Futas? What the heck are those?

"The simple explanation, is that a futa is a mix of female and male, mostly with just the sexual organs and a few physical bonuses of a male, in a female body," Lelah smiles.

You look down to your large breasts, touch your massive bulge, then, finally, you stick your hand into your yoga pants and brush a finger on your new labia, feeling a rush of warmth. You couldn't help but continue to touch it, sticking the digits of two fingers into the slick, warm passage that squeezed eagerly. It was a different experience, a nice one, something you never thought would happen, feeling a strange craving for it to be filled, rocking your hips onto your fingers, pushing deeper.

"From the few times we changed a male into a futa, you could already guess most of changes," Lelah sighed, stepping up to you. She grabbed your chin, lifted your gaze to a massive disembodied cock flopping in the woman's hand. "One thing that usually happens to futa's like you--formally male--is that you tend to become a little crazy about your new hole... want to use it?"

Reaching out, you touch what you guessed was an advanced dildo. Yet as you took it, it was surprisingly fleshy, hot, and it was difficult to wrap your hands around it. As you took it in both hands, bringing it to your lap, it grew and hardened, until it became a mammoth cock, longer than your arm and thicker than your thigh, angry veins and even twitching.

"Like it? If you want, you can use it now due to your circumstances."

You rub your legs together, feeling your new juices leak from your twitching hole, eyes darting to Lela, who was checking her clipboard. Standing up, you place the dick on the chair, gingerly pulling your yoga pants down, your cock bouncing up and dribbling at the tip. Shaky, you breathe out as you lower yourself back onto the chair. Shivering as you feel the hot, twitching tip brush your labia, and moaning with anticipation.

"Come one, get on with it, we don't have all day," Lela mumbled. "I have to do five more orientations today."

Ignoring the woman, you gulp and lower yourself onto the head of the dick. It seemed to split you open, more exciting than distressing. Your legs grew weak and shaky as more of the length and girth pushed into you, spreading you wider. The veins added a strange, delightful texture. Panting and moaning, the sensations seemed to last forever for you, your head swimming, your belly burning, juices running down your legs.

"By the queen..." Lela sighed.

Enjoying the slow insertion, you barely feel the hands on your shoulders, but do notice the pair of tits rubbing in your face. As you look up, you see Lela with an impatient expression. Before you would say anything, the woman shoved you down.

You gasp for air, as the huge dick rams your guts, scraping you out as you go all the way to the base of the chair. Happening so fast, the pleasure too much, you spurt a thick rope of cum from your own dick. Grunting and breathing, you look down to see your stomach bulging, your dick raging erect. When you tried to speak, all you could manage was a grunt.

"Now, hurry up and fuck yourself with it," Lela huffed.

You blink, breathe, and rise from the chair. Still shaky, you moan as the dick leaves your folds. At the tip, you catch your breath, then push back down, this time, it sent more pleasurable waves through your body as you reached the base. Moving faster each time as you go up and down it's length. Eventually, moaning like a whore, your breasts bouncing with each dive down, you're speed fucking the cock.

"I need you to finish up soon."

A little after Lela spoke, your body jolted, as a different, more electric, orgasm wracked your body. You go limb and tumble to the floor, the dick still inside you. A warmth filling your gut, pleasant your mindset.

"Oops," Lela said as she leaned down to your pussy, lifting your balls, sending a rush through you as you felt fingers on your sore lower lips. "I think I might've forgot to switch the cum option to 'off'... oh well."

Catching you breath, and pulling out the dick, it was now limp again, covered and dripping with cum. You wipe your brow, sigh and stare at the woman. "What was that? It seemed a lot like real dick, the tech here is amazing."

"That was real though," Lela said nonchalantly.

You blink. "It was? But how?"

"Portals, of course!"

"Portals...?"

"Yes, portals attached to certain futas who apply for it," Lela continued. "They are often used for tools by us regular girls when our days are a bit too busy. Though most have the cum option off, sometimes you can turn it on for extra fun... though you have to be careful when you do, or you can get preggers."

You look at the disembodied dick twitching. Biting your lip, you wonder what it felt like, your cock being used by everyone like dildo. That dick in particular was interesting with just its size alone, dwarfing your already enhanced rod.

"Curious?"

"Yeah," you nod.

"Well, this is a great cock here, better than even peak futas, is provided by... the queen herself!"

"What?" you blink and gulp. "Is that even allowed?"

"Only here at the orientation centre, I'm afraid. Though you'll have unlimited access to it while you stay here, until you settle into your own home. She wanted to get people to 'enjoy her personal welcome' and appreciate her benevolence," Lela said as she grinned. Seconds later, she huffed and crossed her arms. "Lucky."

You stare at the flaccid thing, which stirred you up just right, amazed that someone so powerful would have such a colossal dick hanging from her crotch as well.

"Though, I guess if you get into the queen's good graces, you could have access to the source, with all the added bonuses, like her heavenly tits."

"Is there any other kinds of portals you use?" you ask, wandering at the possibilities.

"Mostly sex stuff," Lela answered. "Any larger, and they become unstable. we have portals to fit under your ass or vagina, so someone can fuck you whenever you want, though its not the same if the person isn't actually do you, y'know?"

"I guess..." you sigh, not sure about the strangely advanced technology that far outstripped what you knew. It was certainly satisfying, and if the constant ache in your belly means anything as you eye the flaccid dick, addicting. You guessed that you would make extensive use of it while you find a place of your own. Maybe you'd take you time too, acquaint yourself to your new body part.