but to learn that she could share with staff and not another Futanari helped alleviate that particular anxiety. And she welcomed the news that the centre would be a closed campus, halting any Futanari from leaving. Adrianne had no plans to do that any time in the foreseeable future.<br><br>Adrianne stopped listening when the director started talking about the day to day minutiae. The news about the medical testing had upset her far more than she could ever have expected. She thought of her former classmates and colleagues at Cook County General Hospital, wondering if any of them would ever violate the sanctity of the doctor/patient privilege to subject one of their patients to such an atrocity. The fact that she couldn't answer that question with 100% certainty shook her to her core.<br><br>Adrianne found herself unconsciously falling into step behind Ricky and Kim as the auditorium began to empty. She was lost in thought, grieving for those who were unable to make it to the refuge and could have been subjected to the type of tortures that were just deemed legal. As the trio sat down in the mess hall for breakfast, Adrianne grabbed her cell phone from her pocket and began composing a text to Danielle.<br><br><em><strong>Dani. This is a tragedy. An absolute, unmitigated disaster. I'm so grateful to your family for helping me get here. I don't know what I'd have done without you all. Tell your father that we all wish him luck in his legal endeavors. And if you run into any Futanari during your rotations, please, please send them our way. I love you, and I miss you. Drea</strong></em><br><br>Adrianne looked up as she heard Ricky's voice. Her tone of voice seemed rather laissez-faire, but Adrianne knew that the woman had to be seething with anger under the surface. "I don't think that'll happen, Ricky," Adrianne said. "Roberta has friends in some powerful positions. Besides, they wouldn't dream of unleashing such a horrendous plague upon the populace. Our 'disease' could spread." Adrianne spat the word disease with all the disgust and vitriol she felt. "But if they try, my bow and quiver will be on the front line. I only wish my parents were able to ship my rifle to me. Mustn't let the genetic freaks arm themselves.... Cowards."<br><br>At Ricky's question regarding potentially bunking together, Adrianne shook her head imperceptibly. "Much as I appreciate the offer, Ricky, I don't know yet. Frankly, I don't know if I could bunk with anyone, really. I'll let you know."<br><br>Adrianne nearly jumped when she felt her phone vibrate. She'd forgotten that she'd been holding it.<br><br><em><strong>Drea, You know I will. Just promise me you'll stay safe. Don't do anything stupid. I want to see you again when it's safe. And if you can't come to me, I will absolutely come to you. My dad is in court today, arguing the constitutionality of the latest executive order. And Crystal is in court in New York arguing the same thing. I won't lie, though. The medical testing shook me. I can't help but think of that compound as a concentration camp, anymore. Those who fail to learn from history.... I have to go. I'll write to you tonight. I love you. Dani</strong></em><br><br>Adrianne closed her eyes and, for just a brief moment, allowed herself to feel the grief and despair she'd felt when Danielle left once more. Still, Adrianne knew the woman couldn't have stayed. She had a life to live. "Good news, though. You remember me telling you about that woman, Danielle, that I was dating? Her father and her sister are in court today, fighting this. I hope they win." Adrianne stood slowly, stretching as she did so. "Kim. Want me to spot for for you? You know I can keep that bag from moving on you. I'd offer to spar, but you know I'm a ranged fighter." Adrianne was hoping that the physical activity would help keep their minds off the disaster they'd just learned about. In the end, though, she knew that it wouldn't. Nothing would.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>03-05-2019, 04:17:31</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a5/5e/58/a55e5821b24ecb0c319ed3f32f920365.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Dorothy Ride</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Any; Ricky, Kimberly, Adrianne<br><hr><br>Dorothy paled at the news, even as she wasn't surprised.&nbsp; The ridiculously busty nurse was at the front of the auditorium during the announcement, along with most of the staff.&nbsp; She knew this was coming, it was really just a question of when.&nbsp; But so soon!&nbsp; They weren't ready for this; neither the staff, nor the refugees that were already living here.&nbsp; She pulled her lab coat tighter around her; Dorothy was wearing a chocolate brown cabled sweater with a high neck that was stretched taut over her generous chest, a knee length skirt of dark green, and a pair of sensible flats.&nbsp; Even wearing the sweater and her lab coat, she felt a chill.&nbsp; <br><br>There were going to be fights over this, if not sexual assaults.&nbsp; The poor girls has such a hard time controlling themselves on good days, let alone with the added stress.&nbsp; Which made it all the more important to advance her own research...but since the announcement mentioned the appalling medical testing now allowed on futas in the world at large, she doubted she'd have many volunteers for samples and to try the drugs she was working on.&nbsp; She...the girls wouldn't see her as part of the medical establishment, would they?&nbsp; They wouldn't want to get payback on her...no.&nbsp; No, they were all good women.&nbsp; She chose to trust them and that they knew she was on their side.<br><br>As the assembly broke up, she waited for a bit until the traffic dwindled and then set off to get breakfast herself.&nbsp; It was best to keep up the normal routines.&nbsp; And she wanted the girls to know she wasn't afraid of them.&nbsp; Because she wasn't.&nbsp; Not really.&nbsp; Even though she was now essentially locked in an isolated location with a number of superhuman people who also had superhuman libido and normal self-control.&nbsp; Her glasses had slid down her nose as she walked, head lowered in thought, and she pushed them up with the middle finger of her left hand as she entered the restaurant.&nbsp; <br><br>It was noisier than usual, which was to be expected, really.&nbsp; Everyone was talking about the announcement and what it would mean, speculating on who would have to have roommates, and so on.&nbsp; As she passed a table with a few girls she knew, she heard Ricky comment about the girls being thrown out and arrested, that Roberta could only do so much.<br><br>Dorothy hesitated and then turned to walk to stand beside the table, smiling a little sheepishly, "I'm sorry, girls, I didn't mean to eavesdrop.&nbsp; But I assure you that it's not just Roberta.&nbsp; All of us care about your girls and will do everything we can.&nbsp; No one's going to throw anyone out, I promise."&nbsp; She shook her head, "The government can bluster all they want but this is private property.&nbsp; It will be hard times, but, we'll all make it through."&nbsp; She tried her best to look confident.&nbsp; "We mustn't let those small minded idiots rattle us.&nbsp; We're stronger than they are, especially together."<br><br>That sounded good, right?&nbsp; Roberta would have liked it.&nbsp; She just wished she had the founder's charisma to back up the pretty words. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Lovely Tsaritsa</strong> on <strong>03-05-2019, 16:02:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bb/Jill6550.JPG)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Reyna Masiuk</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone<br><hr><br>Reyna walked down hallway, sucking on her fingers. Already, she needed doing so much, this morning. The extractors, for the Refuge, always they misfunctioned. It wasn't fault of Refuge, they purchased best equipment, for being made.<br><br>But, Reyna thought, whoever designed the extractors, didn't understand futa. The extractor machines, for working proper, needed futa to gently insert erect cock, into soft, lubricated slot. And, then stand very still, not moving, while extractor makes warm pulses, caressing cock like kisses, until it milks futa. Reyna guesses, inventors never think, that futas grab sides of extraction machines, and fuck them hard, and rough! Always, the casings crack, the wires for pulsings fray. At least, ten machines need fixing, a week, some times more!<br><br>Reyna licked her fingers, again, she smiled. Also, inventors never understand, how much semen gets milked, from futa. Extractors, they're supposed for collecting all the cum, where futa orgasms. And, then disposing it proper. But, sometimes futa release way more semen, then collection tanks hold? And, then creamy jizz backs up, into entrance slot, even drips down from of machine sometimes. Most maintenance workers grumble, for this. But, not Reyna. She loves it, it's her secret tasty treat. She thinks, it tastes different than male cum, maybe more sweet, she's not sure for knowing. And, she get gets naughty dreams, of someday tasting, direct from source.<br><br>Reyna's knees shook, a little, her hands tremble when she walked into cafeteria. Her panties, they were soaked, under her coveralls. Her naughty thoughts, they run through her head now, all the time. She closed her eyes, she took the deep breath. She knew, she needed for calming down. But, this was more difficult, every day. She thought maybe some breakfast, maybe it helps her. She wiped tiny little drop, of futa cum, from corner of mouth, and got her tray.<br><br>Eggs, and bacon, yum! She got the cup, of coffee too. And, sat down, with some other workers. Everyone chatted, some excited, some nervous. Reyna realised, that she missed some big annoucement, in auditorium. It took her minute, for realising, refugees no longer could leave Refuge. She looked over, at them, many looked scared. And, angry too. Reyna wondered, if trouble maybe might start. A room, of angry futa, could be violent.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raven Rawne</strong> on <strong>03-05-2019, 21:37:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.postimg.cc/wMvj12Mp/17170817-short-haircuts-for-girls.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Riley Reyes</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy<br><hr><br>The early sun cut deeply into the crowded Auditorium through it's tall windows, creating a spectacle of light and shadow above the gathered people. Sadly, it went unnoticed, as the hall was echoing with chatter, and new figured walked in through the spacious double doors. Leaning against a wall, a wee bit away from the center of this ad hoc crowd, which gathered near the stage and lecturer, was a woman who seemed to be bored out of her wits. Standing nearly six feet tall, thanks to her black suede ankle boots, she ran her hand along the white updo hair. Stainless steel rings on each knuckle of her left hand glistened in the light, though her other hand was free of excess weight. Dark blue "skinny" jeans and a perfecto leather jacket framed her figure, while a white tank top added a bit of light to the dark ensemble. An ID tag swayed lazily on her chest, with the word "Staff" in big red letters on top, then a very unprofessional looking picture, and a name.<br><br>Riley Reyes<br>Psychologist<br><br>Casually observing the congregation from a little distance, Riley seemed perfectly detached from what was going on. Her big doe green eyes peered at the policemen, lips slightly curling into a pout. She stayed at her post as the director gave his speech, then stayed for a moment to observe the reactions. Having seen enough, Riley sighed deeply, and proceeded to the doors, trying to fit in the crowd of young women like a clown on Wall Street.<br><br>The Cafeteria doors were kept open, and for good reason - the sudden influx of hungry people wouldn't look upon such an obstacle with mercy. Riley waded forward with the others, though her height allowed to look a bit further and spy for an opening to get in line. Breakfast was one of those things she did on autopilot - grab two toasts, some jam, coffee. Sometimes something more if she felt like it, or had to cure a hangover. Thus equipped, she set upon a journey to the far end of the room, where her favourite table was located. Tiptoeing around all those futas, most now upset or saddened, was never an easy task on the best of days, but today she didn't make it a few times and brushed her rather well shaped behind against some generous bulges - something she wanted to avoid whenever possible. Seeing the nurse, Dorothy, Riley smiled and propped the tray against her elbow, in order to free with her ring clad hand at the other woman. <strong>"Hey Doro! I'll dibs on our table, you coming?"</strong> - the cheery, raspy voice tried to reach through the wall of chatter and clattering of utensils to the nurse several tables away.<br><br>Finally, Riley made it to the "weirdo table" as she called it. Meaning, her lookout on basically the whole Cafeteria, and three seats for anyone who would like to join her. Usually someone from Staff, more often than not to discuss someting work related. Unless she managed to invite someone over, like today. If Dorothy would be in the mood for the company of the resident psycho, err, psychologist. Riley chuckled to herself at the thought of her overused mood lightener, and proceeded to coat the toast with jam, strawberry this time, while, most probably, thinking about the announcement.<br><br>But really, with Riley, she would be contemplating any number or odd things, while secretly observing the crowd of her patients. Sooner or later, most will swing by her doors, and the sudden influx of new refugees - she hated the term but, let it be - will mean lots of work indeed. Which reminded her to show up during orientation, and make sure the new arrivals knew where her doors even are in the first place. With a sigh, the white haired woman took the cup of coffee and sipped on it, leaning back and crossing her leg over the other like guys do, showing off her boot on top of her jeans clad knee.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>03-05-2019, 22:11:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a5/5e/58/a55e5821b24ecb0c319ed3f32f920365.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Dorothy Ride</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Any; Riley<br><hr><br>The nurse heard that familiar voice and turned her head this way and that.&nbsp; She then caught sight of Riley and gave her a little waving, nodding and pointing to indicate she'd be over soon.&nbsp; Then she looked back at the futas.&nbsp; "Sorry to intrude, I'll leave you girls to it.&nbsp; But please don't think we'd let anyone hurt you.&nbsp; And you know you can always come to the Health Center if you want quiet or for me to listen.&nbsp; Though Riley's really far better than me."&nbsp; She gave them another smile and went to fetch her own breakfast.&nbsp; <br><br>She weaved her way to the breakfast bar and to the "weirdo" table with the delightful if loud and wild psychologist.&nbsp; Dorothy only bumped into a few girls, usually with her chest, causing her to blush and apologize.&nbsp; <br><br>The nurse sat down heavily with a sigh, her tray clattering and sweater-clad tits bouncing.&nbsp; "Good morning," she chirped.&nbsp; For breakfast she had two soft boiled eggs, a buttered English muffin, a bowl of oatmeal with honey and a ton of cinnamon mixed into it, a banana, orange juice, and a huge mug of coffee which also has generous amounts of cinnamon added.&nbsp; Cinnamon was her favorite flavor, spice, and smell.&nbsp; <br><br>She smiled at her younger friend but it was a tense smile.&nbsp; "How are you today?&nbsp; And how much trouble do you think we're in?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>03-05-2019, 23:04:03</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://acetorimusic.files.wordpress.com/2013/11/tumblr_mslv8utcai1qbn0f7o1_640.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Ricky Simmons</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Restaurant<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kimberly, Adrianne, mentioning Riley and Reyna<br><hr><br>Ricky rolled her eyes at Kimberley's comment. <br><br>"Yeah yeah.. I know you're not into futanari. But if you ever need help.. you know... getting your release, I got two perfectly fine hands and a mouth."<br><br>She giggled and looked at her friend. <br><br>"Just saying.. I know you don't use the extractors anymore so if you ever need help.. Let me know alright?"<br><br>She stuffed her face full with mushrooms and egg and swallowed it down with a big gulp of milk.<br><br>"You still believe that somehow the world will look differently upon us Drea? Cause, you know they never fucking will right? And have you ever considered that maybe, just maybe... we really <em>are</em> a danger to society?"<br><br>The brunette gauched the reaction of her redhead friend. <br><br>"If my friend hadn't stabbed me a few years ago, I'd have raped her because I couldn't control myself and I know that if I wouldn't have been taken in here, I would have raped somebody else."<br><br>Ricky's vision on the events was a bit against the grain and she was often called out for her opinion but the simple fact of the matter was that years ago, she couldn't control herself anymore while being around her best friend and came very close to raping her. Luckily, or unlucky depending on the view, Ricky was desperate enough to try it in the kitchen and left her best friend no choice but to stab her with a knife. <br><br>"And the other things is, why, and this is a God's honest question, when they know how desperate some of us are,do they hire staff as fucking hot as the shrink... and have you seen that extractor assistant? Well, not you obviously.."<br><br>She pointed at Kim with her fork before putting another bite in her mouth. <br><br>"We're surrounded by smoking hot women we cannot fuck and one of the two futa's I'd fuck isn't into futa's. Fuck sake this all sounds like a joke doesn't it?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>03-05-2019, 23:38:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/6ySw6Sb.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Kimberly Danielson</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Adrianne, Dorothy, Ricky<br><hr> <br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=304160.msg14846711#msg14846711">Quote from: SithMistress on 03-05-2019, 04:11:39</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Kim. Want me to spot for for you? You know I can keep that bag from moving on you. I'd offer to spar, but you know I'm a ranged fighter."<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>As the offer was made, Kim paused for a bit, considering.&nbsp; At first, she'd been horrified at the idea of seriously learning to fight.&nbsp; As strong as she could get, it was more than possible that she'd hurt someone, especially when she was having a rough day.&nbsp; Today felt like a <em>very</em> rough day, when she really did want to hurt someone, even if she knew it wasn't a very good idea.<br><br>"Maybe later," she agreed.&nbsp; Maybe it would be fun to learn, even just the basics.&nbsp; Maybe having some way to defend herself would make her stop feeling so frustrated and helpless, even if she couldn't imagine she'd seriously be able to kung fu several cops to the ground if things got bad.&nbsp; Still, it might help get out a little aggression, which would help.<br><br>What would <em>really</em> help was giving her balls a good emptying.<br><br>As Dorothy came over, Kim noticed, chewing her pancakes.&nbsp; Rage showed in her eyes, not at Dorothy, but at the situation.&nbsp; She was about to comment, but needed a minute to chew her food, and before she got the chance, Dorothy was gone.<br><br>Probably for the best.&nbsp; Kim knew she had a hard time keeping her eyes on Dorothy's face, and Dorothy had to notice by now.&nbsp; Ideas of payback never even entered Kim's thoughts, even if her imagination was no less primal.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=304160.msg14847725#msg14847725">Quote from: Dashenka on 03-05-2019, 23:04:03</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Yeah yeah.. I know you're not into futanari. But if you ever need help.. you know... getting your release, I got two perfectly fine hands and a mouth."<br><br>She giggled and looked at her friend. <br><br>"Just saying.. I know you don't use the extractors anymore so if you ever need help.. Let me know alright?"<br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>At the idea, Kimberly paused for a moment, a big part of her not liking the idea, but still tempted all the same.&nbsp; Sometimes she just <em>ached</em>, and today was already looking to be a bad day.<br><br>Much of the conversation about whether she was a monster simply disheartened Kimberly, and she decided not to enter into it.&nbsp; Her eyes drifted sorrowfully to the corner.&nbsp; The mention of a new extractor assistant, however, had her attention.&nbsp; "Haven't seen her yet.&nbsp; I wonder if she can fix them up properly, though, so they're not apt to rip your dick off..."<br><br>The malfunction Kimberly hadn't been severely life-threatening, and had lasted less than a minute of objective time, but those fifty-odd seconds had been an absolute nightmare.&nbsp; Thankfully, all she'd had to show for it was a bruise that faded after a few days.<br><br>Kim knew she was going to need <em>something</em> to help her through the day.&nbsp; She just didn't know what it'd be.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>04-05-2019, 01:30:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/81/6e/3e/816e3eecab099cc580f77c485e327814.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Adrianne Lashbrook</strong></span> <br><strong>Location: </strong> Auditorium<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ricky, Kim, Dorothy<br><hr><br>Adrianne was startled when she heard Dorothy's soft voice behind her, interjecting herself in the conversation, but in that reassuring way Adrianne had come to expect from an RN. The woman tried to cheer them up by accenting the positives. But, it was hard to see a positive after what they'd all just heard. "Dorothy, I appreciate that sentiment. But, just because this is private property, that doesn't mean that those asshole politicians can't just write some bullshit law and shut this place down. We may be stronger than them, but unless you're talking revolution... Didn't you hear? We're diseased. Not a genetic anomaly, or mutation. Disease. As a nurse, doesn't that offend you? Because it offends me."<br><br>Adrianne had to take a moment to breathe, feeling anger beginning to override her control. She didn't want to risk losing that control in front of a busty, attractive woman. Especially one who'd been helping Adrianne in her studies to continue her medical training. "I appreciate your concern, Dorothy. I'll be coming by later to practice my suturing. Will you be there?" <br><br>Hearing the vitriol in Ricky's voice, Adrianne glanced over. The frustration writ on the woman's face was clear. And, frustratingly for Adrianne, she found that she couldn't argue the woman's point. If the world still had problems accepting the LGBTQ communities, how could she expect the world to accept the burgeoning Futanari community? It was a question she wasn't qualified to answer. But she had to give it a try.<br><br>"I wish I could argue that point with you, Ricky. Because as a med student, I've seen the kind of acceptance and support that is given to Futanari in the hospitals. The overall medical community seems to be more accepting than society itself. It'll take time, but treating us like we're little better than Lepers is a serious detriment to gaining acceptance." Adrianne sighed and took a sip of her juice. "It took a lot of time for Transgendered people to become mainstream, but they have. Eventually, the world will warm to us."<br><br>Listening to Ricky talk about being a danger to society made her think of the times Adrianne had lost control of her libido. How she'd become a barely restrained sexual beast, allowing the few women who'd consented barely a moment to offer consent before ravishing them. And there had been moments where she'd had to extract herself from a situation, lest she lose control. She could remember a time after she'd graduated high school when she'd been alone with a female friend. She'd come dangerously close to forcing herself on that friend, and if she hadn't made some lame excuse and ran off, she probably would have had a similar experience to Ricky. "We're not animals who can't take responsibility for ourselves, Ricky. To abrogate that and say we just can't control ourselves is tantamount to saying that it's in the nature of a Futanari to... Rape. I don't know much about you, but what I have learned is that you have the ability to control yourself. Maybe it's just that an environment such as this needs to exist more widely. A place where Futanari can feel safe, have a machine extract the copious amounts of semen produced, and not have to feel like we're outsiders. Shit, from my experience, I know there are a ton of women out there who'd offer to be sentient extractors, essentially letting themselves be used as sex toys for our gratification. There are those that can accept us for what we are. But, we need to present the best face possible, and we need to show that we're not what the world thinks we are."<br><br>Adrianne gathered her tray and the remnants of food piled on top. "Maybe that makes me an idealist. Or delusional. But, I don't ascribe to the idea that Futanari like us are inherently dangerous. It's a matter of discipline and the availability of facilities like this. I'm sorry to hear you may feel differently."<br><br>Adrianne was about to walk away when Ricky made her comment. She couldn't help but agree. There were a few staff members she'd had her eye on. That cute extraction tech was one of them. "Listen, Ricky. If you need to let off some steam later, let me know. I've got to get in some practice suturing and threading IV lines. But, I can make myself available if you need release. God knows I do..." Adrianne's eyes drifted toward the table Dorothy was sitting at, her eyes drinking in the woman's body. She'd had fantasies about that one. Working in close proximity made that an inevitability. "Call me if you do. You've got my number. Also, Kim, if you want to blow off some steam in the gym with a punching bag, like I said, I'll spot for you. For now, I'm going to get a workout in, maybe see if the extractors are online, and then I'll be in the med ward."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raven Rawne</strong> on <strong>04-05-2019, 11:20:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.postimg.cc/wMvj12Mp/17170817-short-haircuts-for-girls.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Riley Reyes</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy<br><hr><br>The psychologist barely nodded at her companion, peering intensely at a nearby table, then with an inhale, turned towards the nurse with a casual smile. <strong>"Seems like I won't go out and buy me some beer anytime soon. Me and Police don't work too well together..."</strong> She chuckled and took a sip of her morning coffee, while glancing over Dorothy's tray. <strong>"Huh, I never could eat more than a few bites in the morning... Anyway, yeah, we're pretty fucked up alright. Not only we'll have a whole lot of work, but also won't be able to leave, basically. And even if we did throw the towel, I don't expect many job opportunities. Guess I'm staying here for a looong time, hopefully not till I pay the student loans, that would be just, nope.</strong> Taking a bite of toast, Riley continued. <strong>"I just hope they won't tell me to take someone into my room, I have my work space there too! Wouldn't want anyone to "accidentally" check my notes or eavesdrop on therapy. These girls are tough nuts to open as it is.</strong><br><br>Positioning Riley's room, and by extension, her office, en route to some major spots like the gardens and TV room was a good call - girls could pretend they went elsewhere, and Riley often played to this little game so her patient wouldn't look "soft" by going to a psychologist. But with the influx of new women, and the news from today, there just might be an actual queue by her door soon enough.<br><br>Riley shook her head, after a moment of silence, then looked at the nurse. <strong>"You know, I've been trying to find any patterns in their cases, develop some form of therapy based on what I can get about sexual aberrations but, there's only so much you can do with strong will alone. Sooner or later, they may need an actual medication, methinks. To boost the therapy, like they do with sexual attackers with self control issues. I know it doesn't sound cool but, I guess that could be the first step. Lowering 'dem libidos a notch so they don't stare at my tits all the time witch pitched tents while I try to talk to them."</strong><br><br>Taking another bite of toast, Riley smoothed the hair on her head with her left hand, sighing.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLaughingOne</strong> on <strong>04-05-2019, 11:24:14</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/D0bJtXi.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Tilisa Tangley</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Enterance Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Any<br><hr><br>Tilisa huffed as she lugged her bag into the hallway, an old Seabag stuffed to the point of popping with what few worldy good she had. Only just dropped off by her police escort in a "civilian" car they had hung around just long enough to make sure she entered the Refuge before taking off.<br><br>The entire thing had been just... A bit scary. The legal proceedings had lasted through her birthday and a few months after, and now it felt like she was being punished with banishment to the refuge for a simple genetic accident and her parents abusing it... The officers who had taunted her hadn't helped, telling her stories of what was likely to happen to her at the hands of the other futas in the place. There was no way tho- ... Most of the stories were true. Even still she felt nervous as she looked around.. was Anybody going to meet her... Was breakfast being served? She hadnt eaten all morning...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>04-05-2019, 16:47:10</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a5/5e/58/a55e5821b24ecb0c319ed3f32f920365.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Dorothy Ride</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Adrianne; Riley<br><hr><br>Before she sought out Riley and the "weirdo" table, Dorothy caught Adrianne's question and would have nodded, meeting her eyes.&nbsp; She was quite pleased to have the girl come to the Health Center to keep her skills up.&nbsp; Having another qualified person around was a god send and her being a futa meant she could work with some of the girls who didn't trust Dorothy because she was "normal."<br><br>The nurse flushed at her friend's comment about her breakfast.&nbsp; "I just like to start the day off right!&nbsp; And I often end up working through lunch, so..."&nbsp; As a medical practitioner, she knew that wasn't good for her.&nbsp; She squished one of the eggs between the buttered sides of the muffin and then lifted it to take a bite, sighing as the still warm, liquid yolk of the egg burst in her mouth and flavored the rest of the bite.&nbsp; She chewed carefully before swallowing and adding, "And...I tend to eat my feelings.&nbsp; If I weren't more nervous, I'd probably be eating less."&nbsp; Riley would probably have guessed that anyway.&nbsp; She was good at her job though she didn't always project a standard professional image.&nbsp; Or ever.<br><br>She nodded at Riley's comments and concerns.&nbsp; "I know.&nbsp; There's a lot of confidential information in the Health Center too.&nbsp; But I can keep that locked up separately from my room.&nbsp; So I guess it'd be all right if I get bunked with someone."&nbsp; It would probably be another staff member.&nbsp; Bunking a futa with her seemed like it would be wildly irresponsible and unfair to the poor girl.&nbsp; Her face grew serious as Riley went on, even as the busty brunette started to eat her oatmeal.&nbsp; It cut into her seriousness a bit as she cutely spoon fed herself.&nbsp; <br><br>"You're right.&nbsp; A medical solution is necessary.&nbsp; I've started some research in that direction...but now I don't know."&nbsp; She shook her head, her tits swaying slightly with the motion.&nbsp; "We've got some of the medications you mentioned but I'm not sure how they'll effect futas as they were made for normal men.&nbsp; And I don't know if I'm going to have anyone volunteering for tests given that the director just made a big announcement about unethical medical testing being done to futas."&nbsp; She chewed on the empty spoon for a few moments, staring out over the rest of the cafeteria.&nbsp; She would have to speak to Adrianne about it when she came by later.&nbsp; She would understand and maybe able to sway some of the other girls.<br><br>"I don't know that any medicine will calm them down that much though," Dorothy said with a smile at her younger colleague.&nbsp; "You're very attractive after all, Riley.&nbsp; But it will help them focus past it."&nbsp; She sighed and started to eat with more gusto.&nbsp; "I should hurry and finish.&nbsp; The new arrivals will doubtless start getting here soon and as many of them as will consent to it should have physicals."<br><br>Which could be...interesting with futas.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dominique</strong> on <strong>04-05-2019, 22:13:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/6WUNyz7.png)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Devon Winters</strong></span> <br><strong>Location: Entrance Hall</strong> <br><strong>Tagging:Tilisa | Open</strong><br><hr><br>She really wasn't sure about this. Even as the cab drove up to the main entrance, Devon had half a mind to tell the driver to turn around and leave. Maybe take her to the train station instead, or to the airport. Hell, if she could afford it she would have gladly asked him to take her all the way back to Alaska in the hopes that her hometown had forgotten about her missteps. Poor Miss Green had had to move too, last she heard, but even in the remote little town tucked far north in America's coldest state, the dire reputation of futa's had been steadily seeping in. Her dad wouldn't tell her any of it, but aunt Lily had warned her that more and more of the folk Devon had known since she was a baby had begun to voice their concerns that maybe the teacher's part in what had really been little more than a short-lived affair, hadn't been entirely voluntary. No, she couldn't go there again, not while people like her were being seen as nothing short of abominations, social outcasts that really had no place in this world. <br><br>Except here, perhaps... <br><br>She eyed the building with mixed feelings that persisted even as the taxi ground to a slow halt. The cab driver knew all too well what kind of place this was and he had been watching her with growing disdain, ensuring that he wasn't getting a tip from Devon. She got out of the vehicle, paid, then went to the trunk and grabbed the army duffel bag herself. It felt light, and really, she didn't have much to carry with her; just some basic toiletries and a few changes of clothes, as well as the few keepsakes she'd brought from home. Not that Devon had ever been all that attached to material stuff, but still, she had a few trinkets she rather not part with. <br><br>There were police cars outside, and as she paced up the steps towards the main doors, she could see a few officials glancing her way. They caught sight of the army bag, her toned physique and detested her all the more for it. She ignored them and warily stepped inside. Unsure of what to expect, Devon was surprised by the interior of the building. She immediately felt a little underdressed, something that rarely bothered her. In a black tanktop, dark green combats and a grey jacket she didn't exactly look like she was going to fit in here much, a sentiment strengthened when she caught sight of another woman, looking a little lost out here in the lobby. Devon hesitated, not because she was shy but because she wasn't feeling particularly social. Still, the girl with the long, curly dark hair might know more than she did, and so Devon approached her, mustering her best non-military smile as she raised her hand in a wave. <br><br>"You new here too?" she said by manner of greeting, and Devon plopped her bag down at her feet. It landed with a dull thud on the toes of her dark boots, which didn't look particularly feminine. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>04-05-2019, 23:16:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://acetorimusic.files.wordpress.com/2013/11/tumblr_mslv8utcai1qbn0f7o1_640.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Ricky Simmons</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Restaurant, entrance hall.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kimberly, Adrianne, then Tilisa and Devon. Mentioning Riley.<br><hr><br>"You girls are dreamers if you think that we'll ever get accepted."<br><br>She watched the clock and cursed.<br><br>"Shit... I've volunteered to show two newbies around."<br><br>Ricky stuffed her face again with the last bits of toast, washed it down with milk and got up. <br><br>"Kim, if you need me, just to talk, you know where to find me or you have my number. I hate to see you so down and out..."<br><br>With that she got up, took her plate and mug and made her way through the restaurant towards the counter. She made a little detour to go past the table with the cute psychologist, smelled her scent and when she got to the counter, dumped her stuff and walked into the large entrance hall. Immediately she spotted her targets. The bags at their feet was the major giveaway. In her mind she already made an assessment which would like to have sex and which was still in denial about who she really was. She walked up to them and smiled. <br><br>"Hiya, you the new girls? I'm Ricky and I'll be your designated buddy for the coming weeks."<br><br>It was a stupid name and everybody agreed. But Roberta insisted on it being called that and with everything the elderly lady was doing for them, very few actually complained and just went along with it. <br><br>"I'm here on behalf of Lady McCann and the entire staff to bid you welcome to the mansion. I'll give you a quick tour, explain some of the rules and show you to your rooms."<br><br>The mansion was building a huge new wing behind the old building to expand capacity and Ricky didn't know if the new girls would get a room in that or if they got lucky and got a nice classic room.<br><br>"Let's go shall we? When we're done you can have something to eat if you haven't already. The restaurant is on the right. Straight through there is the main staircase and behind that is the garden. There's a soccer field, tennis court and people usually do running around the building... For fun."