You aren’t so lucky

A lot of the crowd starts to get up, but very few are leaving for the exits. You turn to look at the center of the auditorium and realize why.

Almost every non-Futa that was not near the edges seems to have started stripping themselves during the dean’s speech, and have thrown themselves onto any and all Futa nearby. An orgy had begun in the middle of the auditorium, with Futas bending their prey over anything they could, doubling and tripling up wherever they can. The sounds of sex increased, with groups of five or more Futa circling and sharing each man or woman. Your jaw drops, as even those that looked extremely nervous just a few minutes ago were moaning and gasping like wanton sluts on the many Futa cocks.

You aren’t sure why, but you feel an urge to join in, to be used as much as your body could take. The thought disturbed you, why would anyone want that? But it doesn’t go away, and you soon find yourself rubbing your cock through your shorts watching the carnal display

Nearby you hear two Futas laughing “well what did they expect, so much pheromones concentrated in one room? Those sluts got such a high dose they literally threw themselves on the nearest cocks.”

“Yea, lucky ones got them in the middle. Let’s see who we can pick off on the edges...”

You look around, and see any non-Futas who weren’t in the middle were being round up and encircled themselves, some on their own and some in small groups. You see the exit just a few yards away, and think you haven’t been noticed yet...