"Saving the world"...apparently

You didn't care about saving the world. Not one bit. Especially with your life about to be turned upside down anyway due to the VIXEN program.

This was life. There weren't women, so men have to take their place. Who cared if Feminiize was corrupt and they were putting money in their pockets with the facade of trying to bring women back? You would probably be dead by the time they actually figured it out or a revolution occurred against them.

And besides, you knew that none of the readers on chyoa.com were interested in saving the world...unless it came with sexy consequences. You knew that even you wouldn't want to read some lame cliché sci-fi apocalypse save-the-world story on its own. But when there's such sexy women (or Feminii) involved? That's a different prospect.

And that's how you found yourself balls deep in Luna over her desk while Emma was making out with you. And not in Luna's ass like all the other Feminii you had fucked. Luna was true to her word about actually wanting to be a woman, because she had a vagina, thanks to some vaginoplasty.

As Luna's soft moans mingle with Emma's fervent kisses, creating a symphony of pleasure that echoes through the small room, Luna's desk serves as an improvised altar of lust, and you're both consumed by the primal urge to satisfy your carnal desires.

With each thrust, you lose yourself in the exquisite sensation of her warmth enveloping you, driving you deeper into a realm of ecstasy.

Luna's cries of ecstasy punctuate the air, her voice a melody of pleasure as she surrenders herself to the overwhelming sensation of being filled. "Oh, fuck yes!" she gasps, her words punctuated by ragged breaths and the rhythmic slap of skin against skin.

Emma's lips find yours with a hunger born of desperation, her kisses a testament to the fiery passion that burns between you. Her hands roam your body with a possessive urgency, urging you on as she seeks to claim every inch of your being.

In this moment, time seems to stand still, the outside world fading into insignificance as you lose yourself in the throes of passion. Every touch, every kiss, every thrust sends shockwaves of pleasure coursing through your veins, binding you together in a whirlwind of desire.

But even as you surrender to the intoxicating embrace of lust, a small voice whispers in the back of your mind, reminding you of the consequences of your actions. You push the thought aside, choosing instead to revel in the exquisite pleasure of the moment, knowing that you can deal with the fallout later.

The transition from Luna to Emma is seamless, as if the two women were synchronized dancers in a hedonistic ballet of desire. Emma, now perched on the desk, looks at you with hungry eyes, her gaze filled with a primal need that sends shivers down your spine.

You waste no time, seizing the opportunity to ravage her with an intensity born of desire. Your hands roam her body with a possessive urgency, tracing every curve and contour as if committing them to memory. Emma responds with fervent enthusiasm, her body arching and writhing beneath your touch.

With a primal growl, you plunge into her depths, driving yourself deep within her with a that borders on savage. Emma's cries fill the air, a symphony of pleasure that echoes through the room as she surrenders herself to the overwhelming sensation of being claimed.

"Fuck me harder!" she cries, her voice a plea for more as you oblige, driving yourself deeper into her with each thrust. Her moans and whimpers mingle with Luna's sultry whispers, creating a cacophony of desire that threatens to consume you whole.

Luna's lips find yours once more, her kisses a dizzying whirlwind of passion that leaves you breathless and wanting more. Her seductive whispers fill your ears, fueling the fire of desire that burns within you as you lose yourself in the intoxicating embrace of lust.

The room fades away, leaving only you, Emma, and Luna locked in a carnal embrace that transcends time and space. Every touch, every kiss, every thrust brings you closer to the edge of ecstasy, until finally, you can hold back no longer.

With a primal roar, you let yourself go, surrendering to the overwhelming wave of pleasure that crashes over you like a tidal wave. Emma follows suit, her cries of ecstasy mingling with your own as you both succumb to the blissful release of climax.

As you pull out from Emma's ass, a rivulet of cum trickles down her thigh, a tangible testament to the intensity of your encounter. Luna, ever the provocateur, smirks and quips, "Who knew saving the world could be so... satisfying?"

You can't help but chuckle at her witticism, your mind still reeling from the explosive climax you just shared. Luna's lips find yours once more, her kiss a heady mix of desire and mischief that leaves you craving more.

Lost in the dizzying whirlwind of sensation, you feel Emma's lips close around your softening member, her tongue tracing the remnants of cum that cling to your skin. Despite the languid aftermath of your orgasm, a surge of arousal courses through you at the unexpected sensation, your cock twitching with renewed interest.

Luna's hands roam your body with a possessive urgency, her touch igniting a fire within you that refuses to be quenched. As Emma continues her ministrations, her mouth working wonders on your sensitive flesh, you feel yourself growing harder with each passing moment, your desire reignited by the intoxicating pleasure that surrounds you.

With a low groan, you surrender yourself to the overwhelming sensation, allowing yourself to be consumed by the primal need that drives you forward. Luna's whispers fill your ears, her words a seductive siren song that beckons you deeper into the abyss of desire.

As the fervent kiss between you and Luna finally comes to an end, you feel a sense of both satisfaction and anticipation lingering in the air. Emma withdraws her mouth from your cock, her lips leaving a trail of warmth against your skin as she releases you.

With a languid stretch, Luna straightens up, her gaze lingering on you with a mixture of admiration and desire. "Well, that was quite the reunion," she remarks with a playful smirk.

You can't help but chuckle, the tension of the moment easing slightly as you exchange glances with Luna and Emma. Despite the gravity of the situation at hand, there's an undeniable sense of camaraderie between the three of you, forged in the heat of passion and shared purpose.

"So, about our arrangement," Luna begins, her tone turning more serious as she shifts her focus back to the matter at hand. "We'll be in touch, of course. We'll need your help on various fronts, but we understand that you have your own life to live."

Emma nods in agreement, her expression determined yet tinged with a hint of vulnerability. "We know this isn't easy for you, but we appreciate your willingness to help," she says softly.

You offer them a reassuring smile, a sense of resolve settling over you as you contemplate the role you've agreed to play in their fight against Feminiize. Despite the uncertainty that lies ahead, you know that you can't turn your back on this opportunity to make a difference.

As the conversation draws to a close, Luna steps forward once more, her gaze locking with yours in a silent exchange of understanding. "It's been a while since I've had a cock in my hands," she admits with a mischievous grin, leaning in to press a final kiss against your lips.