<br><br>Ricky shrugged at the thought of it and hurried the two new girls along into the corridor on the left. <br><br>"So here's the reception. Any repair request or other administrative questions, you can ask them here."<br><br>Ricky greeted the man behind the desk, gave him the name of the two new girls and explained that the mail would be posted into the small letter boxes opposite the office. Each was numbered with the same number as the rooms. After a few minutes the man gave Tilisa and Devon a form each to sign and a key and welcomed them to the refuge. Ricky inspected the numbers and smiled. <br><br>"Adjacent rooms... Nice.. and in this building not the extension wing."<br><br>She continued to walk down the corridor. <br><br>"Most rooms here are offices. Psychologist here, doctor here.." <br><br>After going through them all they reached the end of the corridor. <br><br>"Down there on your right is the A wing, which at the end splits in the C and B wing. Trust me, it sounds more complicated than it is. You're both in C."<br><br>Ricky went on to explain that she was the first official resident in the refuge and pointed the girls to her room, A1, in case they had questions or wanted to talk. <br><br>"Part of my job as your buddy," she smiled. <br><br>At the end of the A wing, on the crossroads of B and C there was a door. <br><br>"So ehm... behind this are the extractors. I'm not entirely sure if you know what they are. Basically inside you'll find a few cubicles. They're mostly soundproof and in there is the extractor and a monitor. (https://img.rule34.xxx//images/2137/bd3b8fdb1d078fcb6303e085abdafa1b.png?2377925) The instructions are on the monitor. Basically you treat it as if it was a woman and the machine does the rest for you. They should be cleaned after each use and they can take quite a bit of abuse. So have at it."<br><br>Already Ricky knew that by the end of the tour, she needed it. Trying to her best to hide her growing bulge she continued down the C wing until they were nearly at the end. These are your rooms. Across the garden is a gym and a pool. On the first floor is a large library and a few computers you can use if you don't get your own."<br><br>She opened the first door and worked both girls in, not caring much who's room it was. <br><br>"There's a few rules that really are important. Breaking them could get you expelled. First of all there's the usual. No drugs, no smoking, no violence. Second of all, sex between futa's isn't allowed in public areas and sex between us and the staff is forbidden. You have your own showers and you're allowed to get whatever stuff into your rooms but no cooking. This building is rather old and if everybody were to cook themselves, the fire hazard would be rather big. So breakfast is served between 6:30 and 9, lunch is between 12 and 1 and dinner between 6 and 8."<br><br>She looked around the room. It was rather empty apart from some basic furniture. The bathroom was stocked and the bed was made but it lacked anything personal. Ricky also noticed that these rooms were smaller than hers. <br><br>"So.. here's my phone number. If you need anything or have any questions or just want to talk, you know my room and if I'm not there text or call me ok? Any questions?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>05-05-2019, 02:16:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/6ySw6Sb.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Kimberly Danielson</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Adrianne, Ricky, Open<br><hr> <br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Also, Kim, if you want to blow off some steam in the gym with a punching bag, like I said, I'll spot for you. For now, I'm going to get a workout in, maybe see if the extractors are online, and then I'll be in the med ward."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Kim nodded at that, tempted, but just not feeling it right this moment.&nbsp; "Maybe later, after I have a chance to digest breakfast," she offered, and waved goodbye for the time being.&nbsp; It wasn't that Kim didn't want to hit something at the moment; she didn't want to <em>want</em> to hit something, which made it all the worse.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote">Quote</div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">"Kim, if you need me, just to talk, you know where to find me or you have my number. I hate to see you so down and out..."</blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Kim smiled a little.&nbsp; "It's just...yeah."&nbsp; She smiled at the offer, appreciating it.&nbsp; Even just knowing she wasn't alone helped so much.&nbsp; What she probably really needed was a walk.<br><br>With breakfast done, she wandered on off, heading to check the extractors.&nbsp; She <em>had</em> to start using them again, she realized, to find some courage and release her needs somehow.&nbsp; They'd said not to use them while the new group was being given the tour, which helped: it meant that there was no pressure to use it right now.<br><br>There had to be something she could do.&nbsp; Maybe she could talk with one of the technicians, have them inspect the machine right before she used it.&nbsp; It had been far too long since her last release, and if she wanted to be <em>herself</em>, she needed to come multiple times a day.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLaughingOne</strong> on <strong>05-05-2019, 07:21:01</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/D0bJtXi.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Tilisa Tangley</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Entrance Hall<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Devon, Ricky<br><hr><br>Tilisa bounced on the balls of her toes and worked her lip between her teeth lightly as she waited nervously, but gave a loud squeek and jumped in surprise so caught up in her head she didnt even notice Devon approaching. Up close she looks fairly young, about 18 at best and looked nervous as hell. She gave a shaky smile, "Sorry! Just.. Nervous.. I'm Tilisa Tangley. Pleasure to meet you!" She holds out her hand to shake, "Yeah, just got here. Waiting to see if someone is-"<br><br>She blinked and turned to Ricky as she approached, giving a smile, "Oh! Hello! Yes! I'm Tilisa!" She set down her seabag with a heavy KLUNK and offered her hand to Ricky as well giving a soft shake, "Thanks for offering to show us around!" She smiled brightly, if still a bit nervous as introductions were exchanged, but followed along dutifully as they were lead on the tour, quickly filling out her paperwork and doing her best to memorize the layout they were shown, but she just Lights right up at the mention of a gym and pool. <br><br>The mention of extractors on the other hand made her mocha skin blush heavily, then nervously raised a hand, "Umm.. So... .. Why... Extractors..? Couldnt people just..." Her raised hand waggles in a suggestive manner, which she only just seems to notice making her blush even more and put her hands behind her back, the motion drawing attention to the bulge growing in her tightening pants..<br><br>When they entered the room, she paused checking it and her papers and smiled, "This ones mine!" She hefted her bag into a chair and looked around, nodding as Ricky finished, though her face fell some, "I... Dont have a phone, my parents said they were a distraction.. I dont even really got alot of money.. All my winnings were confiscated..." Her face darkens some as she mutters quietly, <span style="font-size: 6pt;" class="bbc_size">"Not that i actually got any of it...</span>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raven Rawne</strong> on <strong>05-05-2019, 13:01:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.postimg.cc/wMvj12Mp/17170817-short-haircuts-for-girls.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Riley Reyes</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy<br><hr><br>Taking a few bites of toast as a convenient pause to think, Riley nodded, glancing around the cafeteria. One of the girls was walking past their table, and she looked up at her on reflex, smiling reassuringly. Once the girl passed, she couldn't help but linger on her rather shapely behind, before snapping out from it and looking at Dorothy as if nothing happenned. <strong>"Yeah, I would expect many of them to refuse a cold medication right now, not to mention a drug used on male sexual abusers... I'll try to test the waters with my patients, the cooperative ones, maybe they would be willing to try. I mean, the whole idea of us being here is not just sheltering, but trying to help. Trying as the key word."</strong> She sipped some coffee and looked on her now empty plate. <strong>"I just wish they kept that in mind, rather than ask for a magic solution all the time."</strong><br><br>Out of the blue, Riley gave her colleague a puzzled look. <strong>"Did you just call me attractive? Eh, anyways, you're right, gotta scoot back to my place, they did mention new arrivals so I suppose I should sit on my, ahem, <em>attractive</em>, ass, at least till lunch, in case I'm needed. Or something."</strong> The psychologist downed the rest of her coffee, and stood up, holding her tray in order to carry it back. She leaned confidentially to the nurse, unintentionally presenting her backside to the wide audience, and said quietly: <strong>"Hey, be careful with those physicals, most of my patients say they don't like being watched or touched, you know where. Just a word of caution."</strong> Straightening her posture, Riley flashed a smile at Dorothy, and said louder: <strong>"See you later then!"</strong> She strolled to one of the carts and slid the tray on it, so the staff can take it all for a wash. Patting her hands together like after a job well done, she looked around, and left the cafeteria, heels clanking on the stone floor.<br><br>The halls were mostly empty, some girls who finished their breakfast earlier hurried to some place or another, or just chatted in the public space. Riley smiled at them, a habit by now. Hands in her jacket pockets, heels announcing her presence from afar - which she liked actually, since it meant she had less chances of walking into something she didn't want to see, and made a point to walk rather loudly because of it. Finally, the magic portal to her own space, also known as doors, came into view, and Riley took out the key. She opened the door, and hung an impromptu sign on the doorknob "The doctor is IN". She closed the doors, and walked into her office. Walls covered with some fine looking tapestry, green with gold motifs. Stone finish around doorways and windows, and thick wooden beams on the ceiling gave this place nearly Hogwards feel. She chuckled, stepping on a creaky floor board, and proceeded to a big old wooden desk by the window, passing an armchair and a sofa she used for consultations. Seated in a matching chair, not really comfy though, Riley took her laptop and a bag of chips from the drawer, powered it on, and hummed, resting her legs on the desk top.<br><br>Her silhouette cast a deep shadow, as light peered from the stylized windows behind her, intruding into the room. There were doors on the right, leading to her private room, with adjacent bathroom. The only way in was through the office, which made things both easy and complicated at the same time. Depends on the situation, really. It's sole resident decided to fight the silence, and put up some rock tunes from the laptop speaker, and took out some notes off another drawer, along with a fountain pen, a blue Visconti Rembrand she got as a gift. Frowning slightly she started typing into the laptop from her notes, habitually patting her lips with the pen.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>05-05-2019, 16:13:02</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a5/5e/58/a55e5821b24ecb0c319ed3f32f920365.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Dorothy Ride</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria moving to Health Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Riley, Adrianne, Any<br><hr><br>"Well, I, yes, I mean, y-you are, and-"&nbsp; Dorothy cut herself off from further talk by shoving the other egg into her mouth.&nbsp; Her face was red.&nbsp; Yes, of course, she'd said Riley was attractive.&nbsp; She knew she was pretty, didn't she?&nbsp; She had to.&nbsp; The nurse chewed her food and sighed mentally at having said things the wrong way somehow.&nbsp; As the younger woman stood to leave, she swallowed, "Good luck, Riley!"&nbsp; Her blush deepened at Riley's last comment, "B-but I have to check for testicular conditions or signs of STDs and-and-most futas are extraordinarily sexually active but don't have access<span style="font-size: 6pt;" class="bbc_size"> to proper care before coming here so,&nbsp; have to at least <em>look</em>..."</span><br><br>But the other woman was gone, any of Dorothy's words no doubt drowned out by the general noise.&nbsp; She sighed and tucked into her food in earnest until just the banana was her coffee remained.&nbsp; A quick refill on her coffee, adding more cinnamon and sugar of course, and she was on her way.&nbsp; She peeled the banana as she crossed the restaurant, taking it into her mouth without really thinking about the wisdom of doing that around the girls.&nbsp; Her eyes caught sight of Adrianne and the others at her table as she left and she waved and then gestured, hoping to indicate that the futanari could come to the Health Center whenever she wished.<br><br>The Health Center, informally called the doctor's office or clinic or any number of things but it was all the same place.&nbsp; While Roberta wasn't a medical professional, she had enough sense that when the refuge was put in, she made sure that the Health Center was easily accessible from as many directions as possible.&nbsp; Meaning that while it still only had one main door which had both a deadbolt operated by a key and a magnetic lock that only some staff's ID cards opened, the location was close to the residences as well as the places for both indoor and outdoor activities.&nbsp; Not that many would be using the outdoor spaces now; who wanted to run or play basketball or what have you while cops and soldiers have you the hairy eyeball from behind the Refuge's fence?<br><br>The Health Center had a small reception area with several comfy chairs and a small love seat, a few magazines set about and a TV that was set to a PBS station.&nbsp; There was a counter with a glass window which is where Dorothy would meet those coming in; a tone sounding in the back whenever the door to the Center was opened.&nbsp; There was a locked door in reception also that took a separate key from the main door and could also be unlocked from the inside.&nbsp; Given the medications and patient information inside, the Refuge wanted to make sure both were well protected.&nbsp; Past the reception area was an L shaped hallway with a lab, four private exam rooms, a slightly larger room a few beds in case anyone needed longer treatment but wasn't serious enough to go to a hospital, and the place's own private restroom, complete with shower in case of chemical spill.&nbsp; The walls here had a layer of cork on both sides as well as the normal insulation, both to better control temperature and as soundproofing; again, the privacy of the girls' medical treatment and information was paramount.&nbsp; There were also no cameras except in some of the medicine cabinets and chemical storage.<br><br>Dorothy sighed as she used her key and ID to open the door, flipping on the lights and setting the sign by the door to "Open."&nbsp; &nbsp; Lights and the TV came on, not currently a show but apparently announcing that today was going to be a day of travel and nature shows about the Mediterranean.&nbsp; She smiled wistfully as the next program started and showed white sand beaches and azure seas.&nbsp; "Wouldn't that be nice?"&nbsp; Then she opened up the reception door, which locked behind her after she passed and went to the desk, starting up the computer and beginning to set up the day's schedule.&nbsp; The day was clear of appointments, as if often was, meaning anyone who wished to come by could do so.&nbsp; While any new arrivals were encouraged to get a basic physical or at least answer some medical questions, it was not required since they were not here voluntarily.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>05-05-2019, 22:15:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/81/6e/3e/816e3eecab099cc580f77c485e327814.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Adrianne Lashbrook</strong></span> <br><strong>Location: </strong> Medical Wing<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy<br><hr><br><br>Adrianne took her tray and dumped the contents into one of the garbage cans near the exit, leaving the tray on top with the others. She then headed back to her room to change into her workout clothes. While she'd worked out in her pajamas once or twice before, she didn't relish the idea of having a wardrobe malfunction on a day when newcomers were scheduled to arrive. Not if she was trying to be good and avoid any encounters with staff or another Futanari. Controlling her base desires had been difficult for Adrianne when she'd first arrived, as she didn't have Danielle around for those moments when she needed release. Like all Futanari, Adrianne did need release at least three times a day, though some days were worse than others. Working in close proximity to someone as gorgeous as Dorothy meant that Adrianne had to excuse herself from time to time to make use of an extractor when the urge to assault the woman started to manifest itself. The gesture Dorothy made as Adrianne was leaving the mess hall was a subtle reminder that she was probably looking forward to seeing Adrianne later. <br><br>Quickly changing into a sports bra and leggings before making her way to the gym, Adrianne caught sight of Ricky leading some of the new arrivals on a tour. She didn't envy the other woman, as she remembered her own nervousness when she'd first moved in. Her transition was made slightly easier, in that she had the opportunity to say goodbye to Danielle, but these new Futanari coming in didn't have that same opportunity she had. On top of that, she realized that these new refugees weren't going to be able to have the comfort Adrianne did, as they were going to have to double or triple up in a room. Adrianne didn't relish that idea, but she recognized the necessity.<br><br>Adrianne was grateful to find the gym empty, as it meant less temptation to avoid working out, and less forced socialization or compromise. She hated having to cut her workout short to allow others to use the equipment. But, again, she recognized the necessity. Adrianne began with a 5 mile warmup jog on a treadmill. She then spent her time working her biceps and triceps, as she needed to remain strong enough to draw her bow. She was please that she'd had the strength to draw a 100 pound bow, as it was what the archers of old used during the Middle Ages. Which meant she could, if the need ever arose, defend the compound with her only available weapon. She knew the chances of that happening were vanishingly small, and that she wouldn't last long if she did. But, being able to participate in some semblance of self defense meant she didn't feel as helpless as she did when she'd first gotten to the compound.<br><br>Her workout done, Adrianne returned to her room and took a shower. Inevitably, her mind drifted to the times she'd shared a shower with Danielle, and the two had made love. She'd enjoyed the feel of warm water pounding her body as her rock-hard cock slid in and out of Danielle. The memory provoked her hand to move and she began stroking herself as she relived one of those moments. The memories had become more frequent as time passed, since she couldn't create new ones with Danielle for the foreseeable future. Several of the other Futanari had found it odd that Adrianne had been monogamous with Danielle, as their heightened libido and increased production of semen meant that they needed release often. And many women couldn't keep up with that need. Danielle was one of those rare few who could, though, and Adrianne missed her terribly.<br><br>Her body tightened and contorted slightly as her cock spasmed and shot its load onto the tile wall of her shower. Feeling slightly embarrassed, Adrianne used the shower head to clean the matter away and finished up by washing her hair. After toweling herself dry, Adrianne donned a pair of scrubs with the logo of the compound embroidered on her left breast and left to join Dorothy in the med bay. Her need to visit one of the extractors was less urgent after having given herself a little manual release in the shower.<br><br>As was the norm, Dorothy was stationed at the med center's front desk, looking rather bored, but ready to serve if needed. Adrianne grinned as she saw the woman practically perk up at the sight of the redhead walking in. "Heya, Dorothy. I'm here to start practicing my suturing. So, if we get any lacerations, I'd like to do the sewing. Also, do you mind if I do the focused H&amp;Ps today? I didn't get the practice I needed on my rotation in the ER. And you know, any doc worth their salt has to be able to take a history and do a physical. With your help, of course."<br><br>Adrianne tried not to stare at Dorothy too much, as she knew the woman was a bit sensitive about her looks. Not that she thought herself ugly by any stretch of the imagination. However, Dorothy had confided in Adrianne once that she was self conscious about her breasts, and how she worried about being surrounded by a band of lusty Futanari. Adrianne had had to lie to the woman and say that she hadn't given the woman's appearance any thought. In truth, Adrianne had spent many a night fantasizing about the busty woman and the things she wanted to do to her. "So, do you have any pigs feet I can practice on? Or did supply forget to order some again?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dominique</strong> on <strong>05-05-2019, 22:32:15</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/6WUNyz7.png)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Devon Winters</strong></span> <br><strong>Location: Entrance Hall</strong> <br><strong>Tagging:Tilisa | Ricky | Open</strong><br><hr><br>She didn't know why Tilisa was so nervous in the one safe haven for people like them, but the girl looked so cute that Devon could easily forgive her her skittish behaviour. She took her hand with a firm grip of her own. "Devon," she said, her own smile turning more sincere now. She was quite happy to learn more about her, in part because she was the first futanari Devon had ever met in her life. That she was about to catch up with a vengeance was obvious though; there were several people walking past, and even before Devon was able to question Tilisa about where she was from and how she'd ended up here, a beautiful redhead approached them. Devon found it difficult not to quickly size up their groin area, finding that most people here wore clothes that did little to hide their sizable members underneath. Even in the two minutes she'd been here Devon had noticed people in various states of arousal, and although she couldn't altogether blame them, it did surprise her. After all, she'd spent half a lifetime sofar trying not to lose control like that. <br><br>"Hey Ricky," she greeted the newcomer, although that was probably a bad way to describe her considering how Ricky was the only one who actually knew the ins and outs of the refuge. Devon introduced herself again, then followed as a tour was quickly started. She didn't really care too much about learning the proper layout; she was going to be here for God-knew-how-long, and she'd rather spend at least some of it marvelling over everything being new. Her thoughts wandered as she followed the alluring girl, trying not to focus on how she looked, and how she looked from behind in particular. She even glanced to the right but that only shifted her focus to Tilisa, who was a vision, albeit a somewhat more innocent looking one, in her own right.<br><br>Devon would soon discover that the refuge was inhabited, it seemed, entirely by beautiful women, though. During the tour she didn't see a single unattractive person, and as they passed the medical offices she just glimpsed one of the staff members entering the psychologist's office, making it abundantly clear that not <em>only</em> the refugees were stunning. <br><br>"So is being seriously hot a prerequisite to be here?" she wondered out loud, and there was a hint of cynicism to the words. Part of what had made being in control of her urges easier was the fact that Devon had lived most of her life in one of the most remote places in the United States. There were more moose than people, and even then, the folk of Ester were mostly hairy men well above their thirties - not exactly her type. <br><br>Like Tilisa, the mention of the extractors was what had her properly surprised though. She eyed the door Ricky had indicated warily, trying to figure out what that was supposed to be like. "Must be some pretty amazing things for people to go out there and use a friggin' machine to get off," she said, distracted by her blushing fellow newcomer. The contrast of Tilisa's bashful appearance and her growing state of arousal were getting to Devon, and she tensed a little, focusing on her breathing more consciously for a bit. After all, she really didn't want to lose that carefully constructed self-control the moment she'd crossed the threshold, just because here, she <em>could</em>. <br><br>The mention of a gym caught her interest, and she wondered if there would be any boxing equipment, or at least some punching bags. Running around the premises was all good and well, but she needed something a little more intense to work off her frustrations around here. Devon followed Ricky and Tisila into the bedroom, which was next to the one she'd be spending her days in the forseeable future inside of. It looked simple and clean, not too big but still a lot more luxurious and private than the barracks she'd been used to. <br><br>Leaning against the doorpost with her shoulder, Devon let her bag settle on the floor before crossing her arms, focusing on Ricky now. "So you're saying the <em>refugees</em> here are free to do whatever they want together, as long as it isn't in public?" She inclined her head to one side a little, not wanting to seem too interested but her curiosity piqued for sure. "Does that happen a lot, or does everyone go into their cubicles several times a day like good girls?" She could scarcely imagine it; of course, Devon was well practiced at getting herself off, but she'd always much preferred the company of another woman. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>05-05-2019, 23:22:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://acetorimusic.files.wordpress.com/2013/11/tumblr_mslv8utcai1qbn0f7o1_640.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Ricky Simmons</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> C Wing<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Tilisa and Devon<br><hr><br>"Officially.. no. We're not allowed to have sex together as some of us are very... persuasive. So they're afraid we'll take advantage of the weaker but as you said, being pretty is a prerequisite to be here... So sex between us, really, can't be forbidden. As long as you do it in private. If you were to screw somebody's brains out in the lobby for example, you risk getting expelled. <br><br>Ricky smiled at the girls. Sure they were sceptical about the extractors. So was she when there were only two.<br><br>"Listen, I know this might sound weird to you but..."<br><br>She sighed. She was cynical of everything in the world and was considered by her friends to be fairly negative about a lot of things. <br><br>"Out there, you had to control yourself and you probably could have avoided the temptations. So you did what, twice a day? Trust me, with all the temptations walking around here, you'll be lucky if you can control yourself enough to do it only twice a day. Most here, do four, five, six times, maybe more. Doing it all by hand gets boring and not to mention exhausting. Then you have to clean it all up... It's just such a hassle. Just shoving your cock in a slightly warm, ribbed and comfortable machine will sound pretty good eventually. They really do feel like women and with all the settings it has... phew.."<br><br>Eventually they'd use it, Ricky was sure of that. No matter how well anybody could control herself, even Adrianne used them. <br><br>"I can't help you with a phone. You should ask somebody to either send money or order one for you. We can receive mail and we can order stuff online no problem. If you want some tips on how to make some quick money let me know."<br><br>She winked at Tilisa and smiled. <br><br>"Meanwhile, if you need me, just come to my room and knock. Or ask somebody else to call me and if it's really urgent, the doctor's office and the psychologist office are usually open during work hours."<br><br>Ricky looked around and went to the front door. <br><br>"So, is there anything I can help you with? Breakfast is still served... Look, I know it's all a bit much to take in but it's a really nice place here. We're safe, we're among equals and nobody judges."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLaughingOne</strong> on <strong>06-05-2019, 01:38:02</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/D0bJtXi.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Tilisa Tangley</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> C. Wing<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Devon, Ricky<br><hr><br>Tilisa listened, though looked a little skeptical at Rickys explanation, but she doesn't argue the point as the girl would know much better having been here longer. But Seriously.. They couldn't have designed it to be just a bit more appealing..?<br><br>She considered what Devon said, there was a very high number of cute people around, the realization she found them so made her blush again, and that being pretty was a requisite to come here. A brief moment came where she wondered if there was a different compound for plain looking futas, and... well, she disliked how uncharitably her brain put it, uggos. But banished the thoughts from her head as she started to unpack her bag while continuing to listen.<br><br>A decent sized pile of plushies ended up on the bed, the top most an old well loved coyote plush, wearing a top hat, and an assortment of others followed by several sets of clothing carefully packed away, and a small set of training belts and bands made to have varying levels of weights attached on, the largest she has being a set of 20 pounders. She scowls slightly at the "someone to send you money" not so much at Ricky making the comment, but more of a lack of someone to ask.. But at the offer of tips on getting some she perked right up, "Make money? Like how? they have chores here people can do for money..?"<br><br>She found herself blushing a little more each time the others looked at her, she could sense that Hunger in their eyes, and damn it, it was starting to get to her as well! Damn it.. Why didnt she wear something more baggy in the trouser section..<br><br>"Oh! Um.. Thanks for showing us around, and if anything comes up I'll be sure to ask you!" she smiles, then considers, "How much longer will breakfast run..? They didnt actually give me anything to eat before bringing me here..." She tried to figure if she could hold off on... Release... Until after getting something to eat, or, if she had time to work one out and go to breakfast as a presentable person..
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>06-05-2019, 04:12:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a5/5e/58/a55e5821b24ecb0c319ed3f32f920365.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Dorothy Ride</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Health Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Adrianne<br><hr><br>Dorothy had finished the schedule clearance and set up as well as finished the last of the record keeping that needed tidied up from yesterday.&nbsp; She rarely left any from one day to another but the Director had told the staff about the announcement yesterday afternoon and it had thrown off the whole day.&nbsp; She sighed and leaned back in the chair at reception.&nbsp; She wanted to run some tests...but the latest batch of samples weren't yet available.&nbsp; And it wasn't like she had any patients to ask if she could draw a little blood for testing...not that they'd agree anyway after word of what was happening.<br><br>She was wondering if she could get any of "material" that the girls could view in the extractor chambers on her laptop to alleviate her boredom when the door opened and her most regular visitor walked in.&nbsp; "Adrianne!&nbsp; I knew you were coming by but I wasn't sure when.&nbsp; I'm so glad to see you!"&nbsp; She genuinely was.&nbsp; Adrianne was smart, charming, pretty, and had much of the same training Dorothy did.&nbsp; They could talk shop, she could help with any patients that came in, it just made the time go by so fast!&nbsp; She had found herself looking forward to her visits since she'd arrived, which wasn't long ago, and had come to confide in the girl quickly and easily.&nbsp; <br><br>She unlocked the door and stood up, walking around to meet the redhead as she entered, beaming.&nbsp; "Yes, of course you can handle any H&amp;Ps that we get today.&nbsp; I'm sure you'll do great.&nbsp; I'll observe but I'm sure you won't need my help."&nbsp; She waved her back to the lab, "I actually have some for you to practice on, but you wouldn't believe it!&nbsp; We got them in as ordered but the head chef claimed they were for the kitchen instead!&nbsp; We argued and argued...until the Director just decided to split them between us and the kitchen.&nbsp; What could they possible make with those?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yukina</strong> on <strong>06-05-2019, 04:44:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/96xlKih.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Chizuru Shiranome</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Health Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy, Adrianne<br><hr><br>Chizuru nervously wheeled herself down the hallway with her suitcase in her lap. The flustered nerd was having a harder time keeping up a stable face than usual due to the news that had popped up on her social media feeds this morning. The frazzled genius would have likely been dead on the streets right now if she hadn't managed to arrive in this refuge at just the perfect time. She couldn't leave anymore, but truly it was far more preferable than to being any sort of prison pet or science experiment. She doubted she would have even survived such a thing even if she could walk!<br><br>However, the pondering math geek found herself having to survive not looking like a total pervert at her suggested physical as she got a look at just who was in the nurse's office. Not only was there a cute twenty-something with pigtails, but the person the gazing dork assumed was the one in charge was in her own realm of notable endowments! As if the way Dorothy's dress gave away her large bosom wasn't enough, the covert pervert already had a rather lewd image of her floating about her maddened mind where the outfit was completely see-through. For Adrianne, it was a red string bikini that left little coverage! <br><br>"Hello. I was told I should probably come down here to get phy....to get a physical?" The frantic woman stumbled on her words, doing a poor job in quickly attempting to correct them before she crossed a line. The lustful bookworm tried her best to avoid squirming as she couldn't help but feel herself slowly get worked up below. Being the type to dash home after her job was done, she never really experienced being stuck in a place where everyone was at least an eight! She maybe only spotted one or two a day at her old position at best. It didn't help that her bashful brain was already picturing the pair snuggling up against her. Her only fortune was the fact her luggage provided a nice bit of cover to the state of her skirt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>06-05-2019, 05:02:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a5/5e/58/a55e5821b24ecb0c319ed3f32f920365.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Dorothy Ride</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Health Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Adrianne, Chizuru<br><hr><br>The sound of a sweet voice caught Dorothy's ear and she turned to see the young woman in the wheelchair in reception; a stunning girl of Asian descent with lovely hair, bright eyes, and...wow.&nbsp; Dorothy hadn't seen many chests that rivaled hers but this girl just might!&nbsp; "Oh, yes, of course!&nbsp; Welcome, Miss."&nbsp; The nurse buzzed the door open and grinned at Adrianne, "Looks like the sutures will have to wait.&nbsp; Your first H&amp;P!&nbsp; So exciting!"&nbsp; <br><br>As the new arrival entered, Dorothy gave her a smile, "I'm Dorothy Ride, Miss.&nbsp; I'm the live in, on-site medical person, a licensed Nurse Practitioner.&nbsp; I'm here or on call 24/7, for anything you need."&nbsp; She gestured, "This is Adrianne Lashbrook.&nbsp; She's a resident here, not staff, but she's also highly trained medically so she assists me.&nbsp; She'll be doing your physical and getting your history today, with me observing."&nbsp; <br><br>The buxom brunette noted the suitcase in her lap.&nbsp; "Oh, they sent you here first before your room?"&nbsp; It really was getting crazy out there, wasn't it?&nbsp; "Hmph, they can be so insensitive."&nbsp; Dorothy held out a hand, "You don't need to take that into the examination room, it'll be safe out here if you're okay leaving it at reception."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>06-05-2019, 05:59:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/81/6e/3e/816e3eecab099cc580f77c485e327814.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Adrianne Lashbrook</strong></span> <br><strong>Location: </strong> Medical Wing<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy, Chizuru<br><hr><br><br>Adrianne smiled at Dorothy's pleased demeanor. The busty nurse probably wasn't faking her enjoyment of seeing Adrianne, as the two had become somewhat close. Adrianne had been working hard to continue her medical training, and the only person really qualified to teach her was Dorothy. Despite the fact that the woman was a nurse practitioner and had a limited skill set, she was able to help Adrianne with her basic training skills, like doing IVs, catheters, the occasional central line, and suturing. Adrianne was grateful to Dorothy, and more often than not, she wished she could repay the woman in a way that was prohibited. Not that such a thing would stop Adrianne. <br><br>"Heya Dorothy!" Adrianne said, moving through the waiting area toward the door leading into the back. "I'd expected to be here a little later, but the damned extractors are off line, and I had to take a shower." Adrianne didn't go into any further detail, as she knew that Dorothy was a bit uncomfortable discussing sex in general. The woman practically exuded sex appeal, and that was probably why she was so uncomfortable about it. Dorothy had once confided in Adrianne that she was self conscious about her body. Specifically, her generous bust. Adrianne tried to make Dorothy comfortable in her presence by avoiding any mentions of sex. However, while she never mentioned it, Adrianne couldn't help but occasionally stare at Dorothy. Usually, when she did, Adrianne knew it was time to visit an extractor. She wondered if Dorothy knew why.