Daisy, her bedroom and quite the surprise

Stepping down the stairs, she was greeted by a large, nice looking room that smelled like one would expect from the basement bedroom of a tenage futa, which is to say arousingly potent to Emily who curiously inspected everything she while solwly continuing down, her eyes first staying on a quite exhaustive collection of slicone cocksleeves, all neatly arranged in a large shelf.

Just as she was reaching the carpeted floor, Daisy rushed out of a door in the far corner of the room, her face flushed with excitement as she giddily came over to greet her.

"Hi, Emily...", she hesitated for a moment, before embraceing her in a deep hug so unexpected of the shy futa that it took her a moment to notice that she wasnt the only one that had dressed for the occasion, as Daisy was completely topless, her cute little beestings pressing into her thin chest cover.

"Hi Daisy, I... do you like my outfit?", she answered after they had separated again, her question instantly causeing soe suspicious movement below the futas trademark boring skirt while she tried to find the right words to express her enthusiasm.

"So, your mom told be that you have something prepared for us?", she continued amusedly, useing Daisys stunned silence to her advantage.

With her crush seemingly even more flustered now, it was now her turn to initate another deep hug, the reassureing gesture helping her to regain her courage.

"Uhm...yes its back in the bathroom,", Daisy started nervously, though even her insecurety had a hard time containing her excitement as she guided Emily to the door she had just come out of, "it might be a bit much at first but you can take as much time as you want, and I will explain everything.".

She was surprised at just how spacious this basement bathroom was, looking like it rivaled the futas bedroom in size, but even more surprisingly, with all the typical ammenities arranged close to the door, the back of it opened into a plainly tiled space big enough to comftably fit what looked like an operateing table.

Taken off guard but more intruiged than anything else, she slowly stepped over to the clean metal surface, once more inspecting her, now impecably cleaned, surroundings before turning around to face the still incredibla flustered futa with the shiny desk between them.

"Well thats not weird at all.", she started jokingly, makeing her crush grimace rejectedly, makeing her instantly regret her misplaced comment.

"Hey, its alright, and who am I do judge loooking like a fucking sex toy.", she tried to appease, quickly returneing the futa to her nervously excited self.

"So whats the plan?", she followed up after Daisy had given her a bright smile of forgiveness.

"Uhm, yes the plan,",after takeing a moment to steel herself, an excited flood of words rushed out of her mouth, "So, I love tinkering with my toys, you know improve them, tailor them to my needs, and Im really good at it, I can show you if you want, and then I thought about getting to improve you, and I just couldnt resist the idea, and I dont mean you are my toy or anything, Im so sorry, but it would just be the greatest thing ever, I cant believe Im telling you this, you are already so perfect, please dont leave me.".

It took a long moment for her to comprehend what just happened, leaving Daisy to anxiously try and judge her reaction, but she wasnt yet capable of expressing her confused thoughts.

"Wow.", she let out slowly after a while trying to formulate a reaction to her crushes, admittedly weird, confession, "First of all dont be sorry for your passion, and Im more than happy to not leave you.", her voice getting a bit breathy as she looked deep into Daisys eyes, seeing her enormous relief at not being rejected by her.

"And I do think that sounds kind of exciteing, if you are sure that I will be safe I would be willing to try something, oh maybe you can show me one of your projects?", she continued, prompting the futa to rush out and return with a large mostly transparent silicon onahole in record time, beaming with excitement.

Turning the jiggly fake tissue inside out with one experienced hand movement, she showed her the many little additions she had grafted onto its insides, explaining in detail how she had manged the different procedured for every single one of them, but Emily was to absorbed by the flawlessly crafted and absolutely pristine surface to pay enough attention to understand much of anything.

Absentmindedly indulgeing in Daisys exemplifications for another minute or so, she was swept up in the futas infectious excitement and quickly gave her excited go ahead as soon as the artifical cocksleeve was removed from the metal surface between them.

Both of them simultaneously leaned over the operateing table for a deep, passionate kiss basking in each others presence for a long moment before Daisy slowly pulled back.

"So what do you have in mind for yourself?", she asked, brimming with excitement, her lips shining with their combined saliva, stumping her for a moment before mischievously grinning back at the eager futa, "Im sure something will come to YOUR mind.".