Negotiating an alternative

800 credits? He definitely had around that much, but not enough to survive after he got into the city. But luckily for him, the futa officer was already coming onto him.

"Listen, I'm a bit tight on creds right now, I was hoping to maybe get a good faith discount... or work something else out?"

She raises an eyebrow. "I was kind of hoping you'd be open to something like that..." She stands up from her chair, and her previously hidden bulge in her slacks becomes painfully obvious. Most of the males that come through here are either so well-off the fee is chump-change, or they're not my type. And by that I mean worn out and ugly from the travel."

"A-and the women?"

"A lot more cute ones of them than the males... but none today, so I'm all pent-up." Unzipping ger pants, she practically tore them off and threw them on the table. Her fat testicles spilled out, and her cock was throbbing and veiny. "don't keep me waiting, get on your knees, cutie."

Jack did so obediently. "Just so you know, I don't have much experience with doing this..." He wasn't sure if he should be embarrassed by that or proud.

"Ooh, that makes it better, even if it means you're not as skilled doing it..."

Jack wrapped his fingers around her cock. It was enormous, easily the size of his forearm. He began stroking it, and ran his tongue along her shaft just like he saw his sister do it. It got a moan out of the officer, so he was probably doing at least a decent job so far. The futa had been in this simmering building cooking under the heat of the sun all day, and he could tell. The scent of her sweaty musk filled his nostrils. It wasn't disgusting, it was clear she showered every morning, and that this was simply the natural buildup of bodily functions over the course of the day. In fact, it was sort of pleasant...

He moved down to her balls, alternating between taking each one in his mouth. He could feel the cum sloshing around in her engorged testes. "Fuckkk, that's it, worship mama's fat cock and balls, cutie. You sure you haven't done this before?"

He pulled away briefly with a slight 'pop!' sound, to both catch his breath and respond. "I said I didn't have much experience, but yeah, I'm sure I haven't done this before..." Continuing, he swallows as much of her cock as he can, which is only a little less than half of it while caressing her nutsack in his hands. Before long, she erupts in his mouth, filling it with hot futanari spunk and, without thinking, swallows it only spilling a bit of the white goo.

"Mmm, looks like you didn't hate your first taste of she-cream, cutie." They both look down to see his own tent pitching in his jeans. She slaps her semi-erect cock on his face a couple times, and then pull her pants on. "Now get of here, the officer at the desk already knows your fee is 'paid'. They'll give you back your possessions and you can be on your way." Jack turns to leave, wiping some spit off his face, before she adds "and if you find yourself out here again, I can always help you get some of that 'experience' you're lackin'."

The lady clerk in the front opens a storage box, letting you reclaim your possessions: your fob key, polaroid photo of you and your sister with your parents before they passed, a Lawkeeper HC-44 pistol, and your most valuable possession, your father's old aviator sunglasses.

You hop in your beat up, falling-apart piece of shit that barely functions as a car, and set off for the final stretch to the city.