<br><br>Walking into the back, Adrianne followed Dorothy towards the lab. "Oh, thanks. You're so sweet, Dorothy. I know you don't think I need help, but I really haven't had much experience taking H&amp;Ps. The attending who was supervising me hadn't let me do that yet. I spent most of my time suturing or in the trauma rooms. But, it's been a few weeks, and I want to make sure my suture skills don't atrophy." Adrianne giggled when Dorothy mentioned how the kitchen had tried to steal the pig's feet for themselves. "You mean you've never had a pickled pig's foot? We used to gnaw on those back home in Wichita. My uncle had a hog farm, and would treat us with the occasional jar of them. They're not bad. But, it's an acquired taste."<br><br>Adrianne was startled by the sound of a soft buzz indicating a patient. Turning to look at the waiting area, she saw a woman, whose bust rivaled Dorothy's, sitting in a wheelchair. The woman spoke softly, and a bit shyly. Dorothy seemed excited to see a new patient, and buzzed the woman back into the exam area. "Please, miss. This way. Dorothy, can you get me a clipboard with a... Um... Well, you know what it is. I'll take this young woman back and get her gowned."<br><br>Adrianne grabbed the handles of the wheelchair and began pushing the young woman into the exam room. For privacy, she closed the blinds and got a gown out from the linen closet. "As nurse Ride said, my name is Adrianne. I'll be taking your medical history today and giving you a physical exam. Before I begin, though, I have to let you know. Nurse Ride said I'm a resident here, and that's true. I'm one of the many Futanari refugees staying here. So, if you don't feel comfortable getting a physical from a Futanari, please let us know. For security purposes, though, I'll still have to remain present. Also, do you need any help getting into the gown?"<br><br>Adrianne waited for the woman to answer, listening closely to her comments before nodding.<br><br>Dorothy walked in a moment later and handed a clipboard, pen, and the appropriate paperwork to fill out. Adrianne popped the cap off the pen and wrote her name and the date where appropriate. "We'll give you a moment to change. If you need anything, Nurse Ride and I will be right here." Adrianne reached up and closed the curtain around the bed, giving the woman some vestige of privacy while she and Dorothy did the exam prep. "Gloves, please. Medium, no powder. Also, I'm gonna need a 20 gauge needle and vials for CBC, lipids, a complete metabolic workup, iron, hormone levels, and a thyroid panel. Also, we'll need a cup for urinalysis and, potentially, a pap." <br><br>Adrianne waited as Dorothy wrote down the instructions and left to get what she needed. "Doing okay in there? Need any help?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yukina</strong> on <strong>06-05-2019, 06:38:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/96xlKih.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Chizuru Shiranome</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Health Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy, Adrianne<br><hr><br>The kind response she received upon the nurse finally noticing her only continued to cause the vividly lewd images to surge inside Chizuru's lustful mind! Especially when Dorothy explained that the both of them would be viewing her at once when she quickly recalled how one only usually wore a light gown during a physical. Not to mention, her brain grew all the more frazzled with the phrasing of "on call 24/7"! "Nice to meet you, Miss Ride and Miss Lashbrook.' She tried to respond nonetheless, her needy length twitching at the mention of the busty nurse's last name. <br><br>Desperate to seem personable and not like a complete horndog, she passed off her suitcase to Dorothy upon her gentle prompting. However, the frantic futanari's desire to uphold the conversation resulted in the growing bulge of her skirt becoming all the more noticeable. It didn't help that the topic of laps had the musing bookworm imagining the beautiful staff member sitting right in her own, pressing her rear up against the aforementioned length! Speaking of her lewd imagination, she was picturing Adrianne pressing up from behind as she wheeled her inside. "Thank you, Adrianne." She replied, hoping that resorting to using a first name would keep the fellow refugee focused on her face rather than down below.<br><br>Hence, in her efforts, she was quick to state that she could change by herself. With her desires to escape rather awkward situations while remaining as polite as possible, it was one of the first things she tried to teach herself after being paralyzed. "That's no problem at all." She lied upon hearing that she was locked into such thing due to security reasons! The perverse images she had the medical pair in her mind grew all the more kinky as they "inspected her curvy frame according to protocol".<br><br>When she was finally left to her own devices, she got to work in removing her skirt and sweater. The flustered futanari was quick to stifle a blush as she found her panties sticky almost like her situation. If either of the others were looking at the screen, they might notice her contrasting length springing up like a drawing mast! The way she imagined them subtly teasing her about how horny she was certainly wasn't helping either. "Everything's alright. I'm slipping right insi-...right into it." The scrambling dork called out, stumbling over her words once more. Still, she did eventually get into the gown, awkwardly hoping they wouldn't stare at the elephant in the room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>06-05-2019, 12:55:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a5/5e/58/a55e5821b24ecb0c319ed3f32f920365.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Dorothy Ride</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Health Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Adrianne, Chizuru<br><hr><br>Dorothy had made a face at the mention of pickled pig's feet but the arrival of their new patient put all that conversation aside.&nbsp; But as she had said, she stepped back to let Adrianne handle this; she would act as assistant and step in if needed but she was sure she shouldn't.&nbsp; Once the redhead was officially allowed to complete her schooling and training, she'd be a full fledged doctor and an excellent one. <br><br>The idea of calling her "Doctor Lashbrook" made her giggle.&nbsp; And think of a few...things she shouldn't, really.&nbsp; She was older than Adrianne by a bit and that wouldn't change at all by the time she did get her doctorate. <br><br>She noted down the requested items, smiling a little at the easy authority in her voice.&nbsp; It wasn't presumptive or commanding, but more of a firm confidence.&nbsp; Which was just right!&nbsp; Something like that tended to put patients at ease.&nbsp; "I'll be right back," she said to the younger medical professional with a smile.&nbsp; Well, technically she wasn't a professional yet but in Dorothy's mind she was.&nbsp; She hummed softly as she collected the needed items and containers, as well as gloves for both of them.<br><br>Dorothy came back into the examination room and started setting things out on the counter next to the sink.&nbsp; Each room had a sink, of course, as washing hands was important before and after any medical interaction and treatment.&nbsp; She could hear the movements of the wheelchair bound beauty behind the curtain and felt a surge of respect for her.&nbsp; That was a hard skill to master!&nbsp; Her eyes moved up to watch her shadowed form behind the curtain and she happened to catch the moment when something long and upright sprang up from seemingly out of nowhere.&nbsp; She pushed her glasses back up her nose and looked away, her cheeks a bit flushed.&nbsp; Oh!&nbsp; It wasn't the first time she'd seen that...futanari could become aroused and erect so easily; most of her patients ended up with an erection at some point during a physical or treatment unless they were really feeling bad.<br><br>She waved Adrianne over and whispered, "I don't know if you noticed, but our patient is, uh, excited.&nbsp; You know, down there.&nbsp; So!&nbsp; This is a new challenge.&nbsp; Generally you should just ignore it."&nbsp; Her brown hair shifted as she shook her head a little, "Which isn't easy, I know, but that's for the best.&nbsp; If she calls attention to it, we can offer her privacy to deal with it and then continue or offer to finish the H&amp;P and then guide her to her room or the extractors."&nbsp; Being this close and talking to Adrianne about this was...well, it was exciting to her too, if not as much.&nbsp; "Don't worry, you'll be fine and so will she."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>06-05-2019, 14:38:41</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://acetorimusic.files.wordpress.com/2013/11/tumblr_mslv8utcai1qbn0f7o1_640.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Ricky Simmons</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> C Wing, Own room, Extractors and Riley's office.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Tilisa and Devon and Riley<br><hr><br>Ricky ignored the question on how to make money for now. If Tilisa was interested later on still, she'd come back and give some tips.<br><br>"Breakfast is served until 9. Although if you come late, you're usually only getting the leftovers."<br><br>With no more questions from either of the girls, Ricky said goodbye again and left them to settle in. She walked to her room, got in and locked the door behind her. Unlike the two girls she had just welcomed, her room was more like an apartment. Aside from the bathroom and bedroom, Ricky also had a seperate livingroom. She got straight to her computer though, Googled Tilisa and Devon, copied a few pictures into a slide show along with pictures of Riley, her psychologist and uploaded them to her flash drive.<br><br>"And they call us normal..."<br><br>She sighed, pulled the drive out of the computer and got the nearest extractor. Ricky closed the door, locked it again and tapped the screen. She inserted the flash drive and opened the slide show. With it running already, she stripped naked and stepped in front of the machine. She agreed with everything being collected, set the setting to slow and massaging and went at it, while looking at the slideshow pictures of Tilisa, Devon and Riley.<br><br>Minutes later a whole night's load was shot into the collector as Ricky's muscles tensed and twitched, making sure that every last drop was out. With her high gone, she shook her head as the pictures of the three women still moved by. Her chest heaved from the exertion and she hadn't even enjoyed it all that much. Frustrated at everything, she let out a scream, kicked the extractor stand and slammed her hands flat on the walls a few times. Anybody in the pods next to hear who was listening would just think she was reaching her high and wouldn't suspect the sheer frustration it actually was. After calming herself down a little, she got dressed again, turned the machine off and pulled the drive from it. As she closed the door behind her, she could hear the machine process the input and just as another woman entered the room, Ricky casually washed her hands as if it was the most normal thing to get off on a machine. <br><br>She got back into the corridors enjoying the slight bustle. Most people were off doing whatever it was they did all day. Because nobody worked, boredom was a real threat at the refuge and although Ricky wasn't bored, she had plenty to do in fact, she was frustrated and needed to lay off some steam. Other than what she had just done. <br><br>Slowly she strolled towards Riley's office. Partly because seeing the bright coloured psychologist always made her day and partly because she couldn't bare the thought of already defiling Tilisa or Devon on their first day.<br><br>Ricky waited until the person in the office left, knocked on the door and entered the office. <br><br>"Hi Doc... Got a moment for me?"<br><br>She closed the door and sat down.<br><br>"I.. What... I think I need some pills or medication to keep myself under control. I go to the extractors six or seven times a day and still feel frustrated and... And I don't know how much more I can deal with it."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Lovely Tsaritsa</strong> on <strong>06-05-2019, 15:50:42</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/b/bb/Jill6550.JPG)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Reyna Masiuk</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hallway, outside Extractor Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kimberly, mentioning Ricky<br><hr><br>Reyna finished her breakfast, only in time. She saw, everyone getting up, and leaving, new work shift started, it seemed. She looked over, at some of the pretty doctors, chatting for their work it seemed. Reyna was the little jealous, of them. They did so much for the good work, at Refuge. Reyna wondered, sometimes, if she was crazy. She didn’t think, she did good work, she only cleaned futa cum, from machines.<br><br>Reyna walked, her hands in coverall pockets, to extractor room, very slow. She needed cleaning tanks, this morning, and checking computer logs. This took her, for usual, the few hours she knew. And, with security changes at Refuge, she supposed she wasn't getting much breaks, today.<br><br><em>Bang, bang, bang!</em> Reyna jumped, very startled. She heard it, for the few minutes, the grunts, and the heavy breathing. And, then, banging of metal, and walls. Ricky walked out of extractor room, right past Reyna. Reyna gived Ricky the little wave, she didn't notice though. Ricky was one of the most pretty futa, Reyna dreamed for, in secret. Some nights, the past week, Reyna fingered herself in bed, thinking of Ricky kneeling behind her, fucking her doggystyle, pulling hair, and smacking her ass, until it hurt very good. Calling Reyna the dirty trash whore fuck pig, and then cumming so much, deep in her naughty pussy.<br><br>Reyna looked down, her face turned red. She felt very glad, she wore the thick coveralls. Because, her little panties, they were soaking wet.<br><br>Reyna took the deep breaths, more and more. She almost felt like the futa, sometimes, what was wrong, with her? It was more hard, for controlling her dirty imaginings, each day. It embarrassed her, so much, but she couldn't help it.<br><br>Another futa, she walked by the extractor room. It was pretty Kimberly, another futa Reyna dreamed for. But, Reyna remembered, she actually needed talking for Kimberly, for her work! Not for naughty fantasies!<br><br><strong>"Excuse me, Kimberly?"</strong> Reyna said, to the pretty futa. <strong>"I have important question, for you."</strong> Reyna smiled, very nervous. And, wiped the little sweat, from her forehead. <strong>"I check records, for Extractor 13 today. I think, you use, this one most. And, I see you don't use it for almost the week. Or, any other machine."</strong><br><br>Reyna crossed her legs, she twisted hands together. Oh, this made her feel very crazy! <strong>"Is, is there problem, with the machines?"</strong> she asked Kimberly. <strong>"Because, I, I can adjust them, if they don't feel good, for you. Sometimes, they're very rough, on your cock, I mean, your penis. I can make you feel, amazing. I mean, the machine, I can make it feel, amazing, for you. <br></strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>06-05-2019, 16:46:08</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/81/6e/3e/816e3eecab099cc580f77c485e327814.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Adrianne Lashbrook</strong></span> <br><strong>Location: </strong> Medical Wing<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy<br><hr><br>As Dorothy returned with the supplies needed, Adrianne noted that the woman behind the curtain was not quite what she'd been thinking. It wasn't unusual in the compound to see another Futanari with an erection, but Adrianne hadn't much experience seeing them in such a manner, and felt momentarily shy herself. "Um, Dorothy? We can cancel the pap. But thank you for getting these."<br><br>She listened as the Futanari behind the curtain explained that she didn't need help in a shy, somewhat halted tone. She seemed somewhat distracted, but that could have been owed to the raging erection she was sporting. Listening to Dorothy's whisper in her ear, Adrienne felt her own cock twitch. A woman's voice whispering in her ear was one of Adrianne's turn ons, but she'd never mentioned it to anyone at the compound. It hadn't seemed like it'd be an issue. "Don't worry, Dorothy," Adrianne replied. "I've had experience dealing with Futanari who have an erection. It shouldn't be a problem."<br><br>Remembering that the woman had come in to the med center in a wheelchair, Adrianne began to wonder something. Something she'd need to bring up to someone in authority. She leaned toward Dorothy and whispered in the woman's ear. "Hey. Given this Futanari's... Disability... I can't help but wonder if she'll be able to use the extractors. They require standing for a while, depending on a number of factors. And, from experience, I know that if a Futanari doesn't get release on a regular schedule, it could make them angry and violent. Has anyone given any thought on what to do with disabled Futanari who can't use the extractors? Are we supposed to provide manual support for this? I mean, I can. But, it seems like an oversight."<br><br>Adrianne shivered slightly, but tried to move past it. She could feel her libido awakening, and she knew she needed to tamp it down and get through this. To have to dash off and use an extractor while in the middle of a history and physical exam would be extremely unprofessional. "Miss. While you're changing into your gown, let me ask a few questions. Get them out of the way. What is your name, your date of birth, and... Hmmm. Yeah, just those for now."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dominique</strong> on <strong>06-05-2019, 16:50:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/6WUNyz7.png)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Devon Winters</strong></span> <br><strong>Location: Tisila's room</strong> <br><strong>Tagging:Tilisa | Ricky | Open</strong><br><hr><br>She watched Ricky leave with mixed feelings; living in Alaska for most of her life, and being part of the military for the remainder had left her not particularly gifted at smalltalk. Throughout her childhood she'd been mostly surrounded by big lumberjacks, fishermen and hunters, and her aunt Lily had not really been very girlish, either. Safe to say that the military wasn't the best place for chatting about the weather, the latest Netflix show or what clothes to wear, and so the stoic, rarely uncomfortable Devon was feeling a little nervous at the prospect of being in a one on one situation with Tisila. <br><br>Tisila, who seemed so sweet. She was pretty in an almost disarming way, with her big head of dark curls, her full lips that seemed to have adopted a slight, semi-permanent pout and big eyes that elicited something protective inside Devon. It was hard to imagine that this girl was like her in any way, even if the physical similarity was difficult to miss, especially when it was pushing against the crotch of her pants quite prominently. Devon sat down on the foot end of the bed, glancing at the pile of stuffed toys for a moment. She never had any teddies herself; living so close to the sea her aunt had always said they'd only go mouldy, so she'd gotten carved little animal statuettes instead. They weren't very cuddly. <br><br>"Your first time on&nbsp; your own?" she asked, trying to sound sympathetic. Devon assumed Tilisa was younger than her - she definitely <em>looked</em> younger than her - and the way she had begun to decorate her room did nothing to change that idea. Only when the girl began to unpack her weights did she catch Devon's interest; maybe they had something in common after all. "The gym they got here looks pretty decent," she said, "I hear it's even got a pool." Devon hopped up from her seat and crouched down by the weights instead, testing them. Ordinary women would not easily be able to use these; they were much too heavy. But for people like, like <em>them</em>, they seemed just right. <br><br>"Hey, I think I'm gonna check out my room, then maybe see if there's still some breakfast left." Devon glanced over at her new neighbour, a hint of uncertainty in her dark, long-lashed eyes. "You wanna join me in a bit?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yukina</strong> on <strong>06-05-2019, 17:37:24</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/96xlKih.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Chizuru Shiranome</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Health Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy, Adrianne<br><hr><br>Chizuru continued to awkwardly wait behind the curtain in the exam area, completely oblivious to the fact that her blatant erection had already been found out by the medical workers in the room. Speaking of Dorothy and Adrianne, the flustered futanari squirmed in her chair as her mad mind was rife with thoughts of the skimpily-clad versions of them cuddling and grinding upon her curvy frame! Hence, she didn't exactly catch on as the pair whispered about her and how the extractors she had no idea existed might not be the best match for someone in her position. <br><br>The horny bookworm was just barely knocked back into a focus once she heard the voice of the pig-tailed resident once more. Her wandering brain was definitely picturing Adrianne asking some lewder questions though. "My apologies. My name is Ches-....Chizuru Shiranome. I was born on the April 2nd, 1997." The needy geek managed to say amidst biting her lip once or twice. At the thought of such things, the perverse images in her head didn't take long to strip down to their birthday suits.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>06-05-2019, 17:41:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/fb/49/53/fb49534b5470b112d46078395c703b70.png)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Helena DiNello</strong></span><br><strong>Location</strong> - Genetics Lab<br><strong>Tagging</strong> - Everyone<br><hr><br>As was her wont, Helena slept late, as being a geneticist meant her work wasn't time sensitive unless she was working on a sample. Her alarm woke her at 9, allowing her to make the tail end of breakfast and avoid the usual rush. However, when she finally made her way into the cafeteria, Helena noted that there were more people inside than usual, and there was an undercurrent of fear and anger in the conversations she overheard as she headed for the chow line. Some of what she overheard didn't make any sense, and she wanted to brush it off as idle gossip. But, Helena knew she couldn't. The anger and fear were too widespread to be idle gossip.<br><br>Grabbing some food from the picked over remnants, Helena sat and ate slowly, going through news articles on her phone as she did so. She was horrified to see what was going on in the outside world regarding Futanari. In her line of work, Helena had been working with Futanari in one way or another for years. She'd never had any problems with them, finding a majority to be pleasant to work with. So much so that she routinely forgot they were Futanari, and thought of them as women like her. They weren't diseased or the lust-filled maniacs they were being portrayed as with this latest legislation.<br><br>When she finished her breakfast, Helena strolled towards her lab, feeling offended by the idea that Futanari were going to be subjected to medical testing against their will. As a scientist, it went against everything she believed in, and she couldn't imagine that any scientist or doctor worth their salt would go along with such a ridiculous edict. It was anathema to her very being. And while it could be said that she did her own form of medical testing, she was careful to get written consent, and explained everything to her subjects. She did nothing to jeopardize their health or wellbeing. Everything she did was in the interest of scientific research.<br><br>She wasn't surprised, then, to find that she had three phone messages waiting her in her lab from two labs she knew were working on Futanari research, and one from a government agency. She knew without having to talk with them that they wanted to recruit her. Helena's work was considered the foremost in the field, and no one knew Futanari genetics better than Helena. Yet, she had no wish to be a part of the abominable work she was undoubtedly being contacted to be a part of. She tossed the messages in the trash and went over to her desk.<br><br>"Miss DiNello?" One of her lab assistants called over to her. "There's a call for you on line two. A Dr Thomas from Cornell?"<br><br>"I'll take it here. Line two, you say?" Helena asked, seeing her assistant nod. She picked up the phone and tapped the button to connect the call. "Before you even ask me, Steve, the answer is no."<br><br>"Helena. It's good to hear your voice. Aren't you even the least bit interested in hearing out offer?"<br><br>"Dammit, Steve, didn't you hear me? I don't want any part of whatever experiments your lab is planning on running. These are sentient beings whose only crime seems to be that they were born with a genetic aberration. And you think you can woo me into forcing them to submit to your will? To cooperate with the new Gestapo? Want me to tell them 'Arbeit macht frei'? Fuck you. I won't be a part of this. Goodbye." Helena slammed the phone down on the receiver, feeling anger bubbling in her gut.<br><br>The fact that she was being contacted made her feel validated in her work, as it meant her skills and knowledge were highly sought after. But, she couldn't help but be angry at the idea, and maybe she'd gone a step too far. If she were keeping track, she'd have admitted she violated Godwin's Law, but really. What was happening was a textbook example of fascism, and she couldn't ignore it. She refused to ignore it. And she wouldn't hesitate to say it again, if asked.<br><br>Turning to her notebook, Helena tried to calm herself by reading the results of the previous days tests. Every sample she'd taken had yielded almost no viable sperm cells, and she was beginning to wonder if her original hypothesis was correct. Most Futanari she'd tested appeared sterile. And yet, there were almost daily reports of women claiming they'd been impregnated by a Futanari. And there was that journal article from Purdue, of a Futanari who'd been found with viable sperm cells in her ejaculate. Helena was puzzled, but she loved puzzles, and this one was particularly difficult<br><br>"Report #76523. Subjects F-K show no signs of viable spermatazoa on visual exam. Genetic marker testing will begin later today. Chromosomally, there is no explanation for the aberration. DNA testing will commence when sufficient samples have been acquired. However, early DNA tests show retarded RNA sequencing, and incompatibility with standard human RNA. Gene pairs appear repellent. No data on why. End report."<br><br>Helena sighed and continued making notations on her log, noting her most recent test subjects as sterile and forwarding the information to management and to the medical center. Helena had been discussing the ideas with Adrianne and Dorothy, the only other two in the building who had an understanding of biology and genetics. Of yet, they'd not been able to offer any insight. Still, the young Adrianne appeared to have promise, if Nurse Ride's judgment was to be trusted. For all Helena knew, the nurse wanted what her namesake bespoke. A ride. And there was no doubt that any of the Futanari in the building would have been happy to be the one being ridden.<br><br>Helena gestured to one of her assistants. "I'm going to need some new samples. Set me up a few interviews today. Open call. Usual pay rate. The works."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raven Rawne</strong> on <strong>06-05-2019, 18:28:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.postimg.cc/wMvj12Mp/17170817-short-haircuts-for-girls.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Riley Reyes</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> her office<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ricky<br><hr><br>Riley was penning some thoughts on a consultation card when the doors opened. She looked a bit puzzled at the newcomer, half expecting her last patient. <strong>"Was there something you'd like to discuss mo- Oh. Hello, Ricky, have a seat. I just need to finish my thought in here and I'm all ears."</strong> The woman gazed on her knees again and finished writing whatever she was supposed to, then capped her fountain pen, set it aside on a small table beside her armchair, and got up to put the filled page into the appropriate folder in the metal document cabinet by the wall.<br><br>Humming something barely recognizable, Riley fished another blank page and closed the drawer with her hip, having heard what Ricky had to say, initially at least. Seated in the armchair, one leg over another, jacket unzipped, she pinned the blank page to a clipboard, and started to write the essentials, glancing at her guest. <strong>"Hmm, not something I hear every day, but, let's take it slow. Water maybe?"</strong> The psychologist nodded at a glass pitcher and several upturned glasses resting on the table beside her. One glass was half empty and had lipstick on it, most likely belonging to the white haired resident. Riley finally looked up at Ricky, and smiled reassuringly, capping her pen. <strong>"Alright, let's start from the beginning. Seven times a day, correct? If you may, could you describe how you feel about using the extractor? I mean, you may refuse answering any question I ask, no reasons needed, like every time we talk. But I would like to take a deeper look at the symptoms, if you'd agree. In what situations you feel like you need to blow off some steam? How do you feel just before, and right after? Does it help to use them?"</strong><br><br>Riley paused briefly, patting her lips with the pen, before risking another guestion. <strong>"Okay, I know I sound like some creep but it's not for my sick curiosity. Do you... use any, ahem, aid? Like, visual, imagination, that kinda stuff."</strong> Extending her ring clad hand she hastily added: <strong>"No pressure if you don't want to answer that, we can talk about something else, alright?"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>06-05-2019, 18:37:55</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/81/6e/3e/816e3eecab099cc580f77c485e327814.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Adrianne Lashbrook</strong></span> <br><strong>Location: </strong> Medical Wing<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy, Chizuru<br><hr><br><br>Chizuru Shiranome was not the kind of name Adrianne had experience spelling, though she gave it her best effort and vowed to look it up when she had a minute to spare. "Thank you, miss Shiranome. I have a few more questions for you. These questions are meant to document your medical history, so we have it on file for further reference. Please answer honestly, as we need accurate information for our records." Adrianne took a breath and began reading the questions listed, writing down the woman's answers.<br><br>"Have you ever been hospitalized for an illness or injury? What was the nature of your injury? Did you undergo surgery for this injury? Are you allergic to any medications?" Her tone of voice grew steadily more professional as she spoke, feeling her confidence grow as she tried to sound more and more like a doctor and not a medical student. "Are you currently taking any medications? Which ones? Are you a smoker? Have you ever done recreational drugs? If so, what kind and how often?"<br><br>Adrianne hated that question, as it felt too invasive. However, she understood the necessity of it. "Before you answer that, let me explain why we ask. When making a treatment plan, Nurse Ride and I need to be able to predict any kind of potential drug interactions. For instance, aspirin or other such Non-Steroidal Anti-inflammatory drugs can cause gastrointestinal distress. Bleeding ulcers and the like. If we gave you an anti-coagulant drug, something that causes your blood not to clot properly, there's a risk that a life threatening situation could develop from the interaction. So, I know it seems like a rather personal question, but we need to know. So, if you are taking, or have recently taken any recreational drugs, we need to know. I'm sorry we have to ask."<br><br>Chizuru didn't seem to mind the question that much after the explanation, and Adrianne sighed in relief when the woman answered. Truthfully, she assumed. "Thank you. My last question for you regarding your medical history. Are you currently being treated for any chronic medical conditions, genetic conditions, or post surgical procedures? If so, can you explain what treatments you are undergoing?"<br><br>Adrianne finished writing up her notes and set the clipboard down on the stand next to her. "Thank you, Chizuru. Now, we need to conduct a full physical exam. So, I'm going to need to open this curtain now. Are you ready?" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>06-05-2019, 19:33:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a5/5e/58/a55e5821b24ecb0c319ed3f32f920365.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Dorothy Ride</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Health Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Adrianne, Chizuru<br><hr><br>"Let me think on that, but very good catch, Adrianne."&nbsp; The extractors could be adjusted for different heights but she was right, they were meant to be used standing up.&nbsp; Partly to help the futanari use more energy in the process of their use.&nbsp; But it made them totally unsuitable for Miss Shiranome.&nbsp; Even if they could get a seat in, the angle would make injury a real possibility when using the extractor and they'd already had that happen to one poor girl.<br><br>She needed to have a follow up with her too, actually.&nbsp; Something to take care of after seeing to Miss Shiranome.&nbsp; <br><br>But back to the issue at hand.&nbsp; Adrianne was correct that climax, or rather multiple climaxes a day, helped keep aggression in check.&nbsp; So if their new resident couldn't use an extractor, that was a health risk not only to her, but to everyone else as well.&nbsp; And medical concerns were her responsibility and purview, though her decisions could be reviewed.&nbsp; <br><br>She would have to call and have the techs on the extractors create a new variety or heavily customize one of the existing stalls. Which would take time.&nbsp; <br><br>Dorothy jotted down a quick note, pleased that she had neat penmanship unlike so many in the medical field, and handed it to Adrianne.&nbsp; She didn't want to interrupt the H&amp;P after all.&nbsp; It read:<br><br><em>Will need manual stimulation until modified extractor ready.&nbsp; I will discuss and assist her once H&amp;P complete.</em><br><br>She gave the redhead a nod and a smile, she was doing fine so far.&nbsp; "I'm also here, Miss Shiranome.&nbsp; I can step outside if you'd prefer to work with Adrianne alone.&nbsp; Your comfort is very important to everyone here."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yukina</strong> on <strong>06-05-2019, 19:58:34</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/96xlKih.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Chizuru Shiranome</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Health Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy, Adrianne<br><hr><br>Chizuru continued to squirm in her chair with pent-up need, unwittingly displaying so in her shadow from the other side of the curtain that hid her fidgeting self! She still attempted to remain professional though in her words despite how much she was currently imagining the pretty pair across the room keeping her in a tight, lewd embrace as their bodies pressed against one another. It didn't help that a thought graced her that she would need to somehow get one of their pictures later.<br><br>She went on to describe how the only medication she was taking happened to be pills for the pain that went with her recent paralyzed state. Otherwise, the flummoxed bookworm had a rather clean bill of health. It came with not having much of a social life to speak of besides the internet. Still, her discomforted movements began to increase as Adrianne gave long a long lecture about why she was asking her next question. She had no history with drugs to hide, but it was taking rather long to get through this!<br><br>The only thing keeping the flustered futanari in check was the thought that she could quickly wheel down to her room after this to handle it in private. Her facade was certainly continuing to crack a bit though as the image of Dorothy smooching her happened just around the time the real one spoke up, leaving a notable blush on her face. The social storm continued to brew as her felt her moral fiber to not insult her doctor popped up at the worst moment. "No. It's perfectly alright. You two can come inside..." The sweating geek lied, but barely managing to avoid saying "me" at the end.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>06-05-2019, 20:02:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/6ySw6Sb.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Kimberly Danielson</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Hallway -&gt; Extractor Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Reyna<br><hr> <br>As Reyna came over, Kimberly couldn't help but look her over, hunger and desire dancing in her eyes.&nbsp; This had to be the new girl that was mentioned, and even if Kimberly wore baggy jeans to keep her erections hidden, what she was thinking was still very obvious.&nbsp; It had been a very difficult day.<br><br>At first, Reyna's kind words and show of compassion helped a little, with some of the temper fading from her, but as Reyna didn't even know <em>why</em> Kimberly didn't use the extractors, she couldn't help but feel fury, rage dancing in her eyes as she threw open the door to the Extractor Room.<br><br>"Because your machine nearly ripped my dick off!" she yelled, an exaggeration of the actual event at best if Reyna checked the records, but it had certainly felt that way at the time.&nbsp; For a moment, she was ready to yell all the more, but she caught herself, taking a slow, steady breath.&nbsp; “I’m sorry...” she said gently, looking away.&nbsp; “It’s not you I’m mad at.&nbsp; I’m...terrified, every time I try to use it,” she admitted.&nbsp; The words were difficult for her.&nbsp; “I can’t relax when I use it, so I can’t cum, and that’s the one time I even brought myself to try.”<br><br>Temper reasonably in check, she looked to Reyna.&nbsp; “Is there any other option?” she asked.
