Badly, at first. But Rosanne reveals more.

James looked at her with shock and a bit of dread in his eyes as he takes in this new load of information, Rosaline was a futa foxgirl! How did he miss all of the signs which in this moment made perfect sense to him now? The time when he had walked in on her changing in her room, she hadn’t tried to cover her tits up from him but instead had turned slightly and used her hands and arms to cover her dick. He had thought that she didn’t want him seeing her vagina over a pair of tits that she showcases anyway. Nope, she had done it to hide her cock from him, for the reason of finally asking him to become her first harem slut.

One time, he had heard her moaning in pleasure with a squelching sound that could indicate that she was playing with her pussy before squealing in pleasure and a consent sigh followed by a strong smell. He had masturbated over that image but as he thought back on it, that was her jerking her cock before going to sleep, something he does.

He couldn’t believe it, until he made a connection. That smell from his memory of her is the same smell as the one he can smell now, there is only one thing that can be knowing now that she is a futa. It is her musk, her cum!

“Is that smell from your cum? Is that what you have been doing before I came over? Tricking me here to try and fuck whilst you jerked off at the thought. I thought you were different from the rest of the lying girls at school, I trusted you and I find out that you are a futa now. I wouldn’t have cared but the fact you kept it from me and are now hoping I change my life for you. You know if I became your harem slut that your pleasure and wellbeing would become my number one priority. It already was Rosaline but not anymore.”

With that said, James’ hurt feelings, both about her lying and the fact that if he did have a relationship with her, he would be on the receiving end, out in the open. He tried to leave.

Rosaline, who was getting closer and closer to tears as this encounter was playing out in the worst way possible, like she thought it would. Got up and grabbed James’ hand in a **** attempt to make her case. He just pulled out of it and continue to head to the door, causing Rosaline to have to use her tail as she rushed towards him, the tail going in between James and the door. James stopped for a second, the fury that caused him to try and leave get diminished by the almost panicked actions of Rosaline. James started to realize it may not be for a malicious reason why Rosaline hid her true gender. He stopped and just looked at her.

Rosaline seeing the dropping off his shoulders as a sign of him calming down, explained her reason. “James, you may think that being a futa is great with the promise of constant sex, no working for money if a harem slut is doing it for you. But it comes with a lot of baggage. Being a futa is still a rare thing and parents who give birth to a futa don’t really know how to educate it on its abilities. I was scared if I came out as futa, all of my school friends, especially you, would be worried that all I wanted to do was fuck and make a harem whilst all I wanted was a chance to have a good school experience with friends. You know how badly the couple of futas in our school got treated whenever they try and make a friend, multiple people and teachers saying they were only doing it to make her into a harem slut.

Some people love futas, but most are weary and scared of them, I didn’t tell you James in fear of you acting as you are. Suddenly scared of me and concerned that I lured you here to take you as my harem slut like I would **** you to achieve it. I would never do that. I am sorry I lied about the job offer to bring you here, but I was scared and needed an excuse. Now I will move my tail and if you want to leave and not talk to me, you can. But remember, I just asked you if you would consider becoming my harem slut, it was you who assumed I was doing it for an evil reason.”

Rosaline moved her tail away from the door and waited to see what James would do. She smiled slightly when James just stood there, weighing up what she did.

He never realized the fear she went through at school, the uncertainty of her abilities that if she came in someone’s mouth, arsehole or pussy that they would change into a submissive breeder. Sometimes it could change the entire body and personality, but other times it could just change the body or the personality or a little of both. He realized she didn’t tell him because she was afraid, he would reject her if she did. Which he had done, just a minute ago. He couldn’t believe how fast he had turned on his best friend when she had steeled herself to finally tell her secret to someone outside her family.

“Rosaline, I am sorry. I judged you too quick. It is just that I fancy you, but it is always in a way where I am the man, and you are the girl. This just shattered that image, so I took out my rage on you when it isn’t fair to you. Let’s sit down, I have a suggestion.”

Both James and Rosaline go back to her couch and sit down. James blushes as he shuffles forward on the couch and holds hands with Rosaline as he says “As i have conflicting issues on this, we can decide another way. It isn’t like being your harem slut seems like the worst idea, my body is practically female anyways. But I know you have a jar here that you sometimes use for a cosplay. It is quite big so if you can fill that with 30 minutes, I will drink all of it, becoming your harem slut. But if you don’t, you can take it and give it to someone else so you get a harem slut, but we can just be friends as I don’t want to lose this friendship. It feels a bit silly letting my biggest life choice rest on if you can fill this jar with your cum or not. But maybe it is due time for a change.”

