No way! I'm talking myself out of this without even touching a futa.

"the answer is still no."

"Then I'm not opening the door."

"I'll call my handler and you'll be in serious trouble!"

"Your... Handler?" She says suspiciously "thought you said you didn't get special treatment." The futa stands from her desk, rising to her 6"6 hight and towering over you

"I-uh..."

"Run out of lies have you?" She says condescendingly