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			<dt class="postheader">
				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>06-05-2019, 23:26:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/81/6e/3e/816e3eecab099cc580f77c485e327814.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Adrianne Lashbrook</strong></span> <br><strong>Location: </strong> Medical Wing<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy, Chizuru<br><hr><br><br>Adrianne was starting to feel a bit uncomfortable with the idea of having Dorothy in the room during the physical examination. While she knew instinctively that the woman had done many exams like this in the past, this new woman seemed a bit shy and withdrawn, though her raging erection said otherwise. Adrianne was worried that Chizuru hadn't had any release in some time, and might attempt to get physical during her exam. Still, she realized that she and Dorothy had to remain as professional as possible, and her vague premonitions of potential problems weren't enough. "Thank you, Dorothy. I think, until we can figure out the extractor problem, manual stimulation may be required. Oh, I see you've made a note. Okay. We're coming in now, Miss Shiranome."<br><br>As she opened the curtain, Chizuru's erection became painfully obvious, and Adrianne had to actively avoid looking at it. The damage had been done, though, and Adrianne could feel her own erection growing. She needed to finish this quickly and find an extractor, or else Chizuru wouldn't be the only one Adrianne worried would get physical. "Okay, Miss Shiranome. I'm going to listen to your chest," Adrianne said as she picked up a stethoscope. "Dorothy, get her BP, pulse, and pulse ox."<br><br>Adrianne pushed down the neckline of Chizuru's gown and placed the stethoscope between the woman's ample breasts. She listened to her heart beat, trying to hear any irregularities or abnormal sounds. And she tried hard not to think about how close her hands were to the woman's breasts. She moved the scope a few times, listening to the different chambers of the heart before removing the scope. "Heart sounds good. No abnormalities." Adrianne moved behind Chizuru and placed the stethoscope on her back. "Take a deep breath for me." She listened to the woman's lungs as they filled. They sounded clear. "Again." The more she listened, the more Adrianne realized there was nothing wrong. "Thank you. Lungs sound clear, no abnormalities." Adrianne patted the bed and nodded to Chizuru. "Hop on up. I need to check your abdomen. Dorothy, can you check pedal pulses?"<br><br>When Chizuru was in place, Adrianne moved the gown out of the way, allowing her to see the Futanari's abdomen clearly. This had the effect of exposing the woman's painfully erect penis, which Adrianne draped with a blanket for privacy. "Sorry about that. I promise, we're almost done." Adrianne sympathized with Chizuru, as her own penis was just as painfully erect, and she was looking forward to the end of the exam, so she could go use one of the extractors. "You'll feel a bit of pressure. Let me know if it hurts, okay?"<br><br>Adrianne began palpating Chizuru's abdomen, feeling for abnormalities. At one point, she felt something that seemed out of place, and used her stethoscope to listen to the woman's bowels. "Bowel motion seems fine. Have you been having any problems with constipation or intestinal blockages?" Satisfied that the exam was normal, Adrianne had one last thing she needed to do. If anything, this was going to be the most uncomfortable part of the exam. For her and Chizuru. "Okay, we're almost done. I have one last test. I have to check your testicular tissue. If you'd like, I can dismiss Nurse Ride for this part, as it will require me to check your penis and testicles. We want to make sure you're comfortable."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dreamstreet</strong> on <strong>07-05-2019, 00:42:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e2/Faye_Reagan_Key_Club_2009.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Stacy Keaton</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Entrance<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Everyone<br><hr><br>Stacy had finally arrived at the refuge, and let out a deep sigh, as she stood outside of the big building. She knew she had missed an assembly that day due to her late arrival, so she would have to fit in without meeting anyone. Not that she had any idea of how to get to know any other futa around here. She had never met any in her life, so this would be her first. Her mind started to wonder what she would see when she walked inside. Who would she meet first? Where would she sleep? Was there anyone in there would could perhaps satisfy her? So many questions in her mind that she had to figure out.<br><br>She walked inside and started to look around quietly and carefully. In her mind, she figured that there wouldn't be a lot of futa's around here at the moment, since she had no idea of how many futa's actually existed in the world. It could be a thousand, a million or perhaps just her. There was only one way to find out, and that was to see what kind of people were hiding inside this refuge.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>07-05-2019, 03:25:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a5/5e/58/a55e5821b24ecb0c319ed3f32f920365.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Dorothy Ride</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Health Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Adrianne, Chizuru<br><hr><br>Dorothy nodded as they entered.&nbsp; Normally, the sight of that tent in the gown of so pretty a girl would have made her blush and sputter.&nbsp; But she was in the Health Center and had her professional hat on.&nbsp; She would marvel at the sight in her own mind later once she was back in her room.&nbsp; With her secret little toy, the "Good Girl Wand" as she called it.&nbsp; Adrianne was performing wonderfully, explaining what she was doing with a kind tone and giving Miss Shiranome time to speak and respond.&nbsp; "Of course," she acknowledged the orders the younger woman gave.&nbsp; A more prideful person might have been bothered but she'd given her the lead on the H&amp;P and Adrianne was taking it.&nbsp; They could work more smoothly together but that would come with time.<br><br>If she was being strict, she really shouldn't let the redheaded beauty assist.&nbsp; She wasn't a worker here and despite her training and experience, having her help out was technically a HIPAA violation but with the population they already had, Dorothy wasn't about to turned down skilled hands and a good heart.&nbsp; Given that even more were likely coming, everyone in the Refuge would need them.<br><br>Dorothy smiled as she took her temperature and pulse using a sensor that went over a finger and got the blood pressure cuff ready.&nbsp; "You're doing very well, Miss Shiranome.&nbsp; These won't take long and I promise you it won't hurt.&nbsp; We'll have to do a blood draw for the full battery of tests, but that'll be barely anything."&nbsp; She noted down the numbers; she'd enter them into the computer system later.&nbsp; "Temperature's good and pulse a little brisk but within the usual range."&nbsp; Given her erection and clear nerves, it made sense.&nbsp; Her BP was a little high too but that wasn't uncommon either.&nbsp; Plenty of people got worked up just being in a medical office, let alone being a futanari now all but imprisoned in a strange place.&nbsp; <br><br>"Pedals, got it," she responded to Adrianne.&nbsp; She was doing so well!&nbsp; So was Miss Shironome.&nbsp; Dorothy knelt down to carefully check both the dorsalis pedis and posterior tibial.&nbsp; She took note of them, both within the proper range, if a little high.&nbsp; Again, that was probably situational.&nbsp; She then happened to glance up.<br><br>Oh.&nbsp; Oh, my.&nbsp; That was...she was quite gifted.&nbsp; Her eyes shifted over and widened as she saw the shape in Adrianne's scrubs as well.&nbsp; Oh, the poor girl!&nbsp; She knew better than to call attention to either situation, but...well, she was impressed.&nbsp; <br><br>Dorothy scooted back and stood up, noting the numbers on the chart and then handing it to Adrianne.&nbsp; She smiled and inclined her head, "If so, I'll be just outside, and it won't bother me at all.&nbsp; You don't need to worry about a thing."&nbsp; She hesitated and then nodded, "Once we've finished the physical, we'll talk to you a bit about life here and some follow up items.&nbsp; But everything is looking great so far and you're really hanging in there!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yukina</strong> on <strong>07-05-2019, 03:49:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/96xlKih.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Chizuru Shiranome</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Health Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy, Adrianne<br><hr><br>Chizuru's embarrassingly lewd thoughts became all the more vivid as the medical maidens entered to administer the actual physical. Especially when her massive bosom basically engulfed the end of the stethoscope that was placed between them, almost making it look like the practicing redhead was gently placing her hand upon the massive orbs as a result! Still, the flustered futanari was surprised her heart rate was declared nearly normal when everything felt like a jackhammer inside her contrary to her focused face. Still, the hardest part was taking deep breaths without coming off as if she was lightly moaning.<br><br>The snuggling mental delusions in her mind become even closer as Dorothy checked her smooth feet in the real world once she managed to scoot up onto the hospital bed. Nonetheless, her blush just managed to peek out as her eight inch length was unveiled for a brief second to the kind pair before Adrianne was quick to cover it. She nodded in agreement when the pig-tailed resident spoke this time, clearly needing a moment to focus lest she accidentally let something truly perverse escape her lips!<br><br>"No pu..problems at all that I know of." She eventually replied back, feeling she spoke a bit too soon even then! However, it was that moment that she pictured the two of them "examining" her tool down below in a far less than medical way as Adrianne described the next test. "It's fine if Nurse Ride stra....stays." The fumbling genius replied, once again just barely avoiding some humiliating subtext.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>07-05-2019, 05:23:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/81/6e/3e/816e3eecab099cc580f77c485e327814.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Adrianne Lashbrook</strong></span> <br><strong>Location: </strong> Medical Wing<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy, Chizuru<br><hr><br><br>Chizuru's halted voice gave assent to allow Dorothy to remain, which disappointed Adrianne for a moment. She'd had a momentary fantasy of exposing Chizuru's penis and kneeling down before it. Opening her mouth and letting her lips slide down the shaft to the hilt and deep throating the woman until she came. Such a fantasy was unprofessional, but indicative of the fact that Adrianne needed to find an extractor as soon as she was done. She couldn't wait much longer. "Okay, Miss Shiranome. I'll try to be as gentle as possible. I will need to touch you, so I apologize if my touch causes any sordid thoughts. I promise, it won't take long. When we're done, I suggest you get your room assignment and... Um... Y'know... Take care of yourself."<br><br>Adrianne froze momentarily, feeling a bit embarrassed about what she had to do. She knew the necessity of it, and knew she couldn't avoid doing testicular exams on the various Futanari residents. However, she couldn't shake the idea of dropping to her knees and giving Chizuru a blow job. Of caressing the velvet skin of the woman's erect cock with her lips and tongue. Tasting the woman's cum as she shot it into her mouth and throat. Adrianne shivered at the thought and balled her hand into a fist to dispel the idea. It took a moment but she felt the urge ease. "Okay, Chizuru. Just relax."<br><br>Adrianne reached out and gently cradled Chizuru's testicle, using her fingertips to feel for any lumps or abnormalities. The woman sounded like she was trying to suppress a moan of ecstasy. "Testicle one feels normal. No abnormalities." She began gently massaging the second testicle, again feeling for lumps or abnormalities. This time, she definitely heard Chizuru moan softly. She knew the other Futanari had to be on the verge of acting out and quickly released the woman's testicle. "Both testicles are unremarkable. No abnormalities. Chizuru, you can get changed back into your clothes. We're done here. Overall, you're remarkably healthy, other than your paralysis. We'll continue you on pain meds, stepping you down slowly to help wean you off them. We don't want you to become dependent on them. Follow up with Nurse Ride in 6 months. Dorothy, can you come with me? We'll get this written up and get the labs run. If you have any questions, Chizuru, don't hesitate to ask Dorothy or me. Have a good day!"<br><br>Adrianne quickly left the room, followed closely by Dorothy. "Thank you, Dorothy, for letting me do that. I appreciate the experience." Adrianne's voice was starting to suffuse with desire, her eyes locked on the woman's ear lobe to avoid roaming down to her breasts. "I... Um... Well, I need to... If you don't mind.... I gotta get to an extractor, stat. Sorry. I'll be back in a few."<br><br>Adrianne dashed out of the med center to the closest extractor. It was a booth almost right outside the med center, and one she used rather frequently. However, this time, an out of order sign hung on the handle of the door knob. With a muttered curse, Adrianne moved quickly to the next closest extractor, a few hallways over. It, too, had an out of order sign on it, and she saw a technician working on the unit itself. "Fuck!" Adrianne exclaimed, feeling her erect cock straining against her underwear. She needed release, and soon. Already, she could feel her libido roaring at her, and she found herself gauging the women around her for potential. She dashed to the next closest extractor. Out of order. "Dammit! Shit! Fuck!"<br><br>She knew she couldn't stay away from the med center for too long, in case Dorothy needed her help. Even if she wasn't official staff, she'd gotten the okay to work with Dorothy to finish her med school degree. Once she did so, Roberta had promised to make her the staff doctor. Something she was desperately looking forward to. And yet, if she didn't get release soon, she was afraid something bad was going to happen. In a near panic, Adrianne dashed back to the med center, vowing to manually stimulate herself in the bathroom, if necessary.<br><br>Dorothy looked surprised at Adrianne's near panicked state. "The fucking extractors are offline. Dammit, I forgot they were doing maintenance in this wing!" Dorothy tried to calm Adrianne, her voice soft and soothing. And it did help, to some extent. "I'm sorry, Dorothy. I just... You can't imagine what it's like. If I don't get release at least three times a day, I become frustrated and can become somewhat violent. I hate losing control like that! And yet, I want to be here, with you, to help out. Because I like you. You were the first person to show me compassion and care in this place, and I appreciate it."<br><br>Adrianne's voice dropped an octave, desire slowly creeping in. "I appreciate you for so much. You've been a great teacher and I can't thank you enough for that. I really am glad we met. And I love working with you. You're such a caring woman. And how do I repay that? By losing my cool when I can't just.... Ugh. I'm sorry, Dorothy. You deserve so much better from me. You're so sweet to try and talk me through this." Adrianne couldn't stop her hand from moving to Dorothy's shoulder, where she began gently squeezing and caressing the woman's flesh. Her libido was beginning to take over.<br><br>"I don't know what I'd have done if I hadn't met you. You're so generous with your time and so patient with me." Adrianne's hands began slowly moving down Dorothy's shoulders to the woman's upper arms, gently caressing the woman's exposed skin. "You've introduced me to so many people, and brought me out of my shell a little. I'm so grateful to you for that." Adrianne moved slowly to stand behind Dorothy, keeping a small distance between them, but standing closer than she ever had to the woman. Her hands slowly and gently working their way down Dorothy's arms. She moved her head closer to Dorothy's and softly whispered in the woman's ear. "And I find you so utterly irresistible. You're so beautiful, Dorothy. I know you don't feel like you are, but I... I can't help but find you attractive."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLaughingOne</strong> on <strong>07-05-2019, 08:42:36</strong>
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				<br><div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/D0bJtXi.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Tilisa Tangley</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> C Wing Hallway<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Devon, Open<br><hr><br>Tilisa watched Ricky go with her head tilted slightly, a slightly curious look as they left, then gave a small shrug. Then she gave a little hop as she remembered Devon was in the room and gave an apologetic awkward smile. "Yeah... First time in the big world alone, and its into a small pool. But hey! Now I get to make decisions on my own, sleep in, listen to music, and all that other stuff!" She smiles wide and bright, all the excitement of someone who's never had to deal with adult life, but full of excitement.<br><br>The weight set is something pretty fancy, a full body harness with Molle clips for the weights to be attached at specific points on the arms, legs, torso, and other areas of the body. "Those are kinda cool when you go running or just general exercising... I had thought it would be cool for, like extra effort on swimming but my coach made a point of how dumb that would be... Though if you had an independant air supply it could work..." She gets a contemplative look then shrugs.<br><br>She doesnt seem to have much else then the cloths, weights&nbsp; and plushes, no phone, laptop, tablet, or any other electronics, and only a few books which are largely work out and nutritional stuff, and a motivational one that has the plastic wrap still on it, though old and frayed slightly.<br><br>She smiled and nodded, then grinned, "Yeah, I heard about the pool to.. I was on the same tour." Her tone teasing, though a bit reserved and awkward as she had no idea how Devon would take it, "I hope its a good sized one, I love swimming." She finished arranging her few things on a nearby table, the coyote plush getting place of honor on the beds pillow, then smiled brightly, "Sure! Id love to go to breakfast with you!" She checked a wrist watch, "Though we should hurry.. they shut down at 9.. Rather not get stuck with leftovers the first day you know?" She smiled and walked to the door, despite the short distance, with Devon to see her out before taking a look around the room.. it didnt seem there would be enough time to relieve herself before food... <br><br>Damn it... She had never gotten this worked up so easily in the past... She busied herself with a quick adjustment to the room and a trip to the loo before going out to meet Devon in the hallway.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Lovely Tsaritsa</strong> on <strong>07-05-2019, 16:39:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/97/ReynaLT2.jpeg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Reyna Masiuk</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Hallway, outside Extractor Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kimberly<br><hr><br>Reyna taked the few steps back, from Kimberly. She realised, very quick, maybe her naughty day dreams were stupid, after all. There was reason, people brought futa to Refuge. Always, they were very angry, sometimes violent. Reyna thought, maybe Kimberly would hit her, maybe beat her the up. Or, maybe worse. She fell down, on floor, as she slowly walked away, her ass smacked the floor.<br><br>Almost, Reyna got up, and runned away. But, she heard Kimberly apologise, a little. She was angry, yes, and frustrated. Reyna understood this. But, still she was scared, a little. And, she didn't like for being yelled.&nbsp; <br><br><strong>"First, these machines, you complain for?"</strong> Reyna said, very upset, to the pretty futa. <strong>"They aren't <em>my</em> machines, I don't make them work poor, on purpose. I only fix them, where they break. I'm very sorry, one doesn't work proper, for you. But, that's why I work, to make them more better."</strong> Reyna standed up, she wiped dust, from her coveralls. <strong>"There isn't need, for getting mad, at me. I'm sorry it hurts your cock, I mean, it hurts you. But, I don't do that. I don't ever want, hurting someone here. Only helping, or feeling good."</strong><br><br>Reyna walked to door, of extraction room. <strong>"I can make the extractor, custom for your, um, your, your penis?"</strong> she said, a little nervous to Kimberly. She worried, maybe Kimberly would get mad, again. <strong>"Very gentle. The regular settings, they aren't. Too rough, and fast, from the factory. But, I can make one feel so amazing, with light touches, for you. I only need, taking some measurements first. And, making some, um, notes, for proper manual stim, stimulation. If still you don't want trying, after I take measurements, and helping you relax, that's ok. But, please trust me, I think this works very good, for you.</strong><br><br>Reyna felt the little bead of sweat, drip down her neck, and run down spine. It made her shiver. <strong>"If you ever don't want using extractors, again, you need seeing doctors,"</strong> she said, to Kimberly.&nbsp; <strong>"I'm only Grade 3 Technician. But, if you want giving extractor the one more try, I can help. I want this, you know, very much for helping you."</strong> She smiled, at Kimberly.&nbsp; <strong>"But, it's up for you."</strong><ul class="bbc_list" style="list-style-type: decimal;"><li></li><li></li></ul>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>07-05-2019, 17:01:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://acetorimusic.files.wordpress.com/2013/11/tumblr_mslv8utcai1qbn0f7o1_640.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Ricky Simmons</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Riley's office.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Riley<br><hr><br>"It frustrates the fuck out of me Doc... I mean, yes they feel sort of good.. But everytime I use them, I feel like the freak that I am right. It alleviates some of the arousal and urges to have sex but it bring up all kinds of other feelings. I just.."<br><br>Ricky took a deep long breath and looked out of the window. <br><br>"I feel like all day I need sex and when I had sex on the machines, I feel empty and useless. All these girls talk about how we deserve rights and deserve to live out in freedom but..."<br><br>She swallowed and shrugged.<br><br>"Before I got here, I couldn't control my urges. I nearly raped my best friend... I don't mean that I wanted to and nearly did it, no I mean I had her pinned against the kitchen counter and was forcing my way on her. If she hadn't stabbed me with a knife, I'd have raped her and God knows what else... Now that I'm here, I still can't control my urges and if anything, they've only gotten worse. Except using it on girls now, I use the extractors with pictures of y... Girls.."<br><br>Fuck. <br><br>"I just wake up, take a shower, wank, breakfast, wank, do something else, wank... I live for my urges to have sex. Nothing else. It's killing me."<br><br>Ricky's voice showed anger over sadness and anxiety. There was a lot of frustration in her voice and the way she sat at the chair, not relaxing and constantly tense and on edge. <br><br>"I want to feel loved.. I want to mean something to somebody. Not just to the cum collectors."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>07-05-2019, 17:14:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/6ySw6Sb.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Kimberly Danielson</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Extractor Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Reyna<br><hr> <br>Seeing someone frightened of Kimberly obviously bothered her, and guilt danced in her eyes.&nbsp; She didn't want to be mad, didn't want to hurt anyone.&nbsp; What she wanted more than anything was the sweet release of an orgasm, to have her body churn and tremble, and for the world to stop for a while and let her just relax.<br><br>"I'm sorry," she repeated gently, taking another breath and making it clear she was offering no violent movements.&nbsp; When Reyna offered to help, however, a touch of hope returned to her eyes, and she nodded.&nbsp; "Thank you.&nbsp; I mean...most of the time, it was great, just...I don't want to get trapped in it again."<br><br>Kimberly stepped forward, offering a hand to help Reyna up.&nbsp; "I guess just...we can try it again, and if it malfunctions, can you stop it immediately so I don't get hurt?"&nbsp; The hand trembled - she was frightened - but she badly needed the release.&nbsp; Even so, her eyes kept dancing over Reyna, unable to help herself just for the beauty of the young woman and the strong desire she felt.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raven Rawne</strong> on <strong>07-05-2019, 18:21:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.postimg.cc/wMvj12Mp/17170817-short-haircuts-for-girls.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Riley Reyes</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> her office<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ricky<br><hr><br>Riley nodded and jotted some sentences on her clipboard while Ricky was speaking, occasionally looking up to keep eye contact. Only once the pause was long enough to indicate that the girl was done, did she lean back against the armchair, and cap her pen. Smiling a little, big green eyes staring squarely at her present company, Riley began to form her thoughts.<br><br><strong>"Hmm... Doesn't sound like you need pills after all. First, you came to me, and I don't do pills. Second, from what I hear, well, it's fairly common for young people these days. Even more so for girls in here, actually."</strong> Breaking eye contact for a moment, Riley hummed to herself, lips pouting as she meticulously inspected the wall. The moment of silence was dragging out when she finally looked back at Ricky, and chuckled. <strong>"Sorry, just mulling over something. Now, what you said gives me some pointers. You see, sex, for us humans, is means to an end, not an end in itself. Or so they say. I've talked to... a few girls in here... and it strikes me that the more lonely they feel, the more they cum."</strong><br><br>The psychologist set aside the clipboard and took a sip from the lipstick stained glass, before continuing, now leaning forward, elbows on knees and hands clasped together. This time, she was more serious in her voice. <strong>"I appreciate that you came to me, rather than tried to find a way to kill that feeling. Because painkillers don't cure the cause of pain, ever. And I'm not satisfied with treating symptoms. You've mentioned something very important in my view, namely, that you want to feel like somebody cares, right? Normally I would drag you along for an hour till you came to conclusions yourself but,&nbsp; I'm here to help, not cash in consultation fees."</strong> Taking a deeper breath, as if hesitant herself, Riley continued. <strong>"Corny as it sounds, yeah, you <em>just</em> need someone who gives a fuck. Err, pun unintended, but hey, sex is part of a relationship so, yeah. Maybe there's some nice girl you'd like to get closer with, be friends, maybe more. Pills can wait, they have long expiry dates. Meanwhile, feel free to drop at my place, for whatever reason. I may be the resident psycho but that doesn't mean I can't be friends with people, right? I mean,we're in the same prison now, you and me."</strong> <br><br>With a smile, she extended her right hand for a fist bump, hoping the fast route won't prove to be a dead end.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Lovely Tsaritsa</strong> on <strong>07-05-2019, 18:23:52</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/97/ReynaLT2.jpeg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Reyna Masiuk</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Inside Extractor Room, in back<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kimberly<br><hr><br>Reyna giggled, a little, at Kimberly's concerns. <strong>"I'm sorry, I don't mean making fun, of you,"</strong> Reyna said, to Kimberly. <strong>"But, you don't need worrying, so much! I promise you, the extractor doesn't grab you, this time. And, still I need making your adjustments, first!"</strong> She gave Kimberly, the playful tap, on her pretty nose. <strong>"Maybe, you're not understanding me. But, come with me, you'll see!"</strong><br><br>Reyna entered the Extractor Room. It was one, of a few, at the Refuge. Reyna leaded Kimberly, to the back of the big room, where a big canvas hanged, from ceiling. This corner, it was where Reyna fixed extractors, needing the big repairs. The canvas, it kept her out of sight, it gave futas the little more privacy, while she worked.<br><br>Reyna stepped behind canvas. And, she waved with her hand, for Kimberly joining her. The little private corner, it was messy. Tools layed all over floor, even more sat on shelves. Three lap tops rested on table, with graphs and numbers, testing different extractors. And, an extractor, number Thirteen, sat on the big wheeled cart. Its front was on floor, wires on ground. And, its empty collection tank, layed under the cart, too.<br><br><strong>"Please, you need taking off, your jeans now,"</strong> Reyna said, to Kimberly. She felt her heart flutter, in her chest, very fast! <strong>"And, your panties, or underwear, if you're wearing. I need measuring you, like you enter the extractor. And, understanding machine pressures, and your thrusting speeds."</strong><br><br>Reyna turned away, from Kimberly. She reached into her biggest tool box, up on counter, next to machine. She took out the giant bottle, of lube from it. And, she spurted a super messy glob, onto her hand, <em>splorppp!!!</em>. Some of it dripped, between her small fingers, into puddles on floor.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dreamstreet</strong> on <strong>07-05-2019, 18:29:12</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e2/Faye_Reagan_Key_Club_2009.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Stacy Keaton</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Genetics Lab<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Helena<br><hr><br>Walking through the entrance area of the refuge, Stacy mostly seemed lost and not sure of what to do. That was until she found a big notice board with all kinds of information on it. It talked about the rooms, looking for help, and then there was a request from a doctor Helena to have a futanari aid her in the genetics lab, and that it paid. Something that made the redhead smile for herself, as she figured it was a good way to spend the first day and hopefully get to know someone. Perhaps someone who could help her out.<br><br>Following the information there was around the refuge, she did walk in the wrong direction from time to time, but in the end she did find the genetics lab, which was where these tests were taken at. She took a deep breath while standing outside before knocking on the door and waiting for a response for a couple of minutes, before slowly opening the door. <strong>"Excuse me, is this the genetics lab? I saw the request and figured I could help out?"</strong> She asked, wondering who she would meet inside.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>07-05-2019, 19:25:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a5/5e/58/a55e5821b24ecb0c319ed3f32f920365.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Dorothy Ride</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Health Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Chizuru and then Adrianne<br><hr><br>Dorothy gave Adrianne an encouraging nod as she expressed her need to leave, though the nurse could see it quite clearly, and took off not quite running.&nbsp; The poor girl!&nbsp; She'd done well, though the end was a bit rushed.&nbsp; She knew why though, the strong willed med student was wrestling with her incredibly powerful futanari desires.&nbsp; Dorothy couldn't be more impressed at her self-control!<br><br>But it was also good that she left just now.&nbsp; She had to speak to Miss Shiranome privately about her immediate situation.&nbsp; Dorothy turned and walked back to the examination room. She knocked on the door and opened it but only a crack.&nbsp; She stepped to the side with her back to the door.&nbsp; "Miss Shiranome, it's Nurse Ride.&nbsp; I'm not coming in, so please go ahead and continue getting dressed."&nbsp; She took a breath.&nbsp; "While Adrianne was very thorough in your physical, due to your condition, I'd like to have you in here sooner than six months and more often.&nbsp; I'm thinking just a check once a week and then we'll scale back."<br><br>Now the sensitive part.&nbsp; "We also have to discuss another aspect of your health.&nbsp; We have discovered that frequent ejaculation helps futanari both physically and mentally.&nbsp; However, as sexual contact between staff and residents is forbidden and between residents is to be kept private, the Refuge has several sets of wonderful machines to help.&nbsp; We call them extractors.&nbsp; Every girl here uses them, as often as six times a day!"&nbsp; She tugged her lab coat tighter around her.&nbsp; "However they were not designed to be used by someone with your medical status.&nbsp; We will make or customize one but that is going to take time.&nbsp; Of course, as Adrianne said, masturbation is an alternative and we can supply material to assist."&nbsp; Her professional hat was still on but this situation had it nearly flying off!&nbsp; "But...I also know often masturbation leaves a futanari more frustrated and physically tense than simple arousal.&nbsp; So."<br><br>She took a deep breath.&nbsp; "The information for the Health Center will be in the packet I'm going to give you as you leave.&nbsp; My card will also be there, as I have a work cell phone."&nbsp; She paused.&nbsp; "I will also write my personal number on the back of my card.&nbsp; Until we have a custom extractor ready, if, if masturbation is not helping, then please text me."&nbsp; She could be fired for this.&nbsp; But poor Miss Shiranome's physical and mental well being was at risk because of the Refuge's oversight.&nbsp; "I will not always be able to assist immediately, but I can meet you in your room or here in the Health Center and assist you directly."&nbsp; Just her hands.&nbsp; That would be enough, right?&nbsp; "If you're not comfortable with this, simply don't contact me at my personal number, and let me know if other arrangements need to be made."&nbsp; <br><br>God.&nbsp; This was the best thing she could think to do for her patient but it was against so many rules!&nbsp; "I'll leave you alone now, Miss Shiranome.&nbsp; When you're finished dressing, please head out to get your room assignment.&nbsp; The information I mentioned will be with your suitcase."<br><br>Dorothy then closed the door.&nbsp; She assembled everything she'd discussed, including her business card with her number on it and put it all with the lovely girl's suitcase.&nbsp; She'd have to talk to Riley about this...but wait, wouldn't Riley have to report her?&nbsp; She moved back to the reception area with a sigh.&nbsp; It was just about giving proper medical care.&nbsp; That was her job and her responsibility.&nbsp; She had authority to do this.&nbsp; Didn't she?<br><br>It was then that Adrianne returned, frantic in a way that Dorothy had never seen her.&nbsp; Dorothy's eyes went wide behind her glasses.&nbsp; The extractors were-oh no!&nbsp; "It's all right, Adrianne."&nbsp; She let the girl back in and met her just as she came into the reception area.&nbsp; "We'll figure this out and you'll be fine.&nbsp; You're so strong willed, so competent, I know you can hold on a little longer.&nbsp; I understand that the physical was-"<br><br>Adrianne cut her off, talking about needing release three times a day or she could be violent.&nbsp; She went on about wanting to be here with her and Dororthy found herself blushing.&nbsp; A shiver went through her when the red head's voice dropped lower.&nbsp; Dorothy held up her hands when Adrianne apologized, "N-no, Adrianne, it's okay," but she went on.&nbsp; And the busty nurse felt her pulse start to race.&nbsp; Especially when those soft but surprisingly strong hands touched her.&nbsp; "Oh," she breathed.<br><br>As a futanari, Adrianne was far stronger than she looked, much stronger than even an athletic human man, let alone Dorothy.&nbsp; Yet her touch was so gentle!&nbsp; She shivered when Adrianne crossed behind her and her eyes went wide once more, her mouth opening and closing in shock.&nbsp; Adrianne thought she was beautiful?&nbsp; No, no, this was just futa hormones and sex drive talking.&nbsp; But they were talking so very well!&nbsp; <br><br>"I-I, you're so sweet to say that, but I'm just an overstuffed, top heavy cow next to you and the other girls," she said softly.&nbsp; "And I'm older than you, than almost everyone."&nbsp; She needed to stop this.&nbsp; Now.&nbsp; She would tell Adrianne to use the Health Center bathroom and they wouldn't talk about this ever.&nbsp; But when her mouth opened, what came out was, "You're a godsend to me, really.&nbsp; I'm so happy you came here, even though that's selfish of me.&nbsp; You're gorgeous, smart, talented, and..."<br><br>She shook her head.&nbsp; She'd thought those things before.&nbsp; Even felt jealous of the girlfriend waiting out there for Adrianne.&nbsp; But she wasn't here, the girl who'd helped the student control her impulses.&nbsp; <br><br>Dorothy's hands reached up to touch Adrianne's, intending to try and push them away, but instead just caressing.&nbsp; Oh, God!&nbsp; What was wrong with her?&nbsp; "But, but what if...someone comes?"&nbsp; Wait, what was she saying?&nbsp; Not no, which she should, just that someone might see.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Yukina</strong> on <strong>07-05-2019, 20:32:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/96xlKih.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Chizuru Shiranome</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Health Center &gt; The Nerd Cave (aka Chizuru's New Room)<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy, Adrianne &gt; She, Herself, and Everything Down Below<br><hr><br>Unbeknownst to Adrianne, the flustered futanari was lewdly imagining the exact same thing as her face grew closer and closer to her twitching length! The unfortunate bookworm bit her lips to stifle a moan as each touch down below was simulated in her mind as a lick of the pig-tailed resident's tongue against her vulnerable balls. It was a miracle that her straining member didn't blow its load then and there by the time the similarly horny trainee finally completed it. She managed a nod and began to quickly put on the clothing she would very likely discard the moment she arrived to her new room once the clever pair left the left the curtain. <br><br>It certainly took all her strength not to do so when the flummoxed geek heard Nurse Ride declaring on the other side that she would certainly need to see her every week. Especially as Dorothy went to explain how futanaris relieved themselves here.....and how the design of the equipment was driving the buxom beauty offer herself up as a masturbation aid until something proper came along. The highly aroused dork was picturing the busty brunette full-on living up to her last name upon hearing that! "......Thank you......" She managed to say in rare admission of how she felt once she finished getting dressed. The lustful nerd channeled the overwhelming drive had the second after to wheeling herself at top speed to her new room, planning full well to put her number on speed dial after this. Awkwardly as result, the medical workers were left all alone to their business...