Rosaline sat down in shock, first her request had been taken how she had expected it to, and she had thought James was going to leave with them two no longer friends but with her sudden explosion of her insecurities as a futa growing up, James had offered an alternative that she knew that she would be able to win. She knew from experience jerking off and the messy cleanup afterwards that futas have massive loads, enough to fill a pussy to the brim in one cumload.

“James, you have to know. As a futa, I can cum a lot more than any guy could ever do. The jar may be impossible for you but for me, I doubt it will take more than one orgasm. Do you want me to fill something else as well or not? As I guarantee, this is not a 50/50 but 100% chance of me winning”

Even though James could change the stakes, Rosaline wanted to give him a fair chance or she wouldn’t forgive herself. But with a look into James’ eyes, she realized that he didn’t look shocked or disgruntled by her news but like he knew. That’s when she realized that he wanted to be with her, but his more manly feelings made him at least give an effort to resist it. He knew that she would easily win.

Rosaline was now more than happy as she stood up before giving a lustful gaze over to James as she imagined him as her slut, his face pinned down against the bed by her hand as her massive cock invaded his tight arsehole, robbing him of all of his manpower and making him her little sissy harem bitch. A bulge formed on her bodycon split dress as she got ready to jerk off. Her dress easily showcased her big breasts as the dress seemed to only just keep the big things from wrestling free but the reason, she wore it today is because she could wear no panties and just hike up the middle part of the lower dress. It was split so that a loose part of dress dandled in front and behind her lower half. With one pull of her dress, her cock was let free to assume its proper length of 9 inches erect. She grabbed at the front loose piece of dress and tore it free so that she didn’t need to hold it whilst jerking off.

James looked at Rosaline’s dick with shock and a bit of lust (which surprised himself). Within 5 minutes of knowing Rosaline was a futa, she had shown her massive erect cock to him and was jerking off rapidly. With his unmoving stare at her frantic jerking, he noticed how her cock was smooth from veins and bumps that, in his opinion, made cocks look ugly. Her balls had no hair on them, but did seem to be throbbing a bit, pulsing with a need to deliver a couple of thick wads of cum out of her shaft. He found her cock to be beautiful. He absently wondered if the smell of her cum or the musk of her dick was so strong that it made people more malleable to her or hornier for dick.

He watched as she started to softly moan, repressing anything louder probably due to her shyness of jerking off in front of him even though she had started without telling him she was going to. Her cock and balls seemed to throb more noticeably, indicating that she must be close to cumming. Again and again, her slender hand gripped her shaft as she moved her hand up and down, squeezing ever so slightly when her hand was around her cock tip. In an effort to help her, James looked at her and whispered, “please let me drink your cum”. The suddenness of his plea made Rosaline so horny that she could barely moan before she felt the incoming wave of an orgasm. She pointed her cock at the jar on the table and bellowed out a guttural groan as the first cumshot left her bulbous cock slit.

James looked on in fascination as Rosaline’s cock shot out the biggest first cumshot he had ever seen. A thick wad of pure futa cum barreled into the jar, to his surprise, filling it up by a quarter already. With just one shot, Rosaline had probably come more than most men did in an entire night of sex. But she wasn’t anywhere close to done as she continued to jerk her cock even more franticly, riding the wave of her orgasm as she pictured James gulping all of her spunk down. One after one, massive shots of cum that only diminished slightly after each one, flew out of her meaty pole and into the jar. After 6 shots of cum, and a slightly tired Rosaline, James smiled as he looked at the jar.

The jar was overflowing with cum. Within the jar, the cum looked similar to milk but with the strands of cum dripping from the rim, showed how thick and hot it was. It was pure white, packed full of sperm that James knew would certainly knock up any slut within one load if it wasn’t for the fact that futas had the unique ability to decide when to be fertile. Perhaps it was nature’s way to stop the massive number of pregnancies that would happen If futas couldn’t choose. The smell of the cum was overpowering to him, it smelled pure, raw and natural. Like it almost wanted him to go and drink it.