A Futanari Island

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Off the coast of Greece lies a small, privately owned island called Hermatus. This particular island is notable mostly for the crowd it attracts. In a world plagued by prejudice and misconceptions, Hermatus is a safe haven for the type of people that otherwise would have a very hard time. Ever since Angelique Lovemore used her fortune to buy and convert the island to its current glory, futa women like her have been swarming it. On Hermatus Angelique built a luxury resort outfitted with; A hotel, a spa, swimming pools, bars, clubs and much, much more. On Hermatus all the hardworking and frustrated futanari women come to relieve themselves of stress, in every way they can imagine.

With the back of his hand he wiped the sweat off of his forehead, as he slowly sank down to his knees and swallowed. A big smile grew across his face, as Charlie looked up at the futa woman panting and moaning. Gladly he took the head of her throbbing cock back in to his mouth and sucked out the last drops of her warm cum. When he got up Charlie looked down at his handy work, the lady his mouth just made love to lay sprawled out on her hotel bed. Gradually she began to come down from her orgasm, as compliments and profanity left her mouth in quick succession. She reached for her phone and Charlie did the same. “50 bucks right?” The woman said, still panting, beginning to type on her phone.

“Yes, 50 bucks. I hope you’ll call me again sometime soon…” he smiled, still tasting her cum on his lips. Charlie opened up Honeypot, the dating app he used here on the island. There was a quick way to send payments built into the app, perfect for this exact interaction.

The blonde woman sat up straight as her large deflating cock hung heavy between her legs, “Oh you’re definitely getting another call soon handsome.” Charlie giggled, wishing she had paid for a little more action, he had been horny all day. When he checked his watch he quickly realized that he was running late and had to get a move on. He finished cleaning up, leaning down to give the head of the woman's cock a quick kiss. She throbbed and moaned, clearly still sensitive from the pleasure she'd just received. Charlie said his goodbyes and left the hotel room, making his way towards where he was supposed to be.

Walking down the hallway of Hermatus hotel Charlie's phone buzzed, signifying that he'd gotten a notification. When he pulled out his phone he saw that it was from Honeypot, stating that the payment had gone through. The dating app made his side hustle so much easier. Charlie still remembered when Katie, his best friend from back home, had recommended he come work on the island, after they had both dropped out of college. It seemed an amazing opportunity, getting to spend all day on a beautiful resort located on a private island. But he would never have expected that he'd have the opportunity to do far more than just work as a waiter and cleaner. The money he made from his regular work was okay, enough to get by, but not enough to make a proper living. Again it had been Katie who had suggested this little side hustle into the escort business, a job she had started doing when they were both still in college. It had taken some convincing at first, though Charlie wasn't really the shy type, but when he had happened upon Honeypot and seen the dating pool that populated the island, he had dove in to the new venture head first.

Honeypot was a dating app they used abundantly on the island. From the outside it seemed like a somewhat average way to meet people, but on Hermatus it was often used to set up dates and find people for all sorts of deviances. Katie and Charlie mostly used it to find clients, the both of them making a profile stating that they worked at the resort and were free for private bookings. Charlie’s profile showed a couple clothed photos of him, showing off his best features: His dark mid length hair, his soft and vaguely feminine features and perfect, round bubble butt. Those pictures had gotten him lots of messages, almost more than he could deal with, but plenty which had made him good money. Besides the pictures his profile also provided a price list, showing what someone would have to pay for his ‘services’. The price list included:

• $ 50,- for a blowjob
• $ 100,- for a quickie
• $ 200,- for a full session
• Others up for discussion

After Charlie had gotten settled in to his normal job as a cleaner and waiter at the resort, he had finally begun his real business venture. It had turned out to be lots of fun...