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>07-05-2019, 21:51:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://k60.kn3.net/0/6/A/D/1/1/607.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Aviva Hadad</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Front Gate and kitchen<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Open<br><hr><br>"ID please ma'm."<br><br>The burly security officer outside the Refuge's gate had stopped Aviva.<br><br>"What's all this for then?"<br><br>The curly brunette clearly hadn't gotten the news from that morning yet as she had been busy driving around to collect produce for a proper meal that evening. <br><br>"The campus is on lockdown. We don't want any of them to escape."<br>"Escape!? Them?! They are human beings and they are here on free will. Because scum like you doesn't give them a proper chance."<br>"You can insult me all you ma'm, I still have to see your ID."<br>"Well in that case you big ape, here you go..."<br><br>Aviva held up her ID and then took it away again.<br><br>"Now you have seen it. Can I go now?"<br>"The longer you make a fuss, the longer this will take ma'm."<br><br>She gave the officer her ID, Campus clearance and driver's license. <br><br>"<em>Kus emek..</em>"*<br><br>Fairly sure that the officer didn't understand Hebrew, she uttered the curse out loud and sat back.<br><br>"What are you transporting ma'm?"<br>"Guns. To start my own Futa army to conquer the world and be the almighty powerful."<br>"I will have to search it."<br>"Christ.. It's food alright. I'm the chef here and I get the produce fresh, which is why the van is refridgerated."<br>"I still have to search it for contraband."<br>"Cont... Why the fuck did you ask if you were going to search it anyway?"<br><br>She rolled her eyes and sighed and crossed her arms. Properly annoyed she listed to the doors open, some ruffling among the boxes and then the doors closed.<br><br>"You're cleared to go in."<br>"<em>Sababa.</em>"**<br><br>Aviva put the van in drive and nearly hit the barrier as it opened with the top of the van. She drove straight to the back of the main building where the storage for the kitchen was, honked three times and turned the engine off. The kitchen staff opened the door to the storage and Aviva climbed out and opened the back doors of the van. She gave instructions on what went where. The staff reflected on the breakfast service, which was something Aviva trusted the refugees to do themselves. It was basically cooking, scrambling or frying eggs and make sure the buffet was stocked. <br><br>Lunch service was a buffet as well with soup, bread, pancakes and on weekends hot meals like mashed potatoes, chips or other snacks. <br><br>Dinner service was usually two choices of meals which could be ordered from the tables and was cooked on order. Of course, never having the same recipe's required Aviva to stay on her toes and make sure she put something nutricious and tasteful on. <br><br>"Alright, start cutting these vegetables for the soup. I've got twelve chicken legs for the soup and some onions. Put it all on, make the broth nice and spicy with some peppers. When that's on, start cutting the mushrooms and some peppercorns for the mushroom sauce for tonight... <em>Kadima</em>***.. let's go."<br><br>Aviva went out, closed the doors of the pantry and the van and parked the van on the staff parking. Then she went back inside in search for nurse Ride.<br><br>*Your mother's cunt<br>** Wonderful<br>*** Let's go
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>07-05-2019, 22:11:58</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/fb/49/53/fb49534b5470b112d46078395c703b70.png)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Helena DiNello</strong></span><br><strong>Location</strong> - Genetics Lab<br><strong>Tagging</strong> - Stacy<br><hr><br>Hearing a woman's voice at the front desk of the genetics lab, Helena glanced up from her work to see a rather statuesque redhead standing there, looking as if she was a bit lost. However, her question indicated that she was answering the announcement Helena had told her lab assistant to post, so while the woman may have felt lost, she was in the right place. Helena rose from her desk and moved to the reception desk.<br><br>"Hello. My name is Helena DiNello, I'm the resident geneticist here. You're absolutely in the right place." Helena sat down at the desk and gestured to one of the seats across from her. She pulled out a form from the desk drawer and a pen. "So, I take it you saw my announcement asking for test subjects. I'm currently working on a study regarding fertility in Futanari, and the genetic reasons why certain Futanari are fertile, and others are not. This is a long term study, requiring at least two visits a week. All of our tests are non-invasive, and are voluntary. And, contrary to the fuck wits outside this facility who are doing baseless testing on Futanari as if they were subhuman, none of our tests inflict any amount of pain, other than a pinprick. We're not the type to violate body autonomy like the rest of the fucking world seems to want to."<br><br>Helena paused for a moment to allow the stunning redhead to process what she'd said. It was a fair amount to take in, but it was pretty self explanatory and wouldn't need any explaining. "So, you're probably wondering what kind of tests we run, and what would be expected of you. As this is a fertility study, we would require biweekly samples of your blood and semen. In order to avoid any potential contamination of your semen sample, we have several different extraction options available, but we do not use the same extractors used for general relief purposes. If you feel uncomfortable using a mechanical extractor, we have been given special dispensation for manual extraction. Our lab is open for extraction 16 hours a day, starting at 4 am and ending at 8 pm, allowing flexibility in your schedule. Any questions, comments, concerns, complaints, worries, problems, etc?"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>07-05-2019, 22:35:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/81/6e/3e/816e3eecab099cc580f77c485e327814.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Adrianne Lashbrook</strong></span> <br><strong>Location: </strong> Medical Wing<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy<br><hr><br><br>Dorothy seemed so understanding and kind as Adrianne explained her problem. How not, when the woman was a practiced medical professional? However, Adrianne was caught in a fevered pitch, her libido roaring at her, and she was having real problems controlling herself. Hearing Dorothy's soft exhalation of surprise as Adrianne touched the woman's shoulders only served to feed her libido further. Adrianne began thinking of the busty woman panting and gasping in ecstasy beneath Adrianne, her voice describing in exquisite detail all the naughty, filthy things she wanted Adrianne to do to her. <br><br>Adrianne was aware that what she was doing was strictly forbidden, and yet she found herself unable to stop. Seeing Dorothy shiver as she moved behind the busty woman, Adrianne couldn't help but imagine herself bending the woman over and sliding her cock deep into the woman. And though her voice was soft, Dorothy seemed reluctant to accept Adrianne's praise, denigrating herself while singing Adrianne's praises. "Nonsense, Dorothy," Adrianne's voice purred as she moved nearer the woman. "You're a stunningly attractive woman with the body of an angel. I know you don't feel that way, but it's true." Adrianne's hands slowly moved their way back up Dorothy's arms, fingertips teasing the soft skin with an almost gossamer whisper of a touch. "Your joy at having me here isn't selfish, my dear. I enjoy working with you so much that I can't wait to see you every day. To hear your voice and to see your smile."<br><br>Adrianne's voice was a whisper, her body hovering so close to Dorothy's that she could feel her breasts occasionally brush Dorothy's back as she inhaled. The busty nurse shook her head, as if to say they shouldn't proceed, and intellectually speaking, Adrianne knew she was right. She was fast approaching a boundary she'd never even attempted to find with Dorothy, as she valued the woman's friendship and support. Yet, she couldn't stop herself. Her libido was in control and would stop at nothing until Adrianne experienced release. And as Dorothy's hands touched her own, Adrianne expected to feel them forcibly removed. Yet the busty nurse lingered and seemed to welcome the touch, her only concern being that someone may see them. Adrianne had thought of that, as well. Her libido, unfortunately, had an answer for that.<br><br>"I understand your concerns, my dear. We can't let anyone see us." Adrianne softly pressed her body against Dorothy's, her erect cock nestling into the hollow between the ample cheeks of the woman's ass. "We'll use an exam room. We can close the blinds, turn out the lights, and enjoy one another without the threat of anyone seeing us." Adrianne began gently, softly nibbling on the cartilage of Dorothy's ear, her hands moving down to rest just underneath Dorothy's ample bust. "I want you, Dorothy," Adrianne whispered as she nibbled softly. "I want to taste every inch of you. I want to feel your body against mine. I want to make love to you, and worship every part of you. Gods, I want you. I need you. Please, Dorothy. Let me take you. Let me show you eternal bliss."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>08-05-2019, 00:06:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/6ySw6Sb.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Kimberly Danielson</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Extractor Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Reyna<br><hr> <br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=304160.msg14854112#msg14854112">Quote from: The Lovely Tsaritsa on 07-05-2019, 18:23:52</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote">Reyna giggled, a little, at Kimberly's concerns. <strong>"I'm sorry, I don't mean making fun, of you,"</strong> Reyna said, to Kimberly. <strong>"But, you don't need worrying, so much! I promise you, the extractor doesn't grab you, this time. And, still I need making your adjustments, first!"</strong> She gave Kimberly, the playful tap, on her pretty nose. <strong>"Maybe, you're not understanding me. But, come with me, you'll see!"</strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Although Kim offered a gentle smile, she couldn't help but still be nervous.&nbsp; It helped some that a pretty girl wanted to help her out, offering her some courage.&nbsp; Even moreso that a technician would be there if something went wrong in order to stop the machine and keep Kimberly from being injured or maimed.&nbsp; Sure, the malfunction wasn't likely ever to happen again, but she still felt worried.&nbsp; The faint boop made her smile.<br><br>Kimberly followed inside with Reyna, but still tensed notably as she walked into the room.<br><br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=304160.msg14854112#msg14854112">Quote from: The Lovely Tsaritsa on 07-05-2019, 18:23:52</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"Please, you need taking off, your jeans now,"</strong> Reyna said, to Kimberly. She felt her heart flutter, in her chest, very fast! <strong>"And, your panties, or underwear, if you're wearing. I need measuring you, like you enter the extractor. And, understanding machine pressures, and your thrusting speeds."</strong><br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>By contrast, Kimberly had absolutely no concern about taking off her pants.&nbsp; First came off the baggy jeans, then a pair of boxer shorts that were a little too big for her feminine form but offered just the right amount of support for her testicles.&nbsp; Already Kimberly was erect - hardly a surprise - and she gave Reyna a little smile as she moved on up bottomless to the machine.&nbsp; A little wiggle of her bare-shaven crotch ended the tease, enough to flirt with Reyna a bit, but also enough that Kimberly could claim it was just harmless fun if asked by the authorities.<br><br>Even so, the hunger showed in her eyes, and when she looked over Reyna, she was no longer looking in the woman's eyes.<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dreamstreet</strong> on <strong>08-05-2019, 00:24:36</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e2/Faye_Reagan_Key_Club_2009.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Stacy Keaton</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Genetics Lab<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Helena<br><hr><br>The information was a lot to take in for Stacy. Not that it seemed frightening to her, but she had never been really good with doctors, which was how she was seeing Helena. It was a lot&nbsp; of questions about her concerns, the tests and if she had any questions. Stacy wasn't exactly the smart or clever type, so she did look slightly confused from it, even though she understood most of what was going to happen. The doctor needed blood and semen from her, and as long as it was done right, and she was paid, it shouldn't be a problem to her.<br><br><strong>"Uhm, no questions... Just when do we start?"</strong> She asked as she did look slightly away from the doctor, like she didn't really know what to do or say in this situation. <strong>"It's my first day here so... I don't know about, uhm... Extractor options, as you called it right? Whatever that means... Only way I get it out is just to fuck and that's about it."</strong> She said like it was the most natural thing for her to say. <strong>"But I guess it's no time for that, so I'll do what you ask me to doctor. Of course, as long as you're still keeping it nice and clean for me."</strong> She said with a smile, feeling safe to let the doctor get the tests from her that she needed to get.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>08-05-2019, 00:32:38</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a5/5e/58/a55e5821b24ecb0c319ed3f32f920365.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Dorothy Ride</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Health Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Adrianne<br><hr><br>They had to stop.&nbsp; No, she had to stop.&nbsp; Adrianne couldn't help herself but she could.&nbsp; She didn't have the mind altering hormones and superhuman sex drive of a futanari.&nbsp; Just a normal human one.&nbsp; If somewhat on the higher end of the normal human range.&nbsp; And if not having been in a relationship since starting work at the Refuge and it having been almost eighteen months since she'd last had sex.&nbsp; And if she hadn't fantasized about this very thing with this very girl, among others.<br><br>She would lose her job and her reputation.&nbsp; No clinic, business, or hospital would hire her.&nbsp; It was likely her licenses would be revoked and she would be banned.&nbsp; Adrianne could be forced out into the ridiculously hostile world.&nbsp; <br><br>But the lovely redhead was so close and growing closer, her breasts brushing against Dorothy's back.&nbsp; Just those faint touches were so soft, so nice, so warm.&nbsp; Her words, spoken in that purring, smoky tone, made her heart beat faster in her chest and her breath grow quick.&nbsp; The way she said "my dear" sent a pulse of heat from her ears straight to her core.&nbsp; Oh!&nbsp; Was she really this...this easy?&nbsp; <br><br>She let out a breathy gasp that became a whimper as she felt the cloth covered length of Adrianne's hard, hungry cock slipping between the cheeks of her ass and slowly moving.&nbsp; How would they look at each other afterwards?&nbsp; Ohhh!&nbsp; Oh, she should care.&nbsp; She should stop.&nbsp; She had to!&nbsp; <br><br>Her face was flushed and she didn't bother to try and stop a soft moan slipping from her lips at the feel of her nibbling on the nurse's ear.&nbsp; She drew in a ragged breath as the younger woman's fervent words spelled out her plan and praised her, urged her, demanded he.&nbsp; Dorothy pressed her ass back against her throbbing member, grinding on it.&nbsp; "Yes," she whispered.&nbsp; "I-I want you to take me.&nbsp; I want you to have me.&nbsp; Adrianne, please."<br><br>She was so fucked.&nbsp; In more ways than one.&nbsp; "Go on back and I'll get everything closed down."&nbsp; What if someone came up as she was flipping the sign and turning the lights out?&nbsp; How could she get through the day stinking of sex?&nbsp; Her hands took Adrianne's and pressed them to her own breasts, letting her squeeze before she stepped away.&nbsp; Dorothy giggled, "Oh, God, I can't believe this."&nbsp; <br><br>Her tits bounced almost obscenely as she ran to the welcome area and hit the lights before flipping the sigh around.&nbsp; The door was locked and the TV off.&nbsp; Dorothy paused in the darkness.&nbsp; "No going back," she whispered into the blackness.&nbsp; She knew the layout well enough to navigate back to the inner reception area and hit the lights there also.&nbsp; She made her way down the hallway where a lone door was open and a beam of light poured out.<br><br>Dorothy paused in the entrance.&nbsp; She felt lighter all of a sudden.&nbsp; What sense did that make?&nbsp; Then she stepped in, closing the door behind her and shutting it on where she should have been.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>08-05-2019, 07:19:29</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/81/6e/3e/816e3eecab099cc580f77c485e327814.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Adrianne Lashbrook</strong></span> <br><strong>Location: </strong> Medical Wing<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy<br><hr><br>Feeling Dorothy's hesitation, Adrianne had a moment of clarity where her libido weakened for a moment. <em><strong>Dear Gods, what am I doing? This is wrong!</strong></em> she thought to herself, realizing that she was about to cross a line in her relationship with Dorothy, and that it could sabotage everything she'd worked to establish with the nurse. If she continued and they were caught, Adrianne knew she was risking expulsion from the compound. Was she really willing to risk it all for a few moments of ecstasy?<br><br>And then Dorothy moaned softly, and Adrianne's libido took over once more. She'd been laying the ground work for this encounter since she'd first laid eyes on Dorothy. She wasn't about to give up all that work in a moment of weakness. The feel of her painfully erect cock sliding between the cheeks of the woman's clothed ass was heavenly, and this was just the beginning. The ragged gasps and moans issuing from Dorothy only served to spur Adrianne further. And then the woman practically thrust her ass against Adrianne's erect cock, and she couldn't stand it any longer. The way Dorothy started grinding on her was enough for Adrianne to consider this consent on Dorothy's part. In her lustful haze, Adrianne missed Dorothy's verbal consent.<br><br><br>Her hands quickly moved up the woman's arms, but before she could do it herself, Dorothy grabbed Adrianne's hands and moved them to her generous breasts. Adrianne had dreamed of squeezing the bountiful mounds, but had never imagined those dreams would come true. Dorothy even allowed her to, but only for a moment. "Go on back and I'll get everything closed down," Dorothy said, her voice sounding as suffused with desire as Adrianne felt. She could not believe it was happening so quickly, and she realized she'd forgotten something. As Dorothy moved to extinguish the lights and close down the med center for the time being, Adrianne quickly dashed to the back and grabbed a box she'd been asked to hold for the head chef, Aviva. Scribbling a quick note on the box, she dashed back to the front and left it sitting on the counter in the front. She then hastily penned a note, explaining that she and Nurse Ride were out of the office, and would be back in a while.<br><br>She watched Dorothy rushing about, turning off lights and closing down the center, and realized that Aviva wouldn't be able to access the counter. So, Adrianne took the note and taped it to the inside of the window, with an arrow pointing around the corner. She left the box outside the door leading into the back room of the med center, then closed the door and locked it from inside. With that, the med center was completely locked up, and there was absolutely no chance anyone would interrupt her and Dorothy. Adrianne then dashed into the back room, to the exam room furthest from the front door. She knew from experience that this exam room was not visible from the front, and there would be almost no chance anyone would catch them.<br><br>Opening one of the cabinets along the wall, Adrianne pulled out a handful of emergency candles they kept stocked in the rooms, on the rare occasion power went out and they needed light. A book of matches inside one of the drawers provided a way to light the candles, and she moved around the room placing and lighting candles to avoid needing the overhead fluorescent lights. Adrianne left nothing to chance, and she wanted to be able to spend as much time with Dorothy as possible. Removing anything that might give away their presence was a necessity. Hearing the door close behind her, Adrianne turned and saw Dorothy closing the blinds tightly. She paused and stared at the woman, her libido shrieking at her to take the busty woman then and there.<br><br>Adrianne ignored that instinct. She'd cornered her prey, but if she made her move too soon, she risked overplaying her hand, and scaring Dorothy away. She had to temper her lust long enough to reel Dorothy in. To make absolutely certain that the woman had no qualms, and no plans to escape. "I locked down the back doors, and set out that package Aviva asked you to hold for her. I know you must be worried we'll be caught. Dorothy, I promise you... I wouldn't do this if I thought there was any chance we could be caught. You mean too much to me for me to risk losing you." Adrianne began moving toward the busty brunette, her pace carefully measured to be as non-threatening as possible. When the two were but a few inches apart, she stopped. "You look so beautiful in the candle light, Dorothy. You've always looked beautiful to me."<br><br>Adrianne reached out with her right hand, letting it come to rest on Dorothy's cheek. "I know you don't think you are. But, i think you're one of the most beautiful women in this building. You're so captivating and demure, and yet... No one sees you for what you are. A kind, caring woman who has dedicated her life to caring for others. I admire that. But who cares for you, Dorothy? Who serves your needs?" Adrianne moved closer, their breasts touching as the distance between them shrank to mere centimeters. "Let me show you how much I care. Allow me to attend to your needs, and I promise. You won't regret it." And with that, Adrianne closed the distance between them, wrapping her arms around the other woman and pressed her lips against Dorothy's.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>08-05-2019, 14:25:51</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/fb/49/53/fb49534b5470b112d46078395c703b70.png)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Helena DiNello</strong></span><br><strong>Location</strong> - Genetics Lab<br><strong>Tagging</strong> - Stacy<br><hr><br>Glancing at the woman sitting across from her, Helena could tell that about half of what she'd said had gone over the woman's head. It was to be expected. Helena tended to speak quickly, as she loved her work and was excited by it. However, that tendency to speak quickly meant that she frequently left people she was talking with confused, as she meandered through different subjects fairly rapidly. The somewhat confused look on the woman's face, coupled with her lack of any questions meant Helena should probably start over, and speak a little slower.<br><br>"<strong>Okay, let me start over, because I feel like I went a little fast there, and I think you may have glossed over a few details. First, let me introduce myself. My name is Helena DiNello, and I'm the staff geneticist. I study DNA molecules and gene sequences, looking to further my understanding of how a Futanari works.</strong>" Helena gestured at her lab equipment, and a few signs on the wall describing the human genome. "<strong>The existence of Futanari is considered a genetic miracle, and I want to know how it happened. I am also interested in learning how Futanari differ genetically from the rest of us. In my studies, I've found a curiosity. Some Futanari are fertile, and can 'father' children. Some Futanari are sterile, and cannot. No one knows why this is.</strong>"<br><br>Helena took a breath, thinking about the latest DNA she'd sequenced from a few Futanari who were in the latter catagory. She'd yet to find a genetic explanation. "<strong>So, my current study is looking to find out why. In order to answer that question, though, I need to sequence the DNA of both fertile and sterile Futanari. Hence my announcement. I need a wider sample size. So, I need subjects who are willing to provide me DNA samples on a regular basis. Both blood and semen. The blood tests allow me to sequence DNA, and the semen samples allow me to perform direct sperm counts and find viable sperm.</strong>" Helena tried to gauge the woman's interest, and was pleased to see that she appeared to understand what she was saying. Though Helena couldn't be sure.<br><br>"<strong>My tests are almost all non-invasive. Nothing I do requires me to cut or dissect or probe in any way. Taking blood is the most invasive my tests get.</strong>" Helena could see that the woman across from her looked almost bored with what she was saying. As if she wanted Helena to finish explaining herself and get to the point. "<strong>One thing I briefly want to touch on is the extraction process. As you're new here, you seem not to know what the extractors are. Come with me real quick.</strong>" Helena stood and led Stacy out of the genetics lab and to one of the extractor booths near her lab. It didn't get used often, as her lab techs were mostly female, and the few Futanari that came to her lab preferred to donate to Helena's research.<br><br>The door to the booth was unlocked, indicating that it was not in use. Helena opened it wide, allowing Stacy to see the extractor inside. "<strong>This is one of the many extractors we have on campus. It's simple in design, but complex to use. But, in short, you can load some videos or photos you find sexually appealing into a USB drive and connect it to the USB port. This loads the videos or pictures onto the screen. Down below, you can see the sleeve where you insert your erect penis. The sleeve then starts milking your penis, simulating the feel of a vagina. The control panel allows you to change the pace, set vibration, add ribbing, etc. Anything you enjoy can be programmed into the extractor. When you ejaculate, the extractor takes that ejaculate and stores it in a hopper for later disposal. These devices are intended to allow Futanari such as yourself to experience sexual release multiple times a day, so that your biological impulses don't cause you to sexually assault our staff.</strong>"<br><br>Helena closed the door and led Stacy back to her lab. "<strong>While the extractors provide a vital service, allowing Futanari to regulate their sexual activity safely, I prefer my own methods of extraction. These include, but are not limited to, manual release, oral release, and on rare occasion, vaginal release.</strong>" Helena resumed her position behind the desk, looking into Stacy's eyes. "<strong>Now, you may be wondering how the vaginal release works, as I know a lot of Futanari do when I explain that as an option. In short, it means you get to fuck a member of my staff (typically me), and as you feel yourself about to ejaculate, you stop, pull your penis out, and ejaculate into a beaker for me. This option happens to be my favorite, however it does require filling out forms for the upper management, which I don't enjoy. As such, I don't do it often, and I don't allow my staff to, either.&nbsp; However, once we've built a rapport and you have earned my trust, that option may be open to you.</strong>"<br><br>Helena wasn't lying when she said it was her favorite. And she wasn't lying when she said she'd obtained special dispensation for such a thing. The paperwork alone had taken weeks of review, and she'd had to testify before the board of directors to explain why such an option was needed. Comfort, she argued, made her techniques more palatable than those used by other geneticists. And she wanted to ensure that her test subjects had more than just a monetary incentive to participate in her study. After a lot of argument, discussion, forms, and insurance paperwork, Helena got her dispensation. She was urged to evoke it sparingly. But, what management didn't know wouldn't hurt her.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>The Lovely Tsaritsa</strong> on <strong>08-05-2019, 15:24:37</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://elliquiy.com/elluiki/images/9/97/ReynaLT2.jpeg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Reyna Masiuk</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Inside Extractor Room, in back<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Kimberly<br><hr><br>Reyna turned, to Kimberly. She flinched, her pretty eyes growing huge, like saucers, when she saw Kimberly already pulled down , her jeans. <strong>"Oh my God,"</strong> Reyna said, very soft. <strong>"You're hard, already. And, it's so, so big."</strong> And, beautiful, she wanted saying too. But, she didn't. She couldn't believe anyway, what she did, so very naughty, and exciting! Her heart pounded very fast now, her knees wobbled. And, she felt nice warmth, almost throbbing, between her legs. She didn't even this little part, of her dirty day dreams, ever they come&nbsp; true. And, if any one ever finded, what she did, she would be sacked, maybe even go prison.<br><br>Again, Reyna took the very deep breath, she closed her eyes. And, tried forgetting, how much trouble she would get, only for filling her naughty fantasy. But, when she opened her eyes, all she saw was beautiful Kimberly, and her long, hard cock, almost like a stallion. Reyna forgot everything, then, but her fantasy.<br><br><strong>"The extractors, probably they are rough, for you,"</strong> Reyna said, very quiet, to Kimberly. She crouched down, her bottom rested on her heels. Mostly, for making her knees stop shaking! The tip, of Kimberly's big yummy dick, almost it was in Reyna's pretty face. She could see, already, lots of clear liquid dripping out, of its fat tip.<br><br><strong>"So, maybe more gentle, then?"</strong> Reyna asked. She looked up, she smiled at Kimberly. And, with her small hand, covered in lube, she very gently closed her fingers, around Kimberly's shaft. With the delicate touch, she moved her hand, up and down the beautiful girl's length, down to the balls, up to the tip, again, again! Very slow, and very soft. She almost couldn't close her fingers, around Kimberly's cock, too thick. But, her hand caressed, and stroked the futa, so tender, and nice.<br><br><strong>"A little more firm, maybe?</strong> Reyna asked, again. <strong>"Or, more faster? I make the extractor, feel like my hand, please tell me what feels best."</strong> She gripped Kimberly's cock, the little more now, more pressure from her tiny fingers, still gentle though. And, she moved her wrist, much more fast now, quick, and even. It was amazing, Reyna loved it! She couldn't believe it, already Kimberly's pretty cock, looked more bigger! And, it felt harder, like warm iron, in her hand, so stiff! She loved too, how it felt, in her hand, for especial when her finger tips danced, over the big thick vein, on under side of the shaft.<br><br>The most wonderful dirty thoughts, they runned through Reyna's head. She wanted, so much, to kiss the soft tip, of Kimberly's amazing dick? Or, lick her balls, so big, and yummy. But, she couldn't even for pretending, that was part of her silly nonsense "extractor modification!"<br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dreamstreet</strong> on <strong>08-05-2019, 16:09:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e2/Faye_Reagan_Key_Club_2009.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Stacy Keaton</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Genetics Lab<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Helena<br><hr><br>As Helena took a more slow and deeper approach to explaining what was going on to happen to Stacy, the redheaded futa started to look much more interested, as it was clear she could follow it now. Of course, she didn't seem to care much for the experiment, since she wasn't a doctor or knew anything technical about it, so she figured it was best for her not to ask into that kind of stuff. The last thing she wanted to do was to act smarter than she was an embarrass herself on her first day in the refuge.<br><br><strong>"So you're trying to figure out why some futanari are fertile and some aren't? And you just need blood and semen for testing so you can find your answer? That sounds simple enough."</strong> She answered her with a small chuckle, as she seemed slightly more confident now with this research. Not that she feared that she would cut off her dick or anything like that, but at least the doctor seemed like a nice person, even to a futanari outcast.<br><br>When Helena started to talk about the extractors, Stacy followed after her, but stayed a few steps behind the brunette so she could lead the way around the lab. Her eyes on the machines in questions were with a raised eyebrow, as she didn't seem like she was too big of a fan of it. <strong>"Really, you want us to put our dicks in there? Not that I doubt you, but I don't believe anything can feel as good as the real deal... Plus I'm much more of an ass person."</strong> She said with another chuckle, as she looked over the extractors some more, while letting Helena continue to explain how to use them.<br><br>However when she heard of the other ways of achieving release, Stacy turned her head to look at Helena with a wide grin on her face. <strong>"Oh really? Then in case I want... What did you call it? Vaginal release? What do I need to do in that case?"</strong> She asked as she placed her hands on her hips while looking more intensely at the doctor. <strong>"After all, I do want to give it my all for your research."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>08-05-2019, 19:01:56</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a5/5e/58/a55e5821b24ecb0c319ed3f32f920365.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Dorothy Ride</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Health Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Adrianne<br><hr><br>She had expected to be pounced on as soon as she entered but to her relief, and minor regret, Adrianne's frantic need seemed to have calmed.&nbsp; No.&nbsp; No, that wasn't right.&nbsp; It was in her eyes; those blue beauties so full of intelligence and wit now also blazed with desire.&nbsp; It wasn't less.&nbsp; But now that she had Dorothy alone, locked in, no risk of interruption, the redhead could take her time as she pleased and not chance scaring her off either.<br><br>It occurred to her that they might be in here for hours to fully slake Adrianne's lust.&nbsp; Oh.&nbsp; Oh, to think of what could happen in that time made her feel so warm all of a sudden.&nbsp; <br><br>She blushed at Adrianne's praise and pressed her cheek against that surprisingly strong but soft hand.&nbsp; The nurse didn't think she was ugly but just...plain besides her breasts which got in the way and made her look ungainly.&nbsp; The other women here were just prettier, more correctly proportioned, and they just carried themselves with such confidence and beauty.&nbsp; From Riley to Helena the geneticist.&nbsp; She knew that she looked like a prude and a drab one at that beside them. <br><br>But Adrianne wanted her and thought she was beautiful.&nbsp; Maybe it was the lust of the moment but she wanted to believe otherwise.&nbsp; She made her choice with all the possible consequences.&nbsp; <br><br>She accepted the kiss and answered it, her lips eager and hungry to an extent that shocked Dorothy herself.&nbsp; Her hands moved down Adrianne's back, caressing and stroking her through her scrubs.&nbsp; Her lips parted, opening her to the futa girl's tongue.&nbsp; She whimpered softly into their kissed, shifting to rub her body against the younger woman's, their breasts pillowing and pushing.<br><br>When their lips parted, she was breathing heavier.&nbsp; Dorothy pushed her glasses up her face and a shy smile was on her face.&nbsp; "I fantasized about this," she confided.&nbsp; "Please, take care of me, Adrianne, and let me take care of you."<br><br>She stepped back, her ass brushing the door and slid her lab coat off.&nbsp; Then with a deeper breath of preparation, she pulled her sweater over her head and off.&nbsp; Her skin beneath was smooth and faintly reflective in the candle light.&nbsp; There were deep shadows in her cleavage, her generous tits contained by the strongest but hardly sexiest bra that money could buy.&nbsp; "The rest you can do, if you want.&nbsp; You watch me, I-I noticed.&nbsp; So...I'm yours to explore."<br><br>She'd also strip herself down the rest of the way too, but offering it to Adrianne...it felt right in the moment.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>08-05-2019, 22:12:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/fb/49/53/fb49534b5470b112d46078395c703b70.png)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Helena DiNello</strong></span><br><strong>Location</strong> - Genetics Lab<br><strong>Tagging</strong> - Stacy<br><hr><br>Helena nodded at Stacy's question, pleased that the woman appeared to be following what she'd said closely. "<strong>That's it, exactly. It's a mystery right now, and I want to find out why some Futanari have viable sperm cells and are able to reproduce, while others are sterile and can't. It could be that Futanari have some subtle dimorphic characteristics. If that's the case, then DNA testing would allow us to find the genetic code that causes the dimorphism, and we can test for that with every Futanari that joins the refuge. This way, management would be able to keep track of those fertile Futanari, and any unexplained pregnancies among staff.</strong>"<br><br>So far, it hadn't been much of an issue, but she knew that such unexplained pregnancies had occurred, and the DNA of the resultant children were being closely monitored by Helena. She had been able to locate the Futanari woman who'd "fathered" the child, and that woman had agreed to genetic testing herself, along with the mother. But, it happened, and the board of directors wanted an explanation. <br><br>"<strong>I know it sounds simple, just wanting blood and semen samples. But, you have to understand something important. Out there, outside the walls of this compound, there are scientists and geneticists who've just been given the green light to experiment on Futanari such as yourself without any limits. Futanari whose only 'crime' was that their genetic code carries a mutation that makes them different. It's not just simple experiments being carried out, either. Drug testing, genetic sequencing... These are nothing. There are labs that have tried to recruit me that are eagerly looking forward to the opportunity to dissect Futanari. To invasive, painful procedures all in the name of science, but without any of the compassion or care they'd give to anyone else. Futanari are seen as abominations by these scientists, freaks of nature. It's disturbing! In my lab, you're safe. In my lab, you don't have to worry about whether I'm going to inflict needless suffering. Because while I do care about the science, I also care about the people more. You're all human beings, for fuck's sake! And it's insulting that other scientists can't see that!</strong>"<br><br>Helena knew she needed to calm herself, as she risked scaring away her latest test subject. But the woman seemed so blasé about what Helena was asking, and she felt the need to put into context just how important it was that her subjects were comfortable and at ease with her tests. She doubted that Stacy would have such a laissez-faire attitude if if she'd been subjected to just one round of testing with a government scientist.<br><br>The woman seemed skeptical about the function of the extractors, as well. Which was common. Most newcomers to the refuge looked at the extractors with a healthy dose of suspicion. As if the machines were like to rip off their penis and leave them disfigured. "<strong>Strange as it may sound, those machines will become your best friends as time goes on. Have you ever had a moment where you felt like you wanted to pounce on a woman and have your way with her? Ever felt the urge to force yourself on someone? Ever lost control of your libido and had to masturbate in order to think clearly once more? How often do you think you can do that before your hand gets tired? I've had many Futanari in my lab who've admitted to intense feelings of arousal around me and my staff. And even after experiencing release, those feelings linger. The extractors are as much for your use as they are for our safety. Use them when you feel the need. It's not as bad as you're imagining. Or so I've been told.</strong>"<br><br>Helena sighed internally as Stacy explained her preference for vaginal release. It was one of the reasons she tried not to explain it up front, but the woman had asked, and Helena couldn't lie. "<strong>Vaginal release is an option, yes. There are several things that need to be done before that option is available to you. First, you need to be tested for all manner of sexually transmitted infections. Our nurse practitioner, Nurse Ride, can test you for those. As can our medical student, Adrianne. Once those tests are returned clean, you then need to show dedication to my study. I won't just fuck someone for the sake of getting fucked. You need to show at least a two month period of adherence to the program. This means twice weekly blood draws and semen samples, as well as any medical history questions or written comments we need. Finally, special dispensation must be applied for in writing with the board of directors. We have a special form we use for that. Once all the parameters are met, you're allowed one session of vaginal release a week until it's proven that you're not a threat to our staff. There are many controls in place for our protection. And yours.