The young woman with skimpy clothing

As you stare, she turns her head slightly and notices your gaze. You quickly look away, blushing even more. After a moment, you look back at her. When your eyes meet, she walks over to you.

"My name is Milly." When you continue staring blankly, she continues: "Most people would tell me their name right now."

"Of course, sorry, I was lost in thought," you stammer, barely more confidently adding "My name is Lula."

"Funny name. Where are you heading so early in the morning?"

"First day at work."

"That wasn't exactly an answer to where you are going."

"Ah, sorry. I work at Futoy in the industrial park."

The cute blonde squeals with delight and throws her arms around you. "A new coworker!"

While she hugs you, she talks to you. Unfortunately, you don't understand a word, as your cock is developing a life of its own and is slowly but surely getting harder. You try to move your hips away from hers without looking awkward.

It's no use, she notices immediately. "You're one of the new futanaris! We're going to have so much fun at work."

If possible, you blush even more and look away, embarrassed.

She moves her mouth close to your ear and whispers:

"Do you take care of your cock at work, or do we need to find a quiet spot on the subway?"