She takes the lead

Even when sitting down, she exudes an imposing presence that is both intimidating and incredibly attractive. Her muscles ripple under her tight tank top, and you notice the bulge straining against her jeans once again - evidence of her true nature as a futa.

She leans back in her chair, allowing her eyes to wander openly over your body, assessing you from head to toe. "I have to say, I didn't expect such a cute little thing to sign up for FutaMatch," she remarks with a chuckle. Her laughter is rich and genuine, making you feel somewhat more at ease despite your initial nervousness.

She extends her hand across the table towards you, offering a friendly smile along with her gesture. "Well, let's make this a memorable night, shall we?" Her tone is playful yet assertive, letting you know that she won't hesitate to take control if necessary. As you shake her large, calloused hand, you feel her massive muscles surrounding your small hands, which gives you quite a jolt. The way Addison exerts pressure through these muscular tendons without needing much strength hints at the overwhelming dominance waiting just beneath the surface of her otherwise approachable exterior.

After a moment of awkward silence, you say "So... how exactly did you get so big?" hoping not to come off as too rude or insensitive given the situation.

To your surprise, Addison bursts into a hearty laugh, causing her seat to creak slightly under her immense weight. "Oh honey, it wasn't all just genetics and working out," she confesses with a sly grin. "But let's save that story for later, shall we?" Her suggestive tone leaves little room for interpretation, implying that revealing her secrets might involve some form of physical intimacy between the two of you.

She signals the bartender for a round of drinks. Addison says "I will have a whiskey neat, as big as you can make it, and he will have a Unicorn Kisses cocktail" The bartender writes down the order and leaves. You feel a little confused, but at the same time weirdly turned on by her taking the lead and ordering for you in this way. It was becoming more and more clear that she was the actual "man" between the two of you. This was not the only way in which she seemed to be more man than you though.

After a good while of having an enjoyable conversation where she tells you about her passion for working out and going to the gym. While doing so flexing her muscles several times, which to your surprise hardens your cock each time she does it. Each time you have finished your drink she keeps on ordering different types of cocktails for you and keeps on ordering whiskey for herself. After a while, it also dawns on you the sheer amount of whiskey that she has drunk tonight, which to you seems almost inhuman, even though she does not appear to be particularly drunk.

Suddenly your thoughts are interrupted by the sound of something hitting the floor, just under your table. Addison says "Ah shit, I dropped my phone under the table and I can't get under there, can you try to fetch my phone under the table?"

Without hesitation, you slide in under the table and start looking for the phone, but something else under the table catches your attention.