Life is Futa Chapter 11

Admittedly, Viti’s stout little body isn’t what Max typically fantasizes about. It’s Viti’s personality that drives Max crazy. Still, undressing with her in the bathroom is strangely exciting. They’re both on the small side, so the bathtub doesn’t feel very crowded. Max has never been one for taking soaks to relax, but this is obviously Viti’s preferred ritual. That’s why she suggested it.

Max’s heart beats fast as she faces Viti in the bath, wondering how to proceed.

Only then does she realize that something’s wrong. Viti was a little nervous getting naked, but not especially. A side effect of playing with her and rewinding is that Max has spent a lot more time in close proximity to Viti. By default, they’ve gotten closer.

Max’s stomach drops as she realizes what is happening. Viti’s just not paying much attention. Riley liked Max’s body, but Viti has eyes for… perfect 10 asses like Riley’s and Olivia’s and balloon tits like Ingrid’s. And since Max has been around Viti a lot but Viti doesn’t remember the teasing, she’s been… friendzoned. This isn’t a sexy exciting bath together. It’s friendship.

Max is indignant.

“Max?”

“I’m sexy,” Max says indignantly.

“Huh?”

“I’m very sexy,” Max repeats. Water splashes as she points at herself. Maybe she rewound too many times.

“Um,” Viti says nervously.

What? She’s not even going to agree with her? Fuming, Max thrusts her foot between Viti’s legs and stomps.

“Yeek! Oh!” Viti cries out. Max rubs firmly with her heel. The chubby cock under the water throbs and Max feels a rush of heat as Viti gasps. “Oh. Oh…” Viti pants, sinking slightly into the bath and holding dazedly onto the side of the tub. “Oh… I’m sorry…”

Max comes to her senses. And why is Viti apologizing when Max is the one acting crazy? Because she’s perfect. Upset with herself and with Viti, Max groans in frustration and rewinds.

She’s back in the bath, sitting across from her.

“Max?” Viti asks.

“I’m good,” Max says with a smile. She can still feel the touch of Viti’s cock on her foot and see the face she makes when she cums. It’s making her so wet. “Grr,” she adds.

“Are we growling?” Viti looks puzzled.

“I’m very fierce,” Max says.

“OK. I wonder what’s for dinner.”

Max thinks that Viti’s looking pretty tasty at the moment, but how to move forward? What to do? This is a golden opportunity, but she’s tired. And horny. She probably can’t rewind again until she rests, but she didn’t work this hard to get a night alone with Viti and not… indulge. She has to make a move. But what? Max just wants a satisfying encounter with Viti. It doesn’t feel like she’s asking for much. And yet… it’s impossible.

She’s suddenly irrationally angry, and it’s all she can do not to stomp Viti’s cock again.