</strong>"<br><br>Helena pulled out a release form and passed it across the desk to Stacy. It was a standard release form, stating that any tissues drawn for the purpose of testing became the property of the refuge and the staff geneticist. "<strong>If you're still interested in participating in this study, please fill out this form. When you are done, let one of my staff know, and we'll bring you back for orientation, a blood draw, a semen sample, and to arrange compensation. If you have any other questions regarding this process, now is the time to ask.</strong>" Helena smiled at Stacy in a somewhat forced manner. She hoped the woman stayed, but knew she couldn't push. “<strong>One last thing. In this lab, my name is either Helena, or Professor DiNello. I am not a doctor, and do not yet have my PhD. I will only answer to Helena, Professor DiNello, or Professor.</strong>"<br><br>Helena added that last bit for her own sanity. Many of the Futanari involved in her study had called her doctor, and she tried to explain each time how she wasn't. It was beginning to irk her, as she had been so close to her PhD before she'd left her university program to come to the refuge. And she wondered if any of her research would be enough to earn it. She'd burned a few bridges when she left. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dominique</strong> on <strong>08-05-2019, 22:50:05</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/6WUNyz7.png)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Devon Winters</strong></span> <br><strong>Location: Tisila's room</strong> <br><strong>Tagging:Tilisa | Ricky | Open</strong><br><hr><br>Funny enough, Devon actually wasn't all that keen on going to the swimming pool. Back in Alaska it hadn't been an issue; not only did few people care to join her when she went swimming in the near-freezing waters of the northern state, the low temperatures also had the convenient side-effect of making the difficult to miss bulge in her bottoms a little less prominent. She'd worn bikinis or bathing suits, sometimes proper thermal suits depending on how long she intended to stay out. here though, even Devon felt a little self-conscious. Safe to say that conventional women's swimwear didn't quite cover the <em>nether regions</em>. She'd resorted the types of two-piece that came with boy-shorts but even then, it was a tight fit, to put it crudely. Of course, here of all places she wouldn't be the only one with that wardrobe-related challenge, but somehow that didn't make it easier. Yet, anyway. <br><br>"Right, I'll only be a minute," she said, flashing the pretty girl a toothy grin before stepping out of the room. At least Tilisa would have a moment of privacy, although the clock was ticking and it was closer to nine o'clock than she would have liked. Devon was used to eating at irregular times, and thanks to her military past her body could function on very little energy for a long time. Which didn't mean that she didn't feel like scrambled eggs and toast right now; in fact, the thought of it made her stomach rumble. She pressed a hand against her abdomen even as she grabbed the key to her room and stepped inside. Devon didn't bother checking it out much; it looked practically identical to Tilisa's minus the pile of teddies, and she didn't exactly have much to decorate it with, anyway. <br><br>As she searched through her bag for a clean top that didn't look all too creasy, Devon consciously focused on slowing her breathing. Meditating and mindfulness had become more and more important in the last few years of her life - they were key in maintaining a certain sense of calm in her body and mind. It was what kept her from feeling as if she was only thinking with her cock - to put it crudely - or driven by her chemical imbalance. She was very adamant about having sex because she <em>wanted</em> to have sex, and although she'd mucked up a couple of times in the past, she hadn't been faring too badly. Especially not these past two years, and Devon very much wanted to keep in control of herself like she had been. <br><br>Of course, being put in a mansion filled with beautiful women, regardless of what genitalia they had, sure made things a lot more challenging. <br><br>She carefully folded her dirty top and put it aside - army habit - and even as she walked to the front door Devon was putting her new shirt over her head. When she walked into the hallway she was sliding it over the flat of her tummy, looking to the side for a sign of Tilisa. "If they're out of bacon I'm gonna be so disappointed," she said lightheartedly. "You ready to go?" <br><br>The dining room wasn't all that far from their rooms, although Devon wagered that Ricky had to walk considerably less to get to all the refuge's amenities. Devon didn't mind; she had the stamina to walk fast and walk a lot. Without a good amount of physical exercise she wouldn't last a week here. "Do you think you'll be using the pool?" she asked, well before Devon considered if the question might sound a little out of place. <br>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dreamstreet</strong> on <strong>08-05-2019, 23:13:35</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e2/Faye_Reagan_Key_Club_2009.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Stacy Keaton</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Genetics Lab<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Helena<br><hr><br>Stacy couldn't help but gulp slightly and look away nervously as the mention of how the scientists of the world were free to test on other futanari. She knew that people looked down on people like her, but she didn't know it would be that bad. Hell she had given people reason to hate her, but she always thought it was just aimed at her. It made her question if there was something wrong with her, or if it was the world that was fucked up. However listening to Helena, she started to feel more at ease, as she could tell she was on her side.<br><br>Though that didn't stop her from seeming disappointed when she heard just how much she had to go through just to get vaginal release during these tests, and it made her let out a sigh. <strong>"Wow, to think that it takes paperwork to get to fuck someone around here."</strong> She said before looking back at the extractor again. She was starting to get mixed feelings because she would have to use a machine to get off from now on, and she knew she would need that. Even with Helena mentioning that the futanari had a need to get off for the others safety, she was still really disappointed that she wouldn't be able to fuck around as much as she used to. Now she wished she had stayed at the nightclubs rather than head to the refuge.<br><br><strong>"But I guess I'll play by your rules... Does that count for everyone around here? I mean, that I have to do tests and fill out a formula to get to fuck someone?"</strong> She asked curiously, as she seemed to get to terms quickly with what Helena wanted from her, and how she wanted things handled for these tests. <strong>"I'm still interested... Not like there's a lot for me to do away from here, so I might as well be helpful to someone who actually tries to help girls like me."</strong> She said with a smile, as she was handed the release form and started to look it over. Most of it was what the professor had already mentioned to her, so it wasn't like there were any hidden terms or conditions that she would have to meet.<br><br><strong>"I'm still game for this project, but I was wondering something."</strong> Stacy said as she seemed to actually be embarrassed over what she was going to say next. <strong>"Well, you seem nice and everything, so... I was hoping we could at least be friends or something like that while we're both her at the refuge. I know nobody and honestly, I have no idea what to do after I leave this lab."</strong> She said and sounded very honest with her. It was correct that the girl had no plan. She had just accepted to come to the refuge, and then she didn't know what would happen later. She had never been the type to plan things out, and mostly just acted in the moment. But now she felt it was time to change her life for what she believed, was for the better.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>09-05-2019, 03:04:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/81/6e/3e/816e3eecab099cc580f77c485e327814.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Adrianne Lashbrook</strong></span> <br><strong>Location: </strong> Medical Wing<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy<br><hr><br>Feeling Dorothy respond to her touch was remarkable for Adrianne. She'd hoped against hope for so long, and had had so many fantasies that she'd almost given up. But, the soft touch of Dorothy's lips and the way she began to return the kiss... This was the culmination of a lot of planning and patience. Adrianne wasn't about to rush through all the pleasures she'd dreamed of and fantasized about. Dorothy's touch was electric, even through her scrub top. Her hands caressed and stroked with a fervor matched only by the eagerness of her kiss. It had never occurred to Adrianne that Dorothy may have also been fantasizing about this, or that the busty brunette may have been hoping Adrianne would make a move on her. But it was hard to deny the hunger in Dorothy's kisses as she nearly devoured Adrianne's lips. <br><br>Adrianne's hands began reciprocating Dorothy's caresses, sliding along the fabric of the woman's lab coat. She could feel the sweater underneath, and though she couldn't feel the woman's warmth quite yet. As she did so, she felt Dorothy's lips part and wasted little time parting her own lips and letting her tongue dart into Dorothy's mouth. Almost immediately, it was met by the woman's tongue, and Adrianne pressed against it with her own, inviting Dorothy to do the same. The woman offered a soft, muffled whimper in response and pressed herself up against Adrianne a bit harder. The auburn haired woman was beginning to lose herself to the passion and desire she felt emanating from Dorothy when the woman almost abruptly broke their kiss and confessed how she'd been fantasizing about this, as well. <br><br>Adrianne groaned somewhat lustfully as she heard that, her erect cock straining against her underwear and scrubs, longing to be freed from its confines. And as Dorothy moved her glasses up and took off her lab coat, Adrianne nearly lunged forward and tore the woman's clothing off. She didn't, but the urge was so overpowering. She wanted to throw the woman onto the exam bed, yank open her legs and bury her face in the woman's pussy. She wanted to bend the woman over and shove her cock into Dorothy, feeling the velvety warm envelop her. Adrianne wanted it all, and Dorothy was primed to give it to her. But, she couldn't rush things. She needed to savor the moment. She needed....<br><br>Dorothy's sweater nearly leapt off the woman as she peeled it over her head. Adrianne couldn't help but stare at the woman's enormous breasts, confined as they were in an unflattering bra that looked like it was stretched to the limit. She was frozen in place, her mind focused on one part of Dorothy she'd never allowed herself to hope to see. The bountiful flesh heaved with every breath Dorothy took, threatening to break free of their prison with each movement. Adrianne was in awe, and she savored that awe for a handful of moments. <br><br>Dorothy's permission to finish undressing her was welcomed, and Adrianne was grateful that she'd waited. Even though they'd gone this far, she worried that Dorothy would come to her senses and put a stop to it. Being given permission to remove her clothing was like music to Adrianne's ears, and she wasn't about to decline. Rather than go straight for the woman's bra and release her titanic breasts, though, Adrianne moved forward and placed her hands on Dorothy's hips. Her thumbs slipped under the waistband of the woman's skirt, slipping it off her hips and down her thighs. She let gravity do most of the work, watching the skirt fall to the floor and pool around Dorothy's feet. The woman was wearing what looked to be a pair of comfortable panties, though like her bra, they weren't very flattering. Adrianne didn't mind, though. They wouldn't be clinging to Dorothy's hips for too much longer.<br><br>Taking a step back to drink in the sight of Dorothy in just her underwear, Adrianne felt a joy she hadn't felt in some time. Probably since she'd last seen her girlfriend, Danielle. The extractors weren't the same as having a living, breathing woman, and Adrianne realized how much she missed it. She was so into the moment that she didn't even feel a pang of regret for what she was about to do, or how it might hurt Danielle if she found out. She was truly living in the moment, and savoring it as best she could. "Gods, you're beautiful, Dorothy. I've wanted to tell you for so long."<br><br>While she wanted to tear her own clothing off and free her painfully erect cock from its confines, Adrianne realized that she had to let Dorothy do the same to her. She couldn't take away that opportunity from the buxom brunette, as she had probably been fantasizing about it as long as Adrianne had. Despite her libido shrieking for satisfaction, Adrianne paused and spread her arms out from her sides. "Your turn, Dorothy."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>09-05-2019, 14:38:50</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://acetorimusic.files.wordpress.com/2013/11/tumblr_mslv8utcai1qbn0f7o1_640.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Ricky Simmons</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Riley's office.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Riley<br><hr><br><em>Careful what you wish for Doc. I might keep you to it.</em><br><br>The thought of doing her right here on the table or the sofa or even the floor hit Ricky like a tidal wave. She bit her lip and sighed. <br><br>"Yeah but you have no idea how many of the girls here have no interest in freaks like themselves. They was pussy. So, yeah I probably need sex with a real person, but I'm not going to find that in here."<br><br>Ricky sighed again, frustration boiling up again.<br><br>"And since we're not allowed to leave the premise anymore, I can't go out and find pussy there."<br><br>And then something snapped inside of her. The frustration and the arousal... It became too much. She got up and walked up to Riley.<br><br>"So maybe, that girl, should be you?"<br><br>Ricky forcefully pulled Riley out of her seat and tried to kiss her, her hands immediately flowing under the psychologists sweater, exploring the warm skin of her stomach. She felt resistance, but the more she felt of it, the harder she tried to kiss and wrap her arms and hands around Riley.<br><br>"You're so fucking gorgeous and sex... I want you. I don't want any girl, just you. We could be happy together."<br><br>The hand that she had on Riley's back went down into her jeans, trying to feel and free the buttocks that hid underneath. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raven Rawne</strong> on <strong>09-05-2019, 17:49:46</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.postimg.cc/wMvj12Mp/17170817-short-haircuts-for-girls.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Riley Reyes</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> her office<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ricky<br><hr><br>She waited for a moment to get a return fist bump, but finally pulled her hand back, as Ricky seeled uninterested in returning the gesture. Still, Riley knew better than to show discontent, especially when her patient started talking. Instead, she, unconsciously so, tilted her head slightly, brows slowly frowning upon what she was hearing. Still, she didn't cut through the monologue and patiently waited. Only once Ricky stood up all of a sudden, did Riley's expression change into surprise, those big doe eyes looking up at the girl who suddenly towered above the psychologist. <strong>"Err... I don't think- woah!</strong><br><br>Suddenly hoisted up, Riley felt Ricky's hands frantically touch her body, it shocked her so much her legs clenched together, wobbling on the high heeled boots before she had to grab her assailant's arms for support. Now a bit taller than Ricky, she pulled her chin up to avoid the kisses, hands resting firmly on the girl's shoulders, but not pulling back, not yet. Heart suddenly racing, feeling immensely hot in that heavy leather jacket, Riley's lips opened, and she tried to find some words to deescalate the situation. <strong>"R-ricky, stop, I... the doors! They're not locked and someone can walk in and... and, they'll throw us out! Come on girl cool off, you're better than that...</strong><br><br>Ricky's hand slid into her jeans, under her panties and groped her rather big rump, making the woman, whimper ever so slightly. She clenched her teeth and gently pushed into Ricky's shoulders, making a point but trying not to aggravate the futanari. <strong>"Come, onnn... snap out of it!"</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>AndyZ</strong> on <strong>10-05-2019, 01:10:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/6ySw6Sb.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Kimberly Danielson</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Extractor Room<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Reyna<br><hr> <br><div class="quoteheader"><div class="topslice_quote"><a href="https://elliquiy.com/forums/index.php?topic=304160.msg14855570#msg14855570">Quote from: The Lovely Tsaritsa on 08-05-2019, 15:24:37</a></div></div><blockquote class="bbc_standard_quote"><strong>"Oh my God,"</strong> Reyna said, very soft. <strong>"You're hard, already. And, it's so, so big."</strong> <br></blockquote><div class="quotefooter"><div class="botslice_quote"></div></div><br>Kimberly couldn't help but smile, being nice as best she could, but her thoughts might well be visible on her face.&nbsp; She spent a good deal of her life being erect, far more than she wanted, and yet, it was times like this that made it worth it.<br><br>Although Reyna said other things, Kimberly had a difficult time in paying attention the moment she was touched.&nbsp; A blissful little moan escaped her as Reyna wrapped her hand around Kim's needy penis, and Kim's hips thrusted by reflex, desire burning deep within her and demonstrating what she wanted.<br><br>Then Reyna started moving her wrist, ever faster, and Kimberly reached out to the sides to grab on and hold herself upright.&nbsp; Her eyes drifted back as the pleasure built, and she looked down at Reyna, quiet adoration and lust in her eyes.<br><br>Her thoughts were very easy to read.&nbsp; She <em>wanted</em> Reyna, not just her hand, but her lips, her tits, her pussy.&nbsp; Somehow she found the focus to stay silent, but only because Reyna was already in the process of milking her.&nbsp; Then she finally reached out towards Reyna, towards her shirt, wanting to play with her tits.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>10-05-2019, 04:21:25</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a5/5e/58/a55e5821b24ecb0c319ed3f32f920365.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Dorothy Ride</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Health Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Adrianne<br><hr><br>Dorothy was a little surprised that Adrianne didn't strip her down all the way but she could also appreciate the fact that she was using her impulses rather than surrendering to them.&nbsp; It made this all feel more like something meaningful.&nbsp; Whether it would be after or not, they'd have to find out together.&nbsp; But she wasn't going to look back with regret.&nbsp; Adrianne made her feel feminine and sexy, not ungainly and shy.&nbsp; She liked being wanted so much.&nbsp; The nurse knew that there were others here who would want her, Miss Shiranome had, but that was immediate and instinctive lust.&nbsp; This was lust plus at least some affection.&nbsp; It made a difference.&nbsp; <br><br>She arched her back, thrusting her huge breasts out even more as the redhead stepped back, for once delighting in them.&nbsp; The way the younger woman's eyes feasted on them...it made her insides tingle.&nbsp; As she spread her arms and said it was her turn, the nurse flushed and smiled, "I think I'll have a lot of turns, turning over, turning on my back..."&nbsp; <br><br>She walked forward, her hips perhaps swaying a bit more than normal, her generous assets moving as well.&nbsp; Dorothy didn't stop in front of Adrianne but pressed against her and found her lips once again in a kiss.&nbsp; Her hands moved low, up and under the top of her scrubs to caress her soft, warm skin.&nbsp; "So soft," she murmured.&nbsp; She brushed her lips along Adrianne's jawline as her hands stroked over her sides and then moved down again to take hold of her top and lift up; the nurse stepping back as her soon to be lover raised her arms to let her lift it off.&nbsp; She nibbled her lower lip, "You're so pretty.&nbsp; So lush but proportioned just right, and your skin is so smooth!&nbsp; And your freckles so cute!"&nbsp; Her bra was old and a bit ratty, really, clearly she hadn't intended anyone to see it the same as Dorothy.&nbsp; But it was lovely because it was on her.<br><br>"And these..."&nbsp; She lowered her face to kiss the slope of one breast and then the other, "are wonderful."&nbsp; Her hands slid behind the medical student's back, finding and deftly unhooking her bra.&nbsp; Dorothy kissed and nibbled on her tits as she pulled the bra forward let the pressure of Adrianne's breasts push it free.&nbsp; She quickly stood and pulled the garment fully off, letting it sail off to the side.&nbsp; Her eyes were warm behind her glasses as she took in the sight of those perky, high mounds.&nbsp; "Oh.&nbsp; So sweet."<br><br>Her hands cupped Adrianne's breasts, gently squeezing.&nbsp; "I know everyone always stares at these udders of mine, but yours are so perfect.&nbsp; Just right."&nbsp; She bent to kiss and then run her tongue over the nipple of her right tit.&nbsp; As she did so, her hands moved again, sliding down the redhead's skin and into her scrub pants.&nbsp; For a few moments, she fumbled until she found the knot and then worked it loose, letting the weight of them carry them to the ground.&nbsp; She switched to the younger woman's left breast, taking the nipple into her mouth and gently sucking.&nbsp; Her hands slipped into the sides of Adrianne's panties, not yet taking them down but shifting them, using them to rub against her hard cock while Dorothy suckled on her breast.&nbsp; Her glasses were perched on the edge of her nose when she looked at her and let the nipple slip out of her mouth, licking a few times, "I could enjoy these for hours, but I think you want my mouth somewhere else more..."<br><br>She felt so different than normal.&nbsp; She was so shy and nervous.&nbsp; But she felt so...so bold now!&nbsp; Why?&nbsp; She...she liked this feeling.&nbsp; And it was all thanks to Adrianne.&nbsp; Anything the girl wanted, she was going to do.&nbsp; She hadn't felt so free and right in longer than she could remember.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>10-05-2019, 05:48:45</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/fb/49/53/fb49534b5470b112d46078395c703b70.png)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Helena DiNello</strong></span><br><strong>Location</strong> - Genetics Lab<br><strong>Tagging</strong> - Stacy<br><hr><br><br>Stacy sounded upset or disappointed when Helena explained the rules governing vaginal release. She couldn't blame the woman, though, as the idea of such a thing was intoxicating, and no one likes having to wait. The woman's sigh was one of vexation. "<strong>I know the rules may sound onerous or a bit judicial, but you need to understand why they're in place. The board of directors made a rule before I arrived here that any sexual congress between staff and refugees is prohibited, and subject to punishment. That punishment could equal expulsion for both parties. Now, I can find work out there without having to worry about my rights. But, the Futanari in this refuge, they'd be risking their lives. So, in order to comply with the rules, I had to apply for an exemption to that rule. The board of directors may disagree with my methods, but not with the importance of my work. They agreed to allow me an exemption, but put some restraints in place. They wanted to make sure I wasn't doing this just to have a bit of casual sex.</strong>"<br><br>Helena took a breath, shaking her head softly. "<strong>Now, I'm not one to say no to a little casual sex here and there. Adds a little spice to life, especially if it's forbidden. But, I cannot allow my libido to jeopardize my work in any way. They say forms need to be filled out and tests need to be taken, I'm fine with that.</strong>" Helena leaned forward and lowered her voice a little, making sure no one could overhear what she was about to say. "Tell you what, though. If you can prove yourself clean of any STIs, well... What I do in my personal life outside the lab is not subject to the same rules as inside the lab. Get tested. And if my initial fertility test shows you as sterile, I might even let you go bareback."<br><br>Stacy seemed almost like the stereotypical Futanari, with her constant talk of sex. Helena supposed it was inevitable, given the vastly increased libido that came with being a Futanari. Still, if the woman wasn't careful, she may end up in a compromising position and find herself out on the street. "<strong>I know the rules seem harsh, as restraining your natural inclination to fornicate must be incredibly difficult. But, the board of directors doesn't want it to look like they're running a brothel. The government is probably looking for reasons to shut this place down, and any hint of improper activity might be the straw that breaks the camel's back. Discretion is so very important here. The board knows that they can't stop the staff from sleeping with the refugees. But, they need to keep up appearances. I know it seems daunting or unnatural, but were I in your shoes, I'd be trying to reconcile my qualms and use the extractors for the time being. Keep a low profile and try to appear like a model refugee. Then, when the heat is off, I'd be more inclined to find dalliances that wouldn't jeopardize my chance at safety. But, that's me. I don't have the same raging libido, and it's easy for me to say these things.</strong>"<br><br>Helena was happy to see Stacy sign the release form. She grabbed a Manila folder, wrote Stacy's name on the tab, then placed the form inside. Standing up, Helena gestured to Stacy, having her walk around the side of the desk to the door which led into the lab proper. "I know it seems like there's not much to do around here. But, you just arrived. We have many activities here depending on your interests. For example, I run a twice weekly game night for things like board games and tabletop RPGs. The medical student, Adrianne, gives archery lessons once a week. We have various arts and crafts lessons and seminars. Movie nights. And various other activities to try and help alleviate some of the idle boredom the staff knows that refugees like yourself labor under. I know it's not like the night life outside the compound, but we do have our limits. Now, come. We need to draw some blood first. Check your overall health. After that, we'll get that semen sample. Since it's your first sample, I'll be taking it myself.[/b]"<br><br>Helena started leading Stacy toward the lone exam room she maintained in her lab. It was a quiet room where blood draws and semen samples were provided, along with a bed. Not an exam bed, but an actual mattress and box spring. Helena preferred to be comfortable if she was taking the occasional sample via vaginal extraction. Stacy seemed somewhat embarrassed when she spoke, her voice giving away a shyness Helena wouldn't have expected. She waited until they were in the exam room, closing the door before she spoke. "<strong>Stacy, I understand what you're going through. Your entire world has been altered, and you have to basically start fresh in a new place. I've been there. I know how lonely it can be. So, yes, I can be your friend. In fact, why don't you join us tonight? It's one of two game nights tonight, and I've got a few games planned for anyone that shows up. We have a pretty regular group, and we'd love to have one more.</strong>" As she spoke, Helena was gathering the materials she'd need to draw some of Stacy's blood. She then dragged the stand over to a recliner along one of the walls which had been repurposed as their blood draw chair. "<strong>Come. Sit down and get comfortable. This will only hurt for a second. I've been told I'm very good at my needle sticks."</strong>
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>10-05-2019, 07:24:28</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/81/6e/3e/816e3eecab099cc580f77c485e327814.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Adrianne Lashbrook</strong></span> <br><strong>Location: </strong> Medical Wing<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy<br><hr><br>Adrianne nearly lost all control when Dorothy thrust her chest out in her direction. The woman had a power over Adrianne she probably was aware of, and if she chose to use it as a weapon, Dorothy might come to regret it. There was only so much that Adrianne could stand before she lost her composure, which was already crumbling. As if that weren't enough, though, Dorothy seemed to be relishing the idea of being fucked by Adrianne. Her joke about being turned over and onto her back nearly became a reality. Through sheer force of will, Adrianne withheld the urge to pounce on the woman, though it took an almost Herculean effort to stop. She wanted to savor this, not rush through it. She had to remember that, or else this would be the only chance she'd ever get with Dorothy. "I'll give you as many turns as you like, my dear. As often as you'd like."<br><br>Adrianne had expected Dorothy to move in and begin shucking her clothing off in the same manner she had. However, she hadn't expected the woman to move in close and kiss her like she did. It wasn't as urgent or filled with desire as the first kiss was, but then, Dorothy appeared to realize that patience was the order of the day. Adrianne let the woman remove her scrub top, and was momentarily embarrassed as she realized she'd worn her comfortable bra, and not a more decorative one. Then again, she hadn't expected anyone to see it, and had expected instead to have buried her nose in her work. Comfort mattered when one was hunched over a pigs foot and sewing the same line over and over again. Adrianne almost collapsed into a puddle as she felt Dorothy's lips tracing a line along her jaw. The woman knew what she was doing, even if it was just instinct.<br><br>Adrianne couldn't help but blush when Dorothy praised her as she had. The only time anyone had ever mentioned her freckles was to comment on how they marred her otherwise flawless skin. Like she'd be perfect without them. She resented them on occasion, because she'd been conditioned to think of them as a flaw. Dorothy saw them differently, and Adrianne felt a rush of gratitude for the woman. "Thank you for saying so, Dorothy. I'm so used to people telling me I'd be better looking without them. I... When I was young, I hated them. I still resent them from time to time. But your opinion means so much to me... I can't..."<br><br>Adrianne shuddered mid sentence as Dorothy kissed the swell of her breast. She'd not been expecting it, and it was one of the most delightful things she'd felt in some time. Adrianne reveled in the woman's touch, then gasped in surprise as her bra strap suddenly went slack and the supportive garment was practically ripped off her body. That surprise momentarily overrode the shivers of joy she felt at Dorothy's lips nibbling on her supple flesh. That surprise quickly melted into desire. "God, Dorothy, that was the sexiest thing that anyone's ever done," Adrianne breathed. <br><br>Those breaths suddenly became more ragged as she felt Dorothy's lips affix themselves to one of Adrianne's nipples, the woman's hands slipping beneath the waistband of Adrianne's scrub bottoms to begin untying the knot holding them on her hips. Dorothy was acting so much bolder than she normally did, and Adrianne wasn't about to stop her. She'd yearned to feel the woman's touch for some time, and it was everything she'd hoped it could be. The woman then switched to Adrianne's other nipple, causing her to gasp in delight. She was in heaven, and Dorothy's movements only served to elevate her to a state of utter bliss. "Gods, Dorothy. Don't stop. Your lips feel heavenly. Don't be afraid to nibble on those. I want to feel it all."<br><br>However, it appeared that Dorothy had other plans, the woman releasing Adrianne's nipple to insinuate that Adrianne would prefer her to start sucking on something else. While she didn't want to disappoint the buxom brunette, she was enjoying what Dorothy was doing so much and didn't want it to stop. But, she also couldn't deny that her cock was so painfully erect, and had been for far too long. Adrianne wanted it to find a home, and what better place than inside Dorothy's mouth. She'd just been fantasizing about feeling the woman's lips on her cock. Dorothy was offering to make that fantasy a reality. "Oh God, yes. Please, Dorothy. I want to feel your lips all over my body. God, I want to watch you suck my cock so badly. Please. Don't make me wait. Do it. I wanna feel your lips wrapped around me so badly."<br><br>Adrianne was lost in desire, her hands dropping to her sides to begin shucking her cotton panties off her hips and exposing her rock hard cock to the buxom brunette. She paused, though, before she did, admonishing herself for trying to rush through the banquet of delight Dorothy was spreading out before her. She couldn't deny the woman the pleasure of peeling off her panties in order to free Adrianne's erect cock from its confines. To see the wonder and joy in the woman's eyes as she finally laid eyes on the one body part Adrianne had longed to plunge deep inside the woman whose touch elicited such glorious ecstasy. No, better to savor the moment and let Dorothy set the pace. Adrianne needed to exercise patience. She knew that she would be rewarded over and over again if she did.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>11-05-2019, 03:46:09</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a5/5e/58/a55e5821b24ecb0c319ed3f32f920365.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Dorothy Ride</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Health Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Adrianne<br><hr><br>She knew everyone had things about themselves they didn't like.&nbsp; But that Adrianne felt so bad about her freckles made her feel awful.&nbsp; They were so cute and they did nothing to detract from her beauty or the lushness of her body.&nbsp; She'd have to make a point of complimenting her after this, and the charming little dots as well!&nbsp; Though from a professional standpoint, she should probably see a dermatologist every now and then just to keep an eye on them.&nbsp; But Dorothy didn't dwell on it, continuing her largely oral exploration of the lovely young woman's breasts and her teasing of her futanari gift.&nbsp; <br><br>When Adrianne told her to do it, to take what she wanted and what they both wanted, it made her shiver with delight.&nbsp; Her cheeks flushed and her eyes were bright behind her glasses.&nbsp; "Oh, yes," she answered, "I won't keep you waiting...well.&nbsp; Just long enough."&nbsp; The nurse felt a naughty thrill run through her.&nbsp; What had gotten into her?&nbsp; This felt so...so fun and flirty and just...so not like her.&nbsp; But she liked feeling this way.&nbsp; <br><br>Dorothy took a nipple into her mouth once more, her tongue swirling around it before she nipped it just lightly with her teeth.&nbsp; She giggled and then lowered herself down to her knees, slow and easy, pressing kisses and soft, swift little licks down Adrianne's stomach.&nbsp; Her tongue slid around the student's naval and skirted slipping in but just barely didn't do so.&nbsp; Her hands stayed holding those pink, bikini panties on.&nbsp; She sat back on her knees to look at them and at the sight of that bulge stretching them almost fully off of her body.&nbsp; "Oh, God," she breathed.&nbsp; She scooted closer and reached up, running her hands over Adrianne's hips and then jerked her panties down.&nbsp; <br><br>Her proud cock bounced free of the restraining cloth and Dorothy let out a little squeak as it slapped onto her face.&nbsp; It was so hot and hard!&nbsp; Pre-cum splattered onto her glasses as the length fell and pressed against her, lying on the left side of her face.&nbsp; "Oh!&nbsp; Oh...it's...it's beautiful."&nbsp; She'd seen her fair share, but it was different like this.&nbsp; "The feel, the smell too, so good."&nbsp; Dorothy smiled up at Adrianne, leaving her member smooshed on her face.&nbsp; "Too bad you don't have your phone handy for a picture," she said, her voice practically a purr.&nbsp; "I couldn't have done this on purpose no matter how hard I tried."<br><br>She then turned her face to nuzzle the futa's dick.&nbsp; Oh, oh!&nbsp; This was so dirty!&nbsp; Why did she like that so much?&nbsp; She ran down the length until her lips encountered Adrianne's balls.&nbsp; She kissed one and then the other before her tongue slipped past her lips, bathing each in turn in wet licks.&nbsp; Then her tongue pressed flat against the base of her rod and she slid back up along it, all the way to the bulbous head.&nbsp; Dorothy groaned softly and looked up at into Adrianne's face, her glasses smeared with pre-ejaculate.&nbsp; She peppered the head with kisses before swirling around and over the crown.&nbsp; Then she moaned and opened side to take her thick rod between her lips, sealing tightly to her shaft and starting to suck, her cheeks dimpling.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DrMcQuark</strong> on <strong>11-05-2019, 04:30:21</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://d18fr84zq3fgpm.cloudfront.net/nesma-shemale-both-tunisian-escort-shemale-in-istanbul-616568_original.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Aisha al-Asiri</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Taxi en route to the refuge<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> None<br><hr>No matter how many ways Aisha turned the situation around in her mind, she could get away from the feeling that the taxi she rode in was taking her to a prison (at best) or a concentration camp (at worst). Oddly enough, it was still better than most girls like her around the world. Most places just reviled futanari women, but in some countries it was an automatic death sentence or worse. At least the refuge had facilities to help women like her and actually cared for them as human beings. If nothing else, at least she would meet others like herself who might understand what she’d gone through.<br><br>“Hey, uh, Miss. Would it be okay to ask you a question?” Aisha jumped a bit when the driver spoke. He had been silent since picking her up at the airport. She noticed the furtive glances in the rear view mirror and thought he might say something but she couldn’t be certain that the glances were born from curiosity or disdain. She reasoned, it would be more productive to presume the best and be polite.<br><br>“I suppose so,” she said, not wanting to commit herself too far.<br><br>“Well, you see,” he seemed to grow more nervous. “I… I assume because of where, uh, where you’re going that you’re a… a.. Uh…”<br><br>“Futanari?” she said, hoping to get the question out of the driver.<br><br>“Yeah, yeah. Heh, sorry. I just never, met, or at least I don’t think I have, a f… um… futanari. I mean, you can’t always tell can you? I mean from normal… um that’s not what I mean. I&nbsp; mean I don’t personally see what‘s wrong with it. I mean you can’t help it, can you?”<br><br>Aisha sighed with no small amount of exasperation. “So, was that the question you wanted to ask?”<br><br>“Yes. I mean, no. No, heh, um… no I just was wondering about… um, some of the things they, you know, say about… about….”<br><br>Aisha’s impatience continued to grow with each passing “um” he uttered. She had not been able to take care of her needs since before going to the airport and she really wanted to get to the refuge so she could masturbate to relieve herself. Even just the thought of touching herself brought her cock to full hardness and she could feel the leaking precum already.<br><br>Then again, maybe she wouldn’t have to wait.<br><br>She leaned forward up to the driver’s seat back, making certain she was as close as possible.<br><br>“You mean, are we horny all the time?” She ran her hand over the driver’s shoulder and over his chest, speaking in a sultry, breathless voice. “That we have to cum several times a day? That we fuck each other anally?” Her hands undid the first two buttons on the driver’s shirt and slipped under the fabric touching his bare skin. He was shaking now, unable to form words and only nodding as she continued.<br><br>She leaned in and gently licked his ear.<br><br>“If you <em>really</em> want to know, pull over and we can answer those questions together.”<br><br>As the driver pulled off the road, Aisha sat back in the seat. At least this way, she might get some relief <em>and</em> maybe even save some money on the cab fare.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLaughingOne</strong> on <strong>11-05-2019, 17:58:00</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/D0bJtXi.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Tilisa Tangley</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Devon, Open<br><hr><br>Tilisa bounces up and down on the balls of her toes while waiting, and not in the normal idle way but going from flat foot to nearly standing straight on her toes repeatedly. Though what draws more attention from passerbys is the motions it causes on her chest and backside, plump swells of flesh moving most deliciously! She stops after Devon comes out, a few more to finish the set and smiles, "Yeah! ... I've never got to have bacon before... ... I.. Really wanna try Waffles... Or Pancakes!" Excitement glows in her eyes. <br><br>She follows along with Devon keeping pace, a war of nervousness and excitement warring inside her as she traced the route back to the dining room, pondering on the question and nods, "Yeah, I used to love swimming, but my parents wouldn't let me cause it was hard to.. .. Hide.." she motions down around her hips, face taking on that deep blush again.. And then it sort of comes to. Her face had been on the news recently.. A scandal where a futas parents had her training and hiding her gender so they could make use of her enhanced physicals for competitions. It all came to an end when a girl tripped on the field and grabbed the back of Tilisa's shorts and bared EVERYTHING to the world as the camera zoomed in on live TV..
