Just a night in L.A

You jump to the side and look over to see a young woman in her car, staring across her dashboard at your stomach while gripping her steering wheel, seemingly oblivious to the the fact that she almost blindsided you.

You look down to see what she's staring at and finally notice that your cock is in full view. Not for the first time, you feel lucky that this is L.A. Most people around you don't even bat their eyes twice at the near fatal car accident, since most of their eyes were still on your thick, pre-cum dripping, futa cock.

You shrug and continue walking, this not being the first time you were almost hit by a car, you take it as a compliment. Still, you try to tuck your cock away. It's an effort in futility and as you get handsy with your cock you feel yourself getting just one look too many.

You're used to being looked at because of your height, being tall even for a futa, plus you're pretty brazen and comfortable with your exhibitionist nature, but even you get a little uncomfortable with the attention your cock is getting. Must have been a lot of women and Betas out tonight.

Thankfully you realize you're pretty near to where Blaire lives, and turn into an alleyway that you can use as a shortcut. As you keep walking, your erection goes down a little.

A single rat scurrying behind a trash bin, and a group of shady figures grouped up at the exit caught your attention.

They're clearly up to something.