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dreamstreet</strong> on <strong>11-05-2019, 22:53:20</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e2/Faye_Reagan_Key_Club_2009.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Stacy Keaton</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Genetics Lab<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Helena<br><hr><br>Stacy started to easily lighten up at Helena, as she asked if she wanted to come to the game night tonight. It seemed to make her so happy that she even started to blush, and slightly looked away from the dark haired professor, as she smiled for herself. <strong>"Well, I've never been to a game night before, so I hope you don't mind if I'm a total novice. Like, you know... I might ask a lot of questions, so if you don't mind that, I'll come over!"</strong> She said, hoping that she wouldn't be too embarrassing tonight, doing something that was more friendly and cozy that looking for a hookup like she usually did.<br><br>But now the came to the actual test, and as soon as that came, it became clear to Stacy that the blood test was first. In her head, she had thought about it as no big deal, but she hadn't actually had a test like this since she was a kid. Was it really going to hurt? She was starting to get more and more nervous over this, as Helena brought over the needle, which made her take a deep breath.<br><br><strong>"All right... Just let me know when you're done..."</strong> She said while looking away from the professor, and even closing her eyes a few moments later. She did her best to breathe slowly, while waiting for Helena to do what she needed to, and hoped that she would be quick with it.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>12-05-2019, 07:36:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/81/6e/3e/816e3eecab099cc580f77c485e327814.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Adrianne Lashbrook</strong></span> <br><strong>Location: </strong> Medical Wing<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy<br><hr><br>The look on Dorothy's face as Adrianne begged the woman for her touch would be something the auburn haired woman would remember for a long time. The little shiver that rippled across the woman's body, the flush of her cheeks, and the hungry look in Dorothy's eyes would replay in Adrianne's memories for weeks to come. Adrianne felt a shiver run through her as the woman actively planned to make Adrianne wait for her touch. A bit of denial that Adrianne adored. The anticipation and the teasing were something she'd experienced in the past, and it made what was happening seem all the more genuine and memorable. "God, Dorothy. I don't know if I can," Adrianne said, her eyes flashing with desire. She meant it, too. That desire, that hunger she felt, it was almost a tangible need for Adrianne. She wanted it so badly, and her body screamed at her to take Dorothy's head and force it down betwixt her legs. And yet, Adrianne fought her base desires, using every ounce of her willpower to still her craving and let Dorothy take things at her own pace. In the long run, it would be worth so much more than getting some immediate relief. <br><br>And it wasn't like Adrianne's libido wasn't being quenched in some ways. Dorothy's hands gently massaging her erect nipples were a prelude to her lips caressing the sensitive little nubbins. Adrianne even gasped audibly as she felt the woman gently nip at the fleshy protuberances with her teeth. But as the woman slowly lowered onto her knees, her lips kissing a trail down her body, Adrianne felt the urge to push Dorothy's head down once more, this time stronger than before. It was almost overpowering, this urge to dominate the buxom brunette. She wanted to force the woman, to bend her to Adrianne's will. To desecrate every orifice and pump the woman full of her cum. Adrianne felt her fingernails digging into her palm as she balled her hands into fists to resist the powerful urge.<br><br>That urge became somewhat easier to control as her cock sprang free of her panties, slapping Dorothy's face as it did so. The comedy of the moment overrode her desire, and she couldn't help but giggle. And then Dorothy suggested that Adrianne get a picture, but her phone wasn't in reach. The idea of having such physical evidence of this blessed time on her phone for future perusal nearly sent Adrianne over the edge. "God, Dorothy. I'd never leave my room if I had a picture or video of you sucking my cock. It's probably best that I not, don't you think?" <br><br>Adrianne shivered as Dorothy ran her tongue down the length of her cock and began kissing her testicles. In all the time she'd been sexually active, no one had ever shown them any attention. And yet, Dorothy seemed to revel in the idea of bathing them with her tongue. It didn't last long before the woman's tongue laved its way back up the length and began teasing the head. Adrianne moaned, the sensations sending wave after wave of pleasure rippling up her spine. "Gods, Dorothy. Your tongue feels so amazing. Don't stop. Please. Wrap your lips around that cock and suck me dry. God, I don't know how much more of this I can take! Please. Do it!" <br><br>With a clearly audible moan, Adrianne watched the buxom brunette's lips part and slowly, inexorably, begin their journey down the length of Adrianne's cock. The auburn haired woman closed her eyes and let out a satisfied moan as she felt Dorothy's tongue sliding along the length of her cock, the inside of her mouth and tongue gently squeezing Adrianne's cock. The auburn haired woman began to wonder just how far Dorothy was going to go, though she knew that her cock wasn't long enough to force the woman to stop short. At just over 6 and a half inches in length, the only thing Adrianne worried about was whether Dorothy's gag reflex would come into play. "Oh, fuck yes!" She cried, feeling the pressure in her gut beginning to build. "Suck that cock, Dorothy. Make me cum!" 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>13-05-2019, 12:46:19</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a5/5e/58/a55e5821b24ecb0c319ed3f32f920365.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Dorothy Ride</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Health Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Adrianne<br><hr><br>Her groan was muffled by Adrianne's dick as the redheaded futa half-pleaded, half-ordered her to suck it, to make her climax.&nbsp; Dorothy's social shyness tended to express itself in intimate situations by her deferring to her partner.&nbsp; She'd been called "a total sub" by one of her past boyfriends.&nbsp; Maybe there was something to it because she loved it when Adrianne called out to her like that.&nbsp; <br><br>Her eyes were bright as she looked up at the younger futa, her glasses having slipped down her nose once again.&nbsp; Her lips were sealed tight around the throbbing shaft of her cock as her head bobbed slowly up and down on perhaps the first third of it.&nbsp; Her tongue was pressed up against the underside of it, fluttering against her.&nbsp; She reached out to take one of Adrianne's hands and put it on her own head.&nbsp; She just wanted to feel that touch, one more point of connection.&nbsp; And if she grabbed her hair and yanked or started to guide her, even face fuck her...she'd be all right with that too.<br><br>On her own, however, she was far from done with what she wanted of Adrianne's cock.&nbsp; Dorothy wanted more, wanted to show the redhead she would handle more.&nbsp; She hummed in her throat and started to move faster, slicking the futa's strong and beautiful member with her spit, her head sliding back and then down again but each time she moved down, she took a little bit into her wet, warm mouth.&nbsp; Each movement brought more hard, engorged flesh into her mouth and sent fresh, hot pre-ejaculate down her throat.&nbsp; She swallowed it, feeling it was a test for what was sure to follow.&nbsp; The beautiful futa girl's thick, hot, heavy load of jizz.&nbsp; Dorothy felt the head at her throat and paused then she closed her eyes and pushed herself further forward.&nbsp; The head slid down into her throat and she felt herself almost gag but she focused her will, taking air in through her nose, determined to take all of her in&nbsp; After a few tense moments, her chin nestled against the futa's full balls.&nbsp; <br><br>Dorothy groaned again around the proud rod in her mouth.&nbsp; She...she'd done it.&nbsp; She'd taken every inch!&nbsp; She wanted to cheer.&nbsp; It was strange, almost shameful, how proud of this she felt right now.&nbsp; Her eyes opened again and met Adrianne's.&nbsp; She drew back and then deep throated her again, a guttural <em>glurk</em> in her throat as she fought back her gag reflex.&nbsp; Dorothy was sucking more eagerly, a thin trail of spit leaking from one corner of her mouth and a faint wetness in her eyes as she battled her body's desire to gag when she took her lover's shaft deep.&nbsp; She felt so sexy.&nbsp; She felt so nasty.&nbsp; But felt at Adrianne's mercy but also powerful.&nbsp; She moved faster and faster, her hands sliding up to stroke her friend's thighs.&nbsp; Her eyes begged for her enjoyment, whether that meant taking control of this, or blasting cum down her throat, or knocking her over and mounting her.&nbsp; Dorothy wanted Adrianne to have her release and the best release she could give.<br><br>...And she felt with certainty in the back of her mind that she would do this again.&nbsp; Even before they left this room, even, she might get more than one of Adrianne's loads.&nbsp; The thought thrilled her and there was a rueful momentary thought that all those who teased her about her last name had no idea how right they were.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>14-05-2019, 03:22:22</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/fb/49/53/fb49534b5470b112d46078395c703b70.png)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Helena DiNello</strong></span><br><strong>Location</strong> - Genetics Lab<br><strong>Tagging</strong> - Stacy<br><hr><br>Helena almost giggled at the sight of Stacy blushing. The woman was so endearing in a way Helena hadn't seen in some time. Some of the Futanari in the refuge were rather brusque or showed more masculine attitudes. Which was understandable, given the increased amounts of testosterone coursing through their veins. There were a few, though, that were like Stacy. Trying to project a feminine side and adopt more feminine mannerisms. Helena was of two minds when it came to it. On the one hand, she enjoyed talking with the more feminine Futanari and not having to deal with the disconnect between a female figure and a masculine attitude. However, the forceful nature of the more masculine behaving Futanari was a bit of a turn on for Helena, and she enjoyed bedding those more masculine types when the time came. She'd long believed that that disconnect between the two personality types might be tied to fertility. Alas, it wasn't. Some of the more feminine Futanari were the most fertile, and vice versa.<br><br>"<strong>Our game nights are split into two separate types. Tonight is our weekly DnD game. Dungeons and Dragons to the uninitiated. We have a rather lively group, and I am the Dungeon Master. I tell the story, and the players act out their parts in it. It's always good fun, and is even enjoyable if you're not playing. Of course, there are some staff or Futanari who prefer other games, and I'm sure if DnD doesn't interest you, there'll be those playing games like Cards Against Humanity, Settlers of Catan, or various card games. They'd be happy to teach you, if you don't know how to play. Our 2nd game night of the week, typically Thursdays, we all play different games, although Cards Against Humanity seems to be the most popular.</strong>" Helena spoke as she continued to gather her supplies for the blood draw. "<strong>And, of course, it wouldn't be DnD night without snacks. I ask everyone to bring a little something, as our sessions typically run at least three hours. The other staff are starting to pick up on this, and Aviva, our resident chef, has started making little treats for the game.</strong>"<br><br>Helena could tell that Stacy was beginning to get nervous about the blood draw. It was inevitable. Most people hated getting stuck by a needle, and Helena couldn't blame them. It was a bit unnatural, and no one she knew really enjoyed pain. It was, unfortunately, a necessary evil. "<strong>Okay, Stacy. I'm going to stick you with the needle, now. Some patients, it helps if they look away. Others like to watch. And others like to close their eyes and take themselves somewhere else. You do what you need in order to prepare yourself. I promise, it's only one poke and then the pain will be done.</strong>" Helena waited for Stacy to make her choice. It wasn't quite what she'd have chosen herself, but as she said, everyone was different. Once she saw Stacy was as ready as she was going to be, Helena wrapped a thin strap of rubber around Stacy's bicep, and felt for the best vein in the hollow of the woman's inner elbow. She felt a strong pulse, and saw a vein bulging slightly against the skin. An easy target, which meant that she'd inflict even less pain than normal. <br><br>Helena placed the beveled tip of the needle against Stacy's skin, just above the vein. "<strong>Deep breath, and hold it.</strong>" Helena said, piercing the woman's skin and seeing an immediate flash of blood just inside the needle tip. A perfect hit. She grabbed one of the vials, and punctured the rubber stopper with the other side of the needle. The vial filled quickly, and Helena removed it when it was 3/4 full, taking another vial and filling it. In all, she filled 3 vials with Stacy's blood, untying the strap of rubber as she finished filling the last vial. She then covered the needle with a cotton ball and removed it. "<strong>All done. That wasn't so bad, was it?</strong>" Helena said as she taped the cotton ball to keep it in place. "<strong> You did great, Stacy. I got the blood I need for my tests. Give me a minute to code the vials and store them. Then we'll get your semen sample.</strong>" Helena reached out and caressed the woman's cheek. "<strong>As a reward for being such a model test subject, I won't even ask your for your method of extraction. I'll personally perform an oral extraction this time.</strong>" As she said this, Helena's other hand reached out and gently stroked Stacy's thigh. "<strong> Be right back. While you wait, I'll give you the choice of staying dressed as you are, albeit without your pants and underwear. Or getting into a hospital gown for the extraction. The choice is yours. If you so choose, the gowns are in the cabinet above the sink.</strong>"<br><br>Helena picked up the vials and walked out of the exam room, heading over to her desk and writing Stacy's name in each vial, as well as her test subject ID number, and the purpose the blood was drawn. One vial was set aside for genetic testing. One for general testing regarding health, including an STI panel, and the last was a spare in case one of the other two vials were contaminated in some way. Helena placed the spare vial in a plastic container and placed that container in a freezer which held dozens of identical containers. Backups for all her test subjects.<br><br>Helena then handed the other two vials to one of her assistants. "<strong>Take vial 1 to my lab and prep it for genetic marker exams. Don't centrifuge it yet, as I want to make a slide before hand. Also, take vial 2 to the medical testing lab and have Diana run the usual medical tests. CBC, lytes, a Chem panel and an STI panel. The works. I'll be back in 20 minutes to run that slide and start genetic markers.</strong>"<br><br>Her orders entered, Helena walked back to the exam room and knocked on the door. "<strong>It's Professor DiNello, Stacy. Are you ready for me?</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>14-05-2019, 07:27:30</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/81/6e/3e/816e3eecab099cc580f77c485e327814.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Adrianne Lashbrook</strong></span> <br><strong>Location: </strong> Medical Wing<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy<br><hr><br><br>A long, low moan issued from Adrianne as she felt Dorothy's lips sliding along the shaft of her painfully erect cock. While she was only inserting the first third of it before pulling back, the sensations were heavenly and something Adrianne hadn't experienced since she first arrived. Had she been thinking clearly, Adrianne would have felt a pang of regret for cheating on Danielle as she was. And yet, she couldn't stop herself from doing so. She'd never expected to learn that Dorothy, a woman she spent a lot of time with honing her skills, was better at sucking dick than her girlfriend was. The woman was a damned artist at it, and Adrianne was enjoying every second of it. She couldn't keep her eyes open, the sensations were so intense.<br><br>Adrianne allowed her hand to be moved from her side to the top of Dorothy's head. Immediately, her fingers entangled into the woman's hair, gently tugging at her head to get the woman to take her entire cock into her mouth. Dorothy didn't seem to need the encouragement, though, as the woman had already begun moving her lips a little further down the length of Adrianne's shaft before moving back to the bulbous head. With each motion, Dorothy's lips slid further and further down the shaft, eliciting a nearly continuous moan from Adrianne as the woman's tongue pressed itself tightly against the skin of Adrianne's cock. The auburn haired woman felt the pressure in her gut building, moving slowly but inexorably towards the head of her cock. She was getting close, and she briefly worried that Dorothy wouldn't be able to handle what was about to come.<br><br>Adrianne's eyes flew open as she felt the tip of her cock enter Dorothy's throat. It was a sensation she'd never felt before, and it nearly caused her to lose it right then and there. "Oh, fuck! Oh, Gods, yes!" Adrianne cried as she felt the buxom brunettes chin bump against her testicles and nestle itself between them. Adrianne was in heaven, and she wasn't inclined to come back to Earth any time soon. Unfortunately for her, biology had other things to say, and with each motion of Dorothy's head driving her cock into the woman's throat over and over again, Adrianne felt herself rapidly approaching a climax she would give anything to stave off. "Oh, Gods, I'm close. Fuck, Dorothy, I'm so close! I'm not ready to cum. Gods, I want this to last forever!"<br><br>Glancing down the length of her body, Adrianne saw the look in Dorothy's eyes that said "do whatever you want" in a rather subservient way. That look, combined with the feel of Dorothy's fingers caressing her thighs, was enough to send Adrianne to the brink, the pressure in her gut now centering itself at the base of her cock. From experience, Adrianne knew she had mere moments before she lost control and came. "Oh, gods, Dorothy. I'm gonna... I'm gonna... Oh.... FUUUUUUUUUUCCCCCCCKKK!"<br><br>Adrianne's body tensed as she was overcome by one of the most intense orgasms she'd ever felt. She couldn't control her voice as she screamed her appreciation to the heavens. Her cock spasmed repeatedly, shooting spurts of thick cum directly into Dorothy's mouth and throat. Unfortunately for Dorothy, she couldn't have expected the volume of cum a Futanari ejaculates on orgasm, and Adrianne could feel the hot, sticky, viscous liquid fill Dorothy's mouth and begin to leak out the sides. And Adrianne knew that she was only about halfway done depositing her cum into the woman's mouth.<br><br>In a mild panic at potentially overloading Dorothy with the sheer volume of it, Adrianne pulled back enough so that her cock slipped out of the woman's mouth, loosing a mouthful of cum onto Dorothy's breasts and bra. A few more tablespoons of her cum squirted forth and doused Dorothy's chest and neck. Adrianne could feel a few gobbets of the viscous liquid drip onto her pubic mound and stomach. "Oh, gods. Dorothy, that was... Fuck..." Adrianne said, panting and trying to catch her breath. "I've never had my... My dick sucked like that before... Gods, thats so intoxicating."<br><br>Having collapsed onto her back, Adrianne sat up and saw the evidence of her orgasm smeared across Dorothy's mouth, chest, and bra. "Oh my. Oh, Dorothy, I'm sorry. Let me get a towel or something. God, I didn't mean to... Oh, God, I'm so embarrassed by this." Adrianne babbled, standing and rushing over to the linen cabinet to grab a towel. She was used back and handed it to Dorothy, feeling a bit remorseful for what she'd just done. "I'm so sorry, Dorothy. I didn't... I wasn't expecting... God, please don't be upset with me. I couldn't control myself. Oh, God, what's gonna happen to us?" Adrianne was feeling regret now, the urgency of her need to ejaculate having cleared her mind. "Please don't hate me for this. God, I didn't mean for this to happen. I mean, I've wanted it. Gods, I've wanted it for so long. But.... Oh, we can't tell a soul about this. Dorothy, we can't let anyone find out..."<br><br>Adrianne trailed off as she saw the look on Dorothy's face. The woman looked, rather surprisingly, giddy. Like this was something she had also wanted for some time, and the lustful glint in Dorothy's eyes told Adrianne that the buxom brunette wasn't quite done with her. "Dorothy? Are.... Are you sure? I mean, I don't want to make you feel obligated that we have to go any further. But... I mean... If you wanted to.... I... I'd like to... Tell me what you want from me. Do... Do you want me to return the favor?" Somewhat unsurprisingly, Adrianne felt some of that desire begin to return, seeing it mirrored in Dorothy's gaze. She had a feeling that they'd only just begun, and that Dorothy wouldn't rest until Adrianne had filled her in every way possible. "Do you want me to go down on you now? Because... I'd very much like to."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>14-05-2019, 13:39:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://acetorimusic.files.wordpress.com/2013/11/tumblr_mslv8utcai1qbn0f7o1_640.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Ricky Simmons</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Riley's office.<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Riley<br><hr><br>"You're worth getting expelled for Riley"<br><br>She felt the resistance of Riley against her shoulders but Ricky didn't care. She didn't think anymore about others or the world. All she could think about, was her raging adrenaline. When feeling Riley's bare buttocks on her hand, she groaned and began to wriggle her hand towards the front while undoing the buttons on her pants. <br><br>As soon as the first buttons came loose, Riley could see and feel the effect she had on Ricky as the erect member pressed against her. <br><br>"Please... Please let me... I'll take the fall for it... I don't give a fuck. I want you now. Feel you... Oooh"<br><br>She groaned out the last few words, as she pushed Riley against her desk, pinning her down, forcing her way even further. With Riley now pinned, Ricky pulled up the doctor's shirt and began to lick the bare skin while fumbling with the bra and trouser buttons of Riley, desperately to get them all off.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLaughingOne</strong> on <strong>14-05-2019, 17:38:49</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/D0bJtXi.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Tilisa Tangley</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Aviva(?), Open<br><hr><br>Tilisa watched as Devon got called away for... Something. She frowned and licked her lips nervously as she was suddenly alone again. She fidgeted for a moment before resuming her way to the cafeteria, maybe she could meet up with Devon there when her business was finished. Now she couldnt help but remember those horror stories that the police had told her while they held her, she knew they were just trying to rile her up, but.. It had worked. It matched some of the stories her parents had told her way back when she was younger. Now she KNEW they were lying... Mostly. Maybe.. Damn it.<br><br>She scurried her way into the cafeteria and looked around licking her lips nervously, it was close to 9 and it looked as if things were already a bit empty. She nervously went over to the serving station and looked around, "H-Hello..?" She stammered out nervously.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dreamstreet</strong> on <strong>15-05-2019, 13:45:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e2/Faye_Reagan_Key_Club_2009.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Stacy Keaton</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Genetics Lab<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Helena<br><hr><br>Snacks? Was someone able to get that around here? Stacy would have to figure out where to get some after this test, but hopefully she would be able to meet some more people this way. And what would she get? Was there perhaps some chips? With sour cream? She would love to bring those, even if it isn't the most unique or creative thing to bring. But at least they were tasty, at least Stacy thought so. Was there perhaps a selection she could pick from? She might be able to find something interesting if there was.<br><br>All of those thoughts were still running through her mind, as Helena were ready to draw some blood, and thanks to her distracted mind, she wasn't focusing a lot on it. It was only when she felt the small sting of the needle, that she realized what was going on and came back to her senses. She turned her head to look at the professor, but almost as soon as she did that, it seemed like she was about done, and had gotten the samples she needed. That wasn't bad one bit, and the redheaded futa did let out a soft sigh, like she was thankful that she didn't feel any kind of pain from this.<br><strong><br>"So... We're done with the blood now?"</strong> She asked, while feeling the cotton being applied over the area where the needle had been, and she couldn't help but smile at it being over. It wasn't bad at all, rather it was actually nothing. However then Helena started talking about the semen sample, and then promised, to Stacy's surprise, that it would be an oral extraction. <strong>"Oh really? I thought you wouldn't go for that at first."</strong> She said with a surprised voice, though she quickly retracted and counted her blessing, as she figured this was the best outcome she could wish for.<br><br>With Helena leaving to get the blood samples to where they needed to go, Stacy was left alone for a short while, and looked over the hospital gown, which she was quick to reject on anyway. After all, she was used to having sex with her clothes on. It was actually one of her favorite ways, because she always used to hide her true gender at first to hook up with a girl, and then reveal what she was when it was about to be too late. So she simply slipped out of her pants and underwear, though left her shirt on. This did make her feel naked, as she wondered if she should just have pulled it down enough to expose her cock, but before she could think more about it, the knock on the door came.<br><br>She turned around and looked at the door, as he heard Helena's voice. <strong>"Uhm, yup, everything is fine in here. I'm ready whenever you are."</strong> She said with a louder voice to make sure she could hear it, and as she would enter, the redhead would just be standing and looked towards the door, not seeming to care that her bottom half was naked to the lady coming into the room.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>16-05-2019, 19:04:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a5/5e/58/a55e5821b24ecb0c319ed3f32f920365.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Dorothy Ride</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Health Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Adrianne<br><hr><br>The hand in her hair.&nbsp; The breathy moans, praise, and cries of her lover.&nbsp; The feel of that hard, hot thickness pushing into her throat.&nbsp; &nbsp; It all felt so dirty, and she knew that it was wrong.&nbsp; Breaking rules, professional conduct, cheating on Adrianne's girlfriend, not to mention all they could suffer if it came to light.&nbsp; Which just made it all better somehow.&nbsp; <br><br>She felt dirty, true, but also sexy.&nbsp; Strong, in a strange sense.&nbsp; Adrianne was younger, prettier, far stronger and faster as a futa, but here she was quivering and moaning and panting from the nurse's oral delight.&nbsp; Dorothy's eyes were bright and she silently urged Adrianne to cum as she looked up at her through the valley of the redhead's heaving breasts.&nbsp; <br><br>Then it happened.&nbsp; The younger woman cried out and her hips pushed forward to jam her even deeper into Dorothy's throat.&nbsp; Her eyes widened as she could physically feel the dick inner mouth swell as cum flowed up it.&nbsp; Then heat blossomed and poured down her throat.&nbsp; She groaned and swallowed, gulping down as much if the thick, heavy seed as she could.&nbsp; Even with that it still started running out of the corners of her mouth, making her shiver.&nbsp; Then Adrianne stepped back, pulling out of her with a guttural sound from the nurse's throat.&nbsp; Her tits and neck were blasted and basted with jizz and she let out a little cheer mingled with a giggle.<br><br>Dorothy took in deep breaths in the aftermath.&nbsp; She knew how much a futa could cum but to experience it like that!&nbsp; The fingers of her right hand moved through one of the glossy, glistening deposits on her chest and she looked at it in a slight daze.&nbsp; She was smiling.&nbsp; All this because of her.&nbsp; Well, really biology, but still.&nbsp; She felt a kind of obscure pride over it.&nbsp; <br><br>The towel appearing in her field of vision brought her out of her reverie.&nbsp; "Oh, yes, thank you."&nbsp; Adrianne was freaking out a little, now that the powerful motivation of her lust was momentarily abated.&nbsp; Dorothy wiped herself down as she got to her feet, almost toppling forward from the weight of her chest and momentary clumsiness.&nbsp; "Adrianne, stop.&nbsp; I don't hate you, I couldn't.&nbsp; I...I wanted this to and no futanari hormones made me do it."<br><br>Her bra would need to be washed properly, the towel wasn't cutting it.&nbsp; She reached behind herself, "We'll be okay.&nbsp; It'll be our secret.&nbsp; And if someone finds out, I'll tell them that I had to assist you as your need for release is an important part of your health.&nbsp; And the safety of everyone here."&nbsp; One of the hooks was being stubborn and she frowned.&nbsp; "I don't regret this one...bit, there we go!"<br><br>Her bra practically jumped forward as the last hook finally came free, her huge tits and the pressure they were under released.&nbsp; Dorothy sighed, "That always feels so good."&nbsp; She walked over to put her bra in the sink, her bare tits jiggling with each step.&nbsp; Dorothy then turned back to Adrianne with a smile.&nbsp; <br><br>"I don't want to stop.&nbsp; If you're not comfortable, we will, but..."&nbsp; She blushed, "I really really want you to...to be..."&nbsp; her left hand stroked her stomach, "inside."&nbsp; The nurse pushed her glasses up her nose with her right hand and then bent down to shuck off her now thoroughly damp panties.&nbsp; "I'd love you to taste me, if you want to."&nbsp; <br><br>The nurse hopped up on the examination chair like a patient and scooted back before reclining against the upraised back of it.&nbsp; She took a breath and spread her legs, "Get me ready for you, Adrianne, and when you can't stand it anymore, then please...God, please fuck me."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Dashenka</strong> on <strong>16-05-2019, 22:35:06</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://k60.kn3.net/0/6/A/D/1/1/607.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Aviva Hadad</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Doctor's office<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Tilisa, mentioning Dorothy<br><strong>Warning:</strong> Cum in food. Yugh. <br><hr><br>The reason Aviva went to visit the doctor was nothing medical. Nobody knew of her little secret with the doctor, which was a good thing. It was the kind of thing that could get her fired, cost her her career and possibly land her in prison. She knocked on the door, waited a second and then slowly and carefully opened the door. When she saw nobody sitting in the patient chair, she fully opened the door and stepped in. <br><br>"Miss Ride?"<br><br>No answer. Aviva walked into the office and noticed the three cilinders on the desk and smiled. Wherever Dorothy was, she had prepared the order for the chef. Quickly Aviva put the three cilinders in a bag, wrote a 'thank you and same time tomorrow' on a note and left the office. <br><br>She hummed and nodded friendly at some of the girls she passed on the way back, trying to look casual and quickly made her way back into the kitchen. The restaurant was empty so she ordered her helpers to start cleaning up the buffet and the tables. While they were doing that, Aviva prepared the large mixing bowl for the dough for the bread and the batter for the pancakes. She added flour and yeast and a little bit of vanilla into the dough and flour, milk and some cinnamon in the batter. Then she opened one cilinder, swirled it and smelled at it. Giggling to herself, she emptied the first cilinder in the pancake batter and the other two in the bread dough. After she put the bowl with batter on the mixer, she washed her hands and got started on kneading the dough, loving the texture of the stuff as it ran through her fingers. She added the final ingredients, made a few good lumps out of it and put them on a baking tray and shoved them in the over. <br><br>Then she spotted the little lost lamb with the big curls. She looked familiar.<br><br>"You are new here yes? Just arrived? Breakfast service is already over.."<br><br>Aviva looked around and at the pancake batter. She smiled and looked at Tilisa again. <br><br>"I could make you a pancake though? Would that help a little? Lunch service is in a few hours."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>TheLaughingOne</strong> on <strong>17-05-2019, 18:20:07</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.imgur.com/D0bJtXi.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Tilisa Tangley</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Cafeteria<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Aviva<br><hr><br>Tilisa gave a small pout as she saw the buffet getting broken down, her stomach issuing an angry little rumble as she caught the scent of food in the air and sighed. Now she was really hungry, maybe she could just take a long nap until lunch, but... She was pretty behind in her-<br><br>She squeaked and bounced as Aviva caught her by surprise, eyes wide and startled a moment before giving a shy smile, "Yes! I just got in a bit ago, but we had the tour thing and just got the chance to get here!" She smiled bright and warm, though it wilted as it was confirmed breakfast was done, shoulders slumping as her stomach gave another disappointed gurgle making her blush. But at the offer of pancakes she perked right back up excitedly, "Oh! yes!! I've never had them before and was kind of excited to try them! ... If its not any trouble, i mean, your probably busy getting ready for lunch..." Her stomach growled and protested as she hesitated, the blush growing stronger..
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>17-05-2019, 20:12:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/fb/49/53/fb49534b5470b112d46078395c703b70.png)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Helena DiNello</strong></span><br><strong>Location</strong> - Genetics Lab<br><strong>Tagging</strong> - Stacy<br><hr><br>Stacy didn't keep Helena waiting long. Almost immediately after knocking, the woman confirmed she was ready for Helena. The statuesque scientist opened the door and walked in, making sure to lock the door as it closed behind her. Helena had half expected Stacy to be nude when she entered, but the woman had chosen only to remove her pants and underwear. As with most of the Futanari women in the refuge, Stacy's cock was above average in size, and was erect when Helena walked in. <em><strong>God, I hope this woman checks out clean,</strong></em> Helena thought to herself as she gazed upon Stacy's endowment. <em><strong>And sterile.</strong></em> "<strong>Before we begin, I feel I need to explain a few things to you, Stacy. First, I never explicitly stated that oral extraction wasn't an option at first. That was for vaginal extraction. So, let's get that out of the way. Second, I am relying on you to let me know when you're getting close enough to orgasm that you're about to ejaculate. I'm not looking to waste your sample by having it shot into my mouth. Much as I may enjoy such a thing in my personal life, this is not that time. Third, when the time does come, you are to use...</strong>" Helena walked over to one of the cabinets in the room and pulled out a fairly good sized glass beaker. The gradient lines on the side were difficult to make out from a distance. "<strong>...this beaker to collect your sample. You'll note that it's wide enough to fit your penis, should you wish to insert it to make sure nothing is wasted. It'll fit a liter of ejaculate, which I've yet to see. Finally, and most importantly...</strong>" Helena reached into her hair and pulled out what looked to be a wooden chopstick, which was holding her jet-black hair in a bun atop her head. Her hair cascaded down below her shoulders as she stepped toward Stacy, closing the distance between them. "<strong>...this is for scientific research. As enjoyable as this may be for you, I would prefer it if you don't try to force the issue with me. Your time will come. For now, I want you to relax and try to enjoy yourself.</strong>"<br><br>Helena closed the distance between them until her body was practically pressed against Stacy's. She reached out her hand and gently wrapped her fingers around Stacy's erect cock. As with most of her other Futanari test subjects, the skin of Stacy's cock was smooth, another curiosity for Helena. Some Futanari grew a lot of hair, some didn't. Whether Stacy shaved down below, or whether it was genetic, Helena didn't much care at the moment. She allowed herself to enjoy the feel of the woman's endowment in her hand as she began to stroke it gently, her fingers moving slowly up and down along the shaft. She lingered for a moment at the bulbous head, letting her fingers trace a line around the edge and seeing Stacy's response to that. Like most Futanari, and most men, the woman seemed to enjoy the sensations Helena's touch elicited. "<strong>If you feel the need, please be gentle with my hair. I've spent a lot of time growing it out like this, and I'd prefer to keep it long for the foreseeable future.</strong>"<br><br>Helena then slowly knelt before Stacy, her hand continuing to gently stroke the woman's erect cock. Up close, she could see the signs of razor burn and some very light stubble, indicating that the woman had shaved herself bare. Helena made a mental note of that, as it was something else she wanted to test for in the woman's genetics. Secondary sexual characteristics were a part of the dimorphism Helena was studying. However, she put that aside for the moment, marveling in the feel and appearance of Stacy's cock. Visually, it wasn't much different from any of the others Helena had seen. However, the novelty of Futanari hadn't worn off yet, and Helena saw them as the best of both worlds. Slowly and somewhat teasingly, Helena moved her mouth close, letting her fingers continue to dance around the perimeter of the head of Stacy's cock. When she felt that the woman was becoming a bit frustrated by her hesitation, Helena began wrapping her lips around the head of Stacy's cock. Her tongue softly sweeping around the edge, mimicking the movement of her fingers. She did this for a moment or two, reveling in the taste of the woman's skin before letting her lips slide down the length of Stacy's cock, her tongue cradling the woman's endowment as it moved deeper into her mouth. Helena then pulled her head back, her lips reversing direction as her tongue teased the shaft. Helena let the head part her lips, and gently kissed the tip. "<strong>Gods, I always forget just how wonderful a Futanari's cock tastes.</strong>"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>18-05-2019, 07:54:23</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/81/6e/3e/816e3eecab099cc580f77c485e327814.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Adrianne Lashbrook</strong></span> <br><strong>Location: </strong> Medical Wing<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy<br><hr><br><br>Breathless from the strength and after effect of her orgasm, Adrianne couldn't stop staring at Dorothy, and the woman's cum soaked breasts. Silently, the auburn haired woman was shocked at the volume she'd ejaculated, as she'd never really seen it spattered across a woman's chest before. Usually, it was deposited into an extractor, or into a woman's vagina, and she didn't really see the full extent. It was surprisingly sexy, though, seeing how she'd coated Dorothy's bra and chest with her ejaculate. It also made her feel incredibly guilty. She'd let her libido take control, and had jeopardized her living situation, her friendship with Dorothy, and potentially, her relationship with Danielle. Seeing the woman drag a finger through one of the viscous puddles left on her chest only served to make Adrianne feel more guilty, while at the same time served to turn her on again. She hadn't expected to find the sight of it so appealing.<br><br>Instinct had made Adrianne grab the towel for Dorothy, as that was what she had done for Danielle after she'd cum inside her. Danielle hadn't wanted to stain either her mattress, or Adrianne's, with the Futanari's cum. For a moment, Adrianne regretted bringing the towel, as she felt an overpowering urge to begin licking Dorothy clean and tasting her own semen. Danielle had always said it tasted delightful, on the rare occasion she made Adrianne cum in her mouth. Danielle had never let a drop spill from her mouth, though, and Adrianne had never felt the urge to pull out and coat Danielle with her ejaculate. Something about Dorothy... Maybe it was her submissive mein? Adrianne wanted to leave her mark, to claim the woman in some way, as if she belonged only to Adrianne. It was a ridiculous thought, as Dorothy was free to choose who she slept with without thinking of Adrianne's feelings. The women weren't even dating. This was... A casual thing. Friends with benefits. But, Adrianne couldn't shake that feeling of wanting to dominate Dorothy in every possible way. <br><br>The feeling of remorse and regret began to overpower her, but Dorothy's soft voice and reassurances made her see the truth. The two of them had entered into this mutually. And while Adrianne wanted to blame her hormones, she knew, deep down, that she'd always wanted to sleep with Dorothy. It wasn't just hormonal. She'd had a crush on the buxom brunette since she'd first met Dorothy. Adrianne had told herself time and again that they were friends, and needed to remain professional. But, she couldn't stop herself from gazing at the woman's shapely behind, or staring at her impressive bust. And to learn that Dorothy had been doing the same to her? Adrianne had never even suspected it! It was a gift from Dorothy she'd never thought she'd receive, but had hoped for, nonetheless. And knowing it was consensual... It helped alleviate some of her fears, while pushing her other concerns to the side.<br><br>Adrianne felt desire begin to rush back to the forefront as Dorothy unhooked her bra, releasing her substantial breasts from their confinement. She didn't think Dorothy had done so to tease Adrianne intentionally, as her bra was still covered with Adrianne's cum. But, the auburn haired woman couldn't stop herself from staring at Dorothy's generous breasts. They were a lot different from Adrianne's. First, the woman's areola were bigger, but that wasn't surprising. Her breasts were much larger than Adrianne's. She could also see some of the veins beneath Dorothy's skin, somewhat pronounced in some areas. Adrianne didn't have that with her breasts. If she were being honest with herself, Dorothy's breasts were...flawed. But, the flaws weren't exactly unappealing to Adrianne. Just unexpected. To be fair, Adrianne had only really seen her own breasts, and Danielle's. However, neither of them had breasts as large as Dorothy, and she should have known that there would be significant differences between them. <br><br>"Dorothy, hon, I can't begin to imagine how much it must hurt to keep your boobs confined in such a way," Adrianne said, admiring the ample curve and sudden swell of Dorothy's breasts. Gravity seemed to have quite the effect, as it almost looked like they were pulling on the skin of her chest a bit. "In fact, I can't imagine how much just carrying those around must hurt. I've never stopped to think about it before, but given the size..." Adrianne's voice trailed off as she continued staring at the woman's breasts. They were mesmerizing in their own way.<br><br>Dorothy's voice brought Adrianne out of her brief reverie, agreeing to stop if Adrianne wanted, then teasing the auburn haired woman by taking off her panties. Adrianne's eyes immediately moved down Dorothy's body to take in the sight. The woman's pubic mound was trimmed, and well kept. Something else Adrianne never though of, as she was unable to grow any hair on her pubic mound or her penis. Something their resident geneticist found astonishing. Adrianne remembered how surprised she'd been the first time she saw a woman with pubic hair. It'd never even occurred to her that such a thing existed. But, now that she knew, she preferred it when a woman had some, but kept it trimmed and clean. Dorothy fell into that catagory, and Adrianne smiled to see it. "I don't want to stop. Gods, I've wanted to bury my cock inside you so badly. But, I don't want to rush through things. I want to savor it all. I want to taste every inch of your body. Feel every part of you. I want to enjoy every aspect of you. And I'm so very glad that you want to, too."<br><br>As Dorothy hopped onto the exam bed, Adrianne followed the woman and raised the head of the bed so that Dorothy could sit properly. Adrianne wanted the buxom brunette to watch her, which she couldn't do if she were lying down. When in position, Dorothy's feet resting in the stirrups attached to the exam bed, she slowly opened her legs for Adrianne and exposed her glorious, wet pussy. Adrianne marveled at the sight, the thicker outer lips were slick with Dorothy's arousal, the wet flesh glistening in the candlelight. Adrianne then watched those outer lips part as Dorothy's legs spread wider, and caught sight of the delicate pink inner lips of Dorothy's pussy. Adrianne felt her cock stiffening once more as she gazed upon the glory betwixt Dorothy's thighs. Truthfully, Dorothy was only the 3rd woman she'd seen completely naked, and the experience was mesmerizing to her. <br><br>"Gods, Dorothy. It's so... Beautiful," Adrianne said as she moved closer to the woman. Her hand moved errantly about as she tried to find the rolling stool used by her or Dorothy during patient examinations. It didn't take long, as Adrianne felt her leg brush against it, but the entire time, she couldn't take her eyes off Dorothy's blossoming vagina. "Dorothy. Honey. I'm in no rush. It's been far too long since I've had the opportunity to... Well, to taste a woman like this. I hope you're comfortable." Adrianne smiled weakly, her attention glued to Dorothy's most intimate area of her body. Awkwardly, Adrianne sat down on the rolling stool and moved it betwixt Dorothy's thighs. Her hands reached up and began caressing the soft, supple skin of those thighs, kneading the flesh gently and reveling in the feel. The scent of Dorothy's arousal was becoming stronger by the minute, and Adrianne realized she couldn't hold off for too much longer. However, she couldn't just dive in and bury her face between Dorothy's thighs just yet.<br><br>With her right hand, Adrianne trailed a finger down Dorothy's inner thigh, tracing a line to the hollow where her leg met her torso. She let her finger slowly trail along, feeling Dorothy respond beneath her touch, until her finger began to ascend the velvet skin of her thicker outer lips. The woman seemed to shudder under Adrianne's touch, then a low moan issued from Dorothy as Adrianne's finger crossed the perimeter and touched the delicate inner lips of her pussy. Adrianne began slowly tracing a line along the sensitive flesh, moving in concentric circles and gently brushing the woman's clit once every second or two. Each time, Dorothy reacted to Adrianne's electric touch. "Gods above. I never imagined..." Adrianne whispered, just loudly enough for Dorothy to hear.<br><br>Having just begun to tease the buxom brunette, Adrianne couldn't stand to wait any longer. Her libido was beginning to kick in again, and she gave in to the almost overpowering urge to press her lips against Dorothy's slick pussy. Her tongue slowly snaked its way out from betwixt lips, gently following the path her fingers had traced just a moment earlier. The taste of Dorothy's arousal was exquisite. Almost as exquisite as the soft moans issuing from the woman. Adrianne was in heaven. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Raven Rawne</strong> on <strong>19-05-2019, 18:56:32</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.postimg.cc/wMvj12Mp/17170817-short-haircuts-for-girls.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Riley Reyes</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> her office<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Ricky<br><hr><br>"No, don't say-gah!" - the psychologist was frantically deflecting her assailant's apparent train of thought when their encounter rose to another level. Pushed back onto the desk, Riley was losing hope that this could be deescalated. She groaned in protest and tightened her not entirely flat, and most assuredly not muscular stomach, as it became exposed and licked. Hands covering her tits, the white haired woman wiggled against the lustful assault, her heels digging black lines in the wooden floor as her eyes darted around for something, anything, that could help.<br><br>Unfortunately, the habit of cleaning the desk before admitting patients backfired, and in a big way - there was nothing to grab and hit the damn futanari with! Because, quite frankly, she would if she could. This was officially FUBAR and Riley could, at best, save herself from being stuffed with Ricky's cock, balls deep.<br><br>However, there was one thing she could do. Taking advantage of their relative position, Riley gambled and pushed Ricky's head down, to her cooch, and spread her thighs a little bit. Hoping for a lustful reaction, she waited only for a moment - in order to avoid being forcibly exposed down there - before her left heel dug into the floor, and she propelled her right knee straight into the futanari's crotch, then repeated two more times. Only when Ricky's relentless assault was put to a halt due to what seemed like severe pain, did she shove the girl away, with both hands, and tried to make a run to her private room - the closest pair of doors with a functioning lock.<br><br>Throwing a not entirely aimed punch towards' Ricky's sternum, just like they taught on self defence lessons to buy her more time, Riley ran for it, and skid to a halt by the doors, before hastily opening them and nearly jumping inside. Now in the relative safety of her room, she fumbled with the keys from her pocket and, with really shaky hands, managed to turn the appropriate one in the lock, closing the wooden doors shut.<br><br>Her head was pounding like a telltale of some seriously bad migraine, in tandem with her heart which was clearly not used to beating at such tempo. Riley slumped against the doors, exhausted, feeling that it's not over yet. Just a break. Either Ricky calms down, or she'll have to actually call the security. Thankfully, her self diagnosed fear of missing out meant that she never parted with her phone, it's comforting weight resting against her hip, secured in one of her jacket's many pockets. But first, she had to give Ricky one last chance before she gave her a death sentence - which it basically was if she was expelled.<br><br>"Ricky?! Calm down and talk to me, or I'm calling the security! Jack off if you want but I'm not coming out until you're calm or cuffed, your call girl!"
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dreamstreet</strong> on <strong>19-05-2019, 21:52:57</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e2/Faye_Reagan_Key_Club_2009.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Stacy Keaton</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Genetics Lab<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Helena<br><hr><br>For perhaps the first time since she lost her virginity, Stacy was actually nervous over a sexual act. It was hard for her to say what exactly that did it. Perhaps it was because she actually wanted to become good friends with Helena, who had been such nice to her. Or it could be all the things she had to remember about not pulling her hair, having to hold back and then shoot her load of cum into the beaker, and not getting too much into the moment. For the first time, she actually felt a bit of nervousness, even if it was only a blowjob she was getting.<br><br><strong>"All right, I'm game!"</strong> She said as she moved her hands behind her back and held them with one another, to not get into grabbing the professor's head or hair by pure instinct like she had done in the past. So she took a few deep breaths to calm herself down, before she felt her starting to touch her member and soon enough put her lips and tongue to work on it. It didn't get much of a reaction from the redheaded futanari, though she was getting harder from her lovely touch. This professor sure knew what she was doing, and it made Stacy want her that much more.<br><br>As much as she tried to remain quiet and keeping her instincts in check, she couldn't keep quiet forever, as the slow process from Helena was starting to tease her and frustrate her slightly. It showed on her face. Usually, if she were hooking up with a girl that was too teasing for her, she would use her strength to get the situation under her control and get exactly what she wanted. She couldn't let it happen this time. She wasn't going to do to Helena what she had done to a lot of other girls.<br><br><strong>"Uhm..."</strong> She said at first, as he bit her lip, while trying to think of the correct words for the situation. <strong>"If you don't mind, could you push it slightly forward? It's just that... I prefer it if we got things going."</strong> She said with a slightly hesitant voice, like she was still considering her words as she spoke them. She was worried she would be too harsh or direct with her wording, but she wanted it more and more badly by the second. Even to the point where she started to slightly push her hips forward against Helena's mouth, so she would hopefully put them to use and work on getting the sample she needed, before the redhead would loose her self control.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>21-05-2019, 13:02:11</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a5/5e/58/a55e5821b24ecb0c319ed3f32f920365.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Dorothy Ride</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Health Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Adrianne<br><hr><br>Dorothy didn't share her thoughts as Adrianne commented on how much pain her breasts must cause her.&nbsp; She wasn't wrong; her back was often sore, especially if she spent most of a day on her feet.&nbsp; But she knew that while they looked good covered up, when they were bare...she thought they were ugly.&nbsp; The large aereola and nipples, the visible veins...disgusting.&nbsp; She'd considered getting breast reduction but to be honest, and it was embarrassing for a medical professional, she was afraid to go under the knife for something that was merely cosmetic.&nbsp; In her mind, surgery was to be used for things that were important, that were necessary.&nbsp; She could endure the discomfort.<br><br>But the way Adrianne looked at them made her feel sexy, even as she felt ashamed of the blemishes of her buxom figure.&nbsp; She smiled a shy but eager smile as the girl praised her pussy, calling it "beautiful."&nbsp; So many people, men and women both, thought a vagina looked strange or even scary.&nbsp; But it was clear that not only did Adrianne say that it was lovely but her desire for it was clear in her eyes.&nbsp; "I'm glad you like.&nbsp; Please, enjoy me all you want.&nbsp; You...deserve it and I want to give myself, give that enjoyment to you."<br><br>She felt awkward saying that, as she often did, but also oddly empowered.&nbsp; Expressing that earnest wish for her partner's pleasure, making clear her intent, it was so refreshing.&nbsp; <br><br>Adrianne rolled the stool over and then was between her legs.&nbsp; Dorothy nibbled her lower lip; just the sight of the redheaded beauty down there, looking so intently and hungrily at her sex sent little pulses of happy arousal through her.&nbsp; Then, oh!&nbsp; "Oh, your hands are so soft, so warm, but strong," she cooed as her lover caressed her thighs and began her exploration.&nbsp; She shivered under the first touches of her sensitive sex, her tits jiggling and heaving, "Ahh, oh, Adrianne..."&nbsp; <br><br>Her hands moved up and down her thighs as that careful probing continued and then her breath hitched the first time those naughty little circling motions brushed her clit, "HnN!&nbsp; Oh, oh, you, oohh, know you way around a pussy, so nice..."&nbsp; Nice didn't seem the right word but it was all she could think of.&nbsp; Her face was flushed and the color had moved down her neck some, her lips parted as she stared down, transfixed by the sight of the beautiful young futa who was so skillfully touching her.&nbsp; Then came that first electric contact of her tongue, "Gods!&nbsp; Oh!"&nbsp; The term Adrianne was using sprang to her lips, Dorothy normally using the singular when she invoked the divine.&nbsp; But surely Adrianne was one herself!&nbsp; She almost giggled at the overly dramatic thought but then that clever, wet tongue moved and she could nothing but moan loud and clear, her head rolling back and forth on the head support of the table.&nbsp; Her fingers clenched on her knees, her toes flexing up and down.&nbsp; "Yesss, lick me, Adrianne, oh!&nbsp; Get me, ahh, good and wet and warm, hot and ready!"&nbsp; Not that she wasn't already.&nbsp; 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>29-05-2019, 04:08:53</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/fb/49/53/fb49534b5470b112d46078395c703b70.png)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Helena DiNello</strong></span><br><strong>Location</strong> - Genetics Lab<br><strong>Tagging</strong> - Stacy<br><hr><br>Helena knew she was starting to frustrate Stacy when the woman began to squirm under her delicate touch. Stacy was probably used to forcing the issue with women who teased her in such a manner, or was used to woman eagerly going about the task in a state of deep lust. The former seemed more likely, given the fact that Stacy had chosen to lace her hands above her head to avoid any temptation to force the issue. Her knuckles appeared to be turning white where she was gripping tightly to restrain herself from doing anything reprehensible. The woman's mild protest at Helena's teasing really was just a formality at that point. <br><br>"<strong>I do apologize for the teasing, Stacy.</strong>" Helena said as her lips hovered just closely to the tip of Stacy's cock. "<strong>It's been some time since I've been able to perform oral favors for anyone. Most of the other Futanari either prefer machine extraction or manual extraction techniques. And there are a select few who have been granted monthly vaginal extraction. But, no one really opts for oral extraction, due to the obvious concerns. And my personal love life has been rather non-existent of late. So, it's been some time for me, and I was savoring the moment.</strong>" Helena felt a bit embarrassed at her rather unprofessional behavior and made a mental note for the future.<br><br>Turning her attention back to Stacy's cock, her lips still hovered just a few millimeters away from the tip. Helena was sure that her warm breath was teasing Stacy more, but she couldn't help but admire the woman's endowment. Helena was always fascinated by Futanari, and it was a bit of a treat for her to be able to interact sexually with them for scientific purposes. At least, that was the lie she told herself. That her occasional sexual exploits with the various Futanari at the refuge were purely scientific. Helena couldn't admit that she enjoyed the sex. At least, not out loud. And she'd been living that lie for so long that she'd begun to believe it. But, kneeling before Stacy with the woman's cock so close to her mouth... Helena couldn't lie to herself any more.<br><br>Her fingers still wrapped around the shaft of Stacy's cock, Helena allowed the tip of it to touch her lips and slowly part them. Her tongue one more began cradling the underside of Stacey's cock as it slowly slid between Helena's lips. The raven haired woman took her time letting her lips slide along the velvet smooth skin of Stacy's erect cock, her tongue teasing and gently squeezing the underside as it moved down the length. It didn't take long before Helena felt the tip approaching her throat, her gag reflex starting to assert itself. She closed her lips tightly around Stacy's cock and began gently sucking on it, her tongue pressing tightly against the shaft. She then began moving her head backwards, letting her lips slide in the opposite direction up the shaft back towards the bulbous head. When she felt the head tease her lips, Helena stopped sucking and plunged forward once more, taking Stacy's cock a touch deeper this time. <br><br>It hadn't escaped Helena's notice that Stacy had begun thrusting her hips forward to try and force the issue in some small way. Helena noted that the motion continued, albeit at a more sedate pace. Helena's movements seemed to satisfy Stacy, though Helena knew it was only a matter of time before the sensations began to affect Stacy in a way that would cause her to begin thrusting more vigorously.<br><br>Balling her fists to try and suppress her gag reflex (a trick she'd learned online after a few unfortunate mishaps), Helena moved forward in an effort to take the entirety of Stacy's cock into her mouth. Her lips slid down the shaft once more, taking Stacy in slowly but in one steady motion. As soon as she felt the tip of Stacy's cock brush against the back of her throat, Helena tightened her fists, fingernails digging into her palms. Surprisingly, it worked, as she didn't have that sensation of her gorge rising. Swallowing a few times, she moved deeper, feeling the head of Stacy's cock slowly dragging across the back of her tongue. The sensation was unusual for Helena, feeling the head of a cock penetrating her throat. She had to keep swallowing in order to suppress her gag reflex, and to get rid of the increased amount of saliva her mouth seemed to be producing. She'd never experienced such a phenomena before, but then, she'd never really deep throated a cock before, either. Not like this. Her lips quickly pressed against Stacy's pubic mound indicating that she'd taken every inch of the woman. It was a satisfying feeling, even as it was slightly uncomfortable.<br><br>With the head woman's cock in her throat, Helena gently began pressing her face against Stacy's pubic mound, moving the tip a bit deeper. She then pulled her head back, feeling the bulbous head of Stacy's cock sliding along her throat to the base of her tongue. Helena then pushed forward again, a bit faster this time. With her gag reflex firmly suppressed, the thought that she was being throat fucked by Stacy was turning Helena on. She felt the warmth between her legs, and had to resist the urge to slip a hand under the waistband of her pants. Helena knew that if she began rubbing her clit while sucking on Stacy's cock, the temptation to allow the Futanari to fuck her would be too much to resist. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>dreamstreet</strong> on <strong>30-05-2019, 18:23:33</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://upload.wikimedia.org/wikipedia/commons/e/e2/Faye_Reagan_Key_Club_2009.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Stacy Keaton</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Genetics Lab<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Helena<br><hr><br>Even though Helena finally moved in to suck on her cock, Stacy still wasn't very happy with how she had been teased. This whole experience was turning out to be even harder than the redhead had prepared herself for. Usually in this kind of situation, she would have taken completely control of everything, with her own desire to use the girl for her own pleasure. It had become a routine for her, and to break that routine was possibly the hardest thing she had to do. It was an internal struggle between her primal desires, and trying to help out the professor, where she tried to go for the latter.<br><br>But god how she wanted to fuck her now! This brunette with a hot body was everything that Stacy could ask for to fuck, and even more. The more her cock was getting sucked, the more she got her cock sucked, the more the idea of grabbing this girl by her hair, and actually fucking her face, was filling her mind. The idea of just saying fuck it to Helena's research and sample, and just get what her body instinctively wanted from her. It would be so easy to do, yet she was able to resist... For now.<br><br>Her eyes were closed, as she felt that if she were to look down at this sexy professor sucking on her cock, and taking it really deep, as she could feel her not holding back. Stacy had to keep her hands behind her head, and holding them with one another to make sure she wouldn't do something out of pure reflex, such as grabbing the brunette by her hair, and do the job of getting the sample herself. Oh how she wanted to just get down business and fuck her brains out. Even the terms how she wanted to get with Helena was starting to get more and more wild in her mind.<br><br>However thanks to all of this, Helena could somehow get to work on getting the semen sample she needed, and it was working like a charm. Without even realizing it before she finally felt it, Stacy was getting close to her release, and she came back to her senses, and finally remembered why they were doing this. Her eyes opened up wide, and she looked down at Helena, who had her mouth full of her futanari dick, and she almost lost it again. However instead of that, she bit her lip and moved her hands into fists to regain herself once again.<br><strong><br>"Imgonnacumsoon!"</strong> She said so quickly and loud, that she could barely understand it herself. She took a deep breath so she hopefully could say it much slower to her again, though it came out just as loud as before. <strong>"I'm gonna cum soon!"</strong> She said loudly again, as she tried to remember where to shoot the load. She looked around almost in panic at the beaker that Helena showed her earlier. She reached over for it in an almost panicking way, as she pulled herself back from the professor, to make sure she would go through with this the right way, even if it was in a rather rough way.<br><br>Forcing the head of her penis into beaker, she held it with her left hand, while her right was starting to jerk herself off hard and fast, almost with a determination that seemed like her life depended on it. It took about another half minute, before she started to moan loudly, as she finally shot her load of semen into the beaker. Her entire body shivered, as she gave her a generous amount for a sample, and as soon as she was done, she put the beaker away, and then took a few steps back, thinking that she was finally calming down enough.<br><br><strong>"I-Is... Is this good enough?"</strong> Stacy asked, sounding tired, though also with a hint that she wasn't aroused any longer. Rather the opposite.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>DrMcQuark</strong> on <strong>02-06-2019, 18:49:39</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://d18fr84zq3fgpm.cloudfront.net/nesma-shemale-both-tunisian-escort-shemale-in-istanbul-616568_original.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Aisha al-Asiri</strong></span><br><strong>Location:</strong> Secluded woods just off the main road<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> None<br><hr>Aisha was pleasantly surprised by the enthusiasm of the taxi driver. It took a few minutes of Aisha’s practiced oral attention to his hard cock for him to come out of his shell, but once he did he almost became manic about fucking her as hard as he could. She edged him with her mouth, deep throating him until he nearly peaked then backing off. When she hopped up onto the trunk of the cab and hiked up her dress to display her own hard cock straining the limitation of her panties, he immediately got to work freeing her massive member and giving him access to her hidden treasure. He stroked her dick, fascinated by the dichotomy of the pinnacle of manhood belonging to a lovely, exotic woman.<br><br>His hand drove Aisha nuts, she needed release so badly but his stroking was not what she really wanted.<br><br>“Please,” her pleading nearly brought her to tears. “Please suck me! GOD, I need your mouth on me!” She lowered the top of her dress letting her breasts feel the open air and she began twisting her nipples to encourage him.<br><br>He paused, not certain if he should but as Aisha’s cock throbbed in his hands his curiosity and lust pushed any hesitation from his mind. He leaned down, taking a tentative lick up the length of her shaft which drew a loud moan from the futa. Her hips thrust upward, trying to get him to take her in his mouth. “Please!” she was screaming now as a steady flow of pre-cum ran down her turgid cock. He opened his mouth wide, barely fitting her engorged head past his lips. He stroked her shaft pushing more of her clear, sweet, natural lube into his mouth. Finding the taste pleasant, he worked more of her into his mouth swirling his tongue around her hardness.<br><br>“Oh fuck!! Yes! Suck that cock!,” Aisha was screaming, thrashing around on the trunk. Her screams became unintelligible the more attention the taxi driver paid to her pleasure pole. The more she screamed the faster he stroked and sucked, wanting to make her cum. He felt her balls tighten up and her body tensed allowing only a high pitched squeal. “I’m cummingggg!!”<br><br>The strong throb of her cock in his hand warned him of the imminent eruption but not the amount. His mouth flooded with her rich, sweet jism, coming much faster than he was able to swallow. The excess flowed down her massive shaft, over her balls and down over her taint to the puckered rosebud of her anus. He continued sucking and stroking, but Aisha showed no signs of going soft.<br><br>She held on for dear life, barely aware of anything not involving the activities going on between her legs. Her entire being radiated outwards from her cock as it continued spurting into her lover’s mouth. When he came up for air, she sat up quickly, grabbing his head between her hands and pulling him into a fierce kiss. Her tongue demanded entry into her mouth and her readily opened to her. Aisha explored his mouth and tongue, all enhanced by the taste of her cum, something she had come to love over the years. She pulled him closer, trapping her cock between them sending another orgasm through her and spilling more of her seed on them both. Still, her appetite was not sated.<br><br>“Fuck me! Fuck me now!,” she ordered, pulling away to lie back down on the trunk and spreading her legs wide to reveal her beautiful, smooth ass. “Shove your cock in me hard! Use me like your fuck doll! Fuck me!!”<br><br>He needed no further encouragement and lined up his cock at her waiting back door, taking a moment to smear some of her cum on his cockhead.<br><br>“Shove it in me! DO IT! DO IT!”<br><br>He pushed his hips forward hard and fast, burying himself fully until his balls slapped against her ass. Aisha screamed in an odd mixture of pain and ecstasy. “FUCK, YES! OH SHIT! YES! YES! YES!!”<br><br>Her back door was so incredibly tight and hot the he had to focus not to cum immediately, and Aisha wasn’t making it any easier by flexing and squeezing his rod with her ass. “Fuck!” he managed and began to pound her tight ass as fast and as hard as he could. Aisha’s hands were on her own cock, stroking it with the same pace the driver set. Words failed both of them, each only able to grunt, moan and scream in the pursuit of release.<br><br>“Gonna cum!” the driver, finally unable to hold back, cried out. Aisha wrapped her legs around his waist and pulled him in.<br><br>“Yes! Cum in me! CUM IN MY ASS!”<br><br>“Arrgh!” The driver pushed in as deep as he could and his cum exploded deep inside her triggering another orgasm from her. Her ass spasmed, pushing the intense pleasure to levels he had never experienced before. Her body shook as several spurts of semen shot all over her torso and even her face. Still, she wouldn’t let him pull out until his cock was fully spent and began to soften.<br><br>The driver staggered aa little when she released him and he leaned against the cab, breathing heavily while the effects of his orgasm subsided. Aisha was breathing hard also, and moaning as if still in the throes of orgasm. The driver looked at her in astonishment. She had cum so many times, and yet her cock still stood proudly erect, ready for even more and the way Aisha moaned as she stroked her cock so was she.<br><br>“Does it <strong>ever</strong> go down?” he asked, truly astonished.<br><br>She turned her head, licking her lips. “Eventually.”<br><br>The cabbie reached over and began sharing the massaging task with her. “Oooohhh God, yes!” she groaned, letting him take over the stroking duties.<br><br>“I want to make you cum again,” he said. “To satisfy you. What would you like me to do?”<br><br>Aisha bit her lip, raising her eyebrows. She wanted to ask him, but she was afraid he would say no.<br><br>“Go on,” he said, detecting her hesitance. “Do you want me to suck you again?”<br><br>She shook her head. “I… would you…” She blushed, embarrassed to continue.<br><br>“What?” he smiled as he continued, smiling.<br><br>“Let me fuck you?” she said in uncharacteristic shyness.<br><br>The cabbie stopped stroking her and went wide-eyed, causing Aisha to panic.<br><br>“You don’t have to, if you don’t want to, but I promise you’ll like it! I’ll go slow. Please?”<br><br>The driver regretted the opening he had given her, after all he could hardly fit her cock head into his mouth. How the hell was he going to get that monster into his ass? Then again, the orgasm he experienced was one of the best in his life and the sight of her gliding her hand up and down that amazing cock fired his lust again. Plus, when would he get a chance like this again?<br><br>“Okay,” he nodded.<br><br>Aisha’s face lit up with delight and she squealed. “I promise, you’ll love it.” she hopped off the trunk and the cabbie leaned over giving her a delightful view of his virgin ass.<br><br>“Like this?”<br><br>“No, it’ll work better if you’re on the trunk, like I was.” She got into her bag and pulled out a bottle of lube with a squirt nozzle. The cabbie now sat on the trunk, legs spread, waiting for her. She took the cap off the bottle and squirted a small amount into her finger that she then smeared on his back opening. He jumped a little when she gently pushed her finger into him, massaging his sphincter to get it to relax. Once she felt it loosen up, she replaced her finger with the conical nozzle of the lube bottle, sliding it in easily until the nozzle was completely inside him. She looked up at his and winked just before squeezing the bottle to pump a liberal portion of lube into his ass. He moaned, surprised at just how good it felt to feel the slippery liquid squirting into his unexplored back door. She set the bottle aside, continuing to massage his ass, first with one finger, then two and finally three. The cabbie groaned and found himself eager for her to pop his anal cherry. She pulled her fingers out and gripped her cock, rubbing her engorged cock head against his puckered entrance, smearing copious amounts of pre-cum along his crack.<br><br>“Okay, baby,” she said, shuddering with anticipation. She wanted to plunge her needy cock deep into the virgin cabbie, but she held back wanting to keep her promise. “Ready? We’ll take it nice and slow. You push against me as you’re ready.” He nodded his understanding and lifted himself a little off the trunk so he could push down on her. His cock, hardened again by his excitement, bobbed back and forth. He felt her head pushing him open, seeking to invade further. He winced in pain, but he was prepared for it and he forced himself to relax. Aisha held firm, letting him take his time to get used to this new sensation.<br><br>“Oh, fuck baby! I’m almost in you,” she said breathlessly. She felt hit tight, hot, hole nearly admit her. He backed off and pushed again, gritting his teeth as he was determined to get her inside him this time. Then, he felt a soft “pop” as her glans slipped past his barrier and into him. The pain faded and he lowered himself back down, signalling to Aisha that he was ready for her now.<br><br>Aisha moaned loudly as the driver’s asshole closed around her shaft tightly, gripping it almost mercilessly. She pushed forward slowly, feeling his interior heat along every inch of her phallus until she bottomed out inside him. Her balls made contact with his cheeks and it drew moans from both of them. Aisha’s breathing quickened as did the cabbie’s. His cock now throbbed and leaked pre-cum down his shaft. Aisha began to thrust, back and forth watching her lover’s reactions as he lost himself in the moment. She quickly picked up her pace, his warmth and tightness bringing her close to her climax. She knew she could not hold out long.<br><br>“Oh shit! Fuck me! Fuck my ass!” the driver screamed. He suddenly seized up, his back arching as his own cock burst forth with a massive release of his seed that shot up onto his chest and neck. His ass clamped down on Aisha’s throbbing cock and she could not longer deny her own release. She screamed as she buried herself deep in him and came. Her cock pumped an enormous amount of cum inside his ass, while her body convulsed with pleasure.<br><br>“I can feel you cum!” the cabbie managed through gritted teeth as he came again. Neither of them could move as they both became paralyzed by the intense release. Finally, their climax subsided and Aisha pulled her softening cock from his well-fucked ass before collapsing on the ground, covered in sweat and cum, trying to catch her breath. The cabbie remained on the trunk, doing much the same.<br><br>“Oh my God!” he said in between gulps of air. “I’ve never cum so hard.”<br><br>Aisha simply smiled, finding the strength to stand, walk over to the exhausted man. “See?” she said, indicating her cock with her eyes. “It does go down on occasion.” She leaned down and kissed the driver passionately, their mouths trying to devour one another. They stayed that way for a few moments before parting.<br><br>“Keep that up and we’ll have to make it go down again,” she said.<br><br>The cabbie grinned. “I wouldn’t mind.”<br><br>Aisha gavet he prospect some thought, and while she was very tempted she also knew she was expected at the refuge. “Neither would I, but I’m already late. I don’t want them to worry.”<br><br>The driver appeared crestfallen as he watched Aisha cleaned herself off as best she could and put her dress back on. She sauntered back to him and gently kissed him again.<br><br>“Maybe you can come visit sometime and we can continue where we left off.”<br><br>The cabbie threw on his own clothes, opened the passenger door to allow Aisha to get in. Once she was settled, he got in and drove towards the refuge.<br><br>***<br><br>The guards at the entrance had been survivably rude, but she ignored their unprofessional comments and was soon admitted to the compound. She hefted her bags, and spotting the main building, walked towards it letting her hips sway a bit more than normal.
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>SithMistress</strong> on <strong>04-06-2019, 04:48:47</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/originals/81/6e/3e/816e3eecab099cc580f77c485e327814.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Adrianne Lashbrook</strong></span> <br><strong>Location: </strong> Medical Wing<br><strong>Tagging:</strong> Dorothy<br><hr><br>The look on Dorothy's face told Adrianne that the woman was a bit uncomfortable with her own body in some ways. While the buxom brunette didn't actively try to hide any part of herself, Adrianne could see how shy and uncomfortable she looked when Adrianne was staring at her naked breasts. It was only natural, though, as the woman's breasts weren't as... Well, as subjectively perfect or perky as Adrianne's were. The comparison was to be expected in Adrianne's mind. How not, when Dorothy had seemed so discomfited by the size of her bust? After all, they had to have become a focal point for others, given how prominent they were. And Dorothy had probably grown to resent having such a prominent bust because it drew attention away from her face. Whatever the reason, Adrianne could see the embarrassment and discomfort, and knew that she had to do whatever it took to make Dorothy feel more comfortable in her presence. Doing so might help inure herself into Dorothy's good graces, and open the opportunity for further sexual encounters in the future. <br><br>Adrianne's praise seemed to strike a chord with Dorothy, who blushed lightly while also sitting up a bit straighter and more confidently. Just a few simple compliments transformed Dorothy's demeanor from shy and embarrassed to be more confident in her body. Indeed, it was readily apparent to Adrianne that the woman felt as sexy as Adrianne thought she was. Dorothy was taking pride in her appearance as she allowed Adrianne carte blanche to tease and please her most intimate of body parts. Not only that, but Dorothy even felt that Adrianne deserved to delve betwixt her thighs to sample the splendors hidden within. Adrianne wasn't about to decline the honor.<br><br>Settling between the woman's thighs and slowly spreading them apart, Adrianne could feel Dorothy responding to her gentle touch. The shiver that ran down Dorothy's body made Adrianne smile. "You're body is so responsive to my touch," Adrianna said, her finger gently tracing its way along the delicate inner lips. "I never imagined it could be so...." Dorothy seemed surprised by Adrianne's skill at teasing the woman's hidden folds, and smiled. She remembered exploring Danielle's body when they'd first began sleeping together in college. How Danielle would lay back and let Adrianne find each and every one of her most sensitive areas, provoking soft sighs of pleasure punctuated by sharp gasps of ecstasy. Adrianne remembered how Danielle responded to the different stimuli, be it her fingers, tongue, or once, Adrianne's nipple teasing the area in a somewhat unusual but pleasant sexual experiment. Such lessons served Adrianne well with Dorothy, but she couldn't help but feel a pang of regret as she realized that she was violating Danielle's trust in her. "I had a good teacher," Adrianne replied, her voice heavy with remorse.<br><br>It was a fleeting moment, as Dorothy's wet pussy blossomed before her, the delicate pink folds opening and exposing the woman's engorged clit and the yawning chasm below. Desire surged in Adrianne, and she dove face first betwixt Dorothy's thighs, allowing her tongue to gently caress the velvet skin of her moistened, aroused pussy. Dorothy's voice rang out, praising Adrianne and begging the young Futanari woman for more. Which the auburn haired woman was more than happy to oblige. Her tongue cleaved the delicate inner lips in twain, moving down from the sensitive nubbin of Dorothy's clit and gently pushing against the silken skin as it moved slowly towards the yawning crevasse practically begging for attention. Rather than give Dorothy what she clearly wanted, Adrianne instead moved her tongue around the perimeter of the sticky, wet entrance and laved Dorothy's delicate skin of her arousal.<br><br>The buxom brunette practically squirming under Adrianne's teasing tongue told the auburn haired woman that Dorothy wanted more. That she was almost begging Adrianne to slide her tongue inside of her. Instead, Adrianne moved her hand from under Dorothy's leg and rest her thumb atop the woman's clit. She began gently moving in a circle around the sensitive nubbin while her tongue mirrored the movement around Dorothy's wet, quivering pussy. The woman began to moan softly, egging Adrianne on to bring her to the brink. It wasn't until she felt the tension mounting in Dorothy's thighs that Adrianne gave in and thrust her tongue inside of Dorothy. Such a forceful entrance into the woman's waiting pussy elicited an equally forceful response from Dorothy. Adrianne allowed her tongue to probe a bit deeper inside, feeling the gentle squeeze of the inner walls against her tongue with every centimeter further her tongue delved. Unfortunately for Adrianne, there was only so far she could penetrate Dorothy before she ran out of tongue. Once she reached her limit, Adrianne moved her tongue in a circle, feeling the inner perimeter of the woman convulsing gently with every movement.<br><br>When it seemed like Dorothy was about to lose control, Adrianne removed her tongue slowly from inside the woman and took a deep breath. "Gods, that's intoxicating," she said, almost breathlessly. A thin glaze of Dorothy's arousal surrounded Adrianne's lips and extended down to her chin. "I'm going to fuck you with my tongue, Dorothy. Then, when it starts to get tired, I'm going to use my fingers. And as soon as you cum for me, I'm going to climb on top of you and bury my cock inside you. Gods above, I'm going to make you cum like you've never cum before."
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				Title: <strong>Re: Roberta's Futanari Refuge [Game Thread]</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Armphid</strong> on <strong>17-06-2019, 03:25:48</strong>
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				<div class="floatright">(https://i.pinimg.com/236x/a5/5e/58/a55e5821b24ecb0c319ed3f32f920365.jpg)</div><span style="font-size: 18pt;" class="bbc_size"><strong>Dorothy Ride</strong></span> <br><strong>Location:</strong> Health Center<br><strong>Tagging:</strong>&nbsp; Adrianne<br><hr><br>"Adriaaanne!"&nbsp; Fuck!&nbsp; Oh, oh, did this girl ever know how to treat a woman!&nbsp; There was something in her voice for a moment that made her reservations about doing this flare up; this was wrong on so many levels.&nbsp; A violation of the trust Roberta and the refuge had placed in her.&nbsp; Of her professional code of ethics.&nbsp; But then the freckled girl's tongue made contact with the pleasure slicked flesh of her sex and she let out a sharp gasp, her concerns scattering like startled birds.&nbsp; That wet, warm, seeking tongue felt so good, so wonderful!&nbsp; Dorothy clutched the edge of the exam table with her hands, squeezing hard.&nbsp; Her breath rushed out in fast bursts and deep breaths, making her titanic tits heave and bounce obscenely.&nbsp; <br><br>The combination of her tongue circling over her folds and her thumb making those sinful circles on her clit had her squirming on the table.&nbsp; Her feet pressed against the stirrups, making them strain, her toes wiggling and flexing.&nbsp; It had been so long.&nbsp; And even longer she'd had someone this skilled at pleasing a pussy!&nbsp; Had she ever?&nbsp; That didn't matter now.&nbsp; Adrianne was the one who was here, playing her body like an instrument with the skill of a virtuoso.&nbsp; She felt her body tightening under the younger woman's teasing ministrations, feeling like a clock spring was winding tighter and tighter just below her stomach.&nbsp; "Suh-so good, your tongue, your hands, oh, I caaan't get enough!"&nbsp; Her breath hitched and her body tensed, which seemed to be a signal to Adrianne and a moment later she felt that clever tongue spear into her tunnel.&nbsp; "GOD!&nbsp; Yesss, fuck!"<br><br>The paper under her head crinkled and crackled as she rolled it back and forth, her hair growing damp with the sweat that was starting to glisten on the skin of her forehead as well.&nbsp; She let out a quivering whimper and thumped her head softly against the headrest, "Gu-God, no, goddess, you, divine, sexy, perfect, lover!"&nbsp; She let out wordless cries each time that strong, supple muscle moved inside her, exploring her depths as far as it was able to do.&nbsp; The spring wound tighter and tighter, the energy building with each caress on her inner walls.&nbsp; Closer!&nbsp; Closer!&nbsp; Closerrrr!<br><br>Then her eyes flew open and she raised her head as she felt that delightful tongue slide out of her.&nbsp; Her face was flushed but in an expression of shock as Adrianne moved back a little and she let out a frustrated whine.&nbsp; But her lovely friend spoke up before she could voice a complaint and Dorothy laughed breathily before smiling, "You are fantastic.&nbsp; Please, make me cum with your mouth, and d-don't you dare stop short again!&nbsp; I want to cream for you and I-I want your cock in me.&nbsp; I feel empty, aching, almost-hNN!"&nbsp; She yelped then as Adrianne made her promise good; ramming her tongue into her pussy and starting to tongue fuck her with eager and welcome aggression.&nbsp; "AhhnN!&nbsp; F-fuck!"&nbsp; <br><br>Those hearing her since this began would be surprised that the normally somewhat meek nurse would have such a mouth on her.&nbsp; But then again, all of her actions would surprise those who knew her.&nbsp; &nbsp;What would Riley say if she knew?&nbsp; Or Dr. DiNello?&nbsp; Or Roberta?&nbsp; God, why did thinking about their disapproval make her feel even better?&nbsp; "Yesss, use that tongue!&nbsp; Drill me with it, taste me and take me at once, make me all ready to be railed by that hard dick!&nbsp; Ahh!&nbsp; Don't slow down, don't stop, please, you incredible girl!"
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