Secret dicovered by roommate

One reason Oliver avoids interacting with others is his good "sister," Tsukumo Matsuno,also called Jane. With a "best friend" who understands him better than anyone, why would he need other friends?

In short, possessing the talents of "multiple roots" and "penis transformation," Oliver could have been an undisputed prodigy, a cut above the rest. His parents, a futa couple, crossed the ocean to this prosperous land with such high hopes for him.

Yet, they soon had to work tirelessly to make a living, leaving no time to care for their beloved son. Thus, they enrolled him in the nearest boarding school.

Isolated and helpless children are easy prey for those with ill intentions. Within a month, a teacher began secretly approaching Oliver, imparting bizarre knowledge, such as how males, though unable to truly become futas, could attempt to integrate into their community by following some orders that seemed completely unreasonable.

It happened at one night, in the student dormitory.

"Do you really believe that old guy’s nonsense?"

Jane lay on Oliver’s small belly, hands crossed behind her head, gazing at the ceiling. As a dutiful penis, it was her responsibility to keep her cute little master from straying.

"Um… but the way those classmates look at me is really scary. I feel like there’s still a need to communicate."

While responding, Oliver stole a glance at his roommate, already asleep across the room.

The male students in the class perfectly filled a four-person dormitory, forcing Oliver and Jane to live in a smaller room with another futa,what makes them chat cautiously.

"No need."

Jane rolled over and hugged the other penis—her "good sister."

As a sentient sex organ, Jane was far more mature than Oliver. His first ejaculation had been guided by her. She directed him to caress her body while she flirted with her "sister." Though the other penis lacked a human form, Jane seemed able to hear its thoughts deep within.

The two penises had long agreed: Oliver must never fall into any futanari’s hugs—not even his own parents.

The thought of Oliver’s delicate, tender hands touching a stranger futa’s smelly, filthy penis made Jane break out in a cold sweat and tremble—whether from anger or excitement, she couldn’t tell.

In any case, her little master needed to serve her properly.

Jane’s grand plan proceeded methodically: alienating Oliver from his parents, isolating him from strangers as much as possible, and more.

Her ultimate goal? To make Oliver her obedient pet. After all, who could resist desires from deep within? As a sex organ, she embodied those desires.

"Come on, dear, Today’s daily task isn’t done yet"

Jane kissed the tender glans beside her. Blood rushed in, causing both penises to swell and throb with vitality.

"Um… um, but don’t all penises like vaginas? So… should I still find a girlfriend?"

"Nonsense! What’s so great about those dark, damp flesh holes? Just use your hands to rub me properly~"

Thanks to his family’s meticulous care, Oliver’s skin remained so delicate it could break with a puff—smooth and supple, driving Jane wild.

"Mmm~"

If Jane weren’t seen as a separate entity but as part of Oliver’s body, she might be his strongest, most robust organ.

As his fingers glided over her body, her firm muscle lines tempted Oliver to squeeze them. It was a mystery that always puzzled him—how did Jane build so much muscle?

Whenever he asked, she’d just smile mysteriously and say nothing.

"Gently, gently… These two big balls down here have quite a stockpile~" Jane covered her mouth, slowing the pre-cum’s flow.

Since starting school, the siblings hadn’t had a proper release. For Oliver, with two penises, and the inherently lustful Jane, it was nearly unbearable.

Futanari, a race with greater sexual desire and strength than males, treated males—once a scarce resource—as prime commodities. Exposed males were snapped up by wealthy merchants or politicians as top-tier sex slaves. Even the lowest futa laborers, if lucky enough to find a stray boy, could take him home and do as they pleased.

In essence, males weren’t part of society—not even considered as "humanity".

Despite passing an equal rights bill under conservative pressure, elevating and normalizing male status was a long, arduous journey. In this harsh environment, their desires remained heavily suppressed.

Acting too boldly in public risked "**** buying and selling" incidents—even at school.

Even in the dorm, Oliver had to stay wary of his futa roommate sleeping across from him.

Though Oliver considered secretly relieving himself while his roommate slept, those futanari seemed hypersensitive to semen’s scent.

Not long ago, unable to hold back, Oliver had a nocturnal emission. Waking up, he found his unfamiliar roommate squatting by his bed, staring blankly at his bedding. Terrified, he rushed to shower, scrubbing away all traces before class.

Even then, he drew stares during class and breaks, with futas drifting close—intentionally or not—to savor his scent.

After Jane vetoed buying a cock ring or chastity belt, Oliver could only take her out to "play" properly during holidays.While at school, the only thing he can do is to practice endurance with Jane.

Today, alone in the dorm, an uninvited guest arrived—a teacher tasked with arranging male students’ affairs. She’d long noticed Oliver’s isolation and sought chances to reach him.

"Mrs…"

"Don’t be afraid, child~❤"

She sat by his bed, gently stroking his head.

"Are you scared of talking to your classmates?"

"…Yes."

Tales of futanaris’ atrocities against boys had haunted Oliver since childhood. Especially those from across the ocean—more open than in his homeland—they cast a persistent shadow over him.

"Oh, poor child… There’s no need to fear…"

The teacher patiently shared stories of past students, urging Oliver to connect with his classmates.

"Boys are heaven’s treasures, precious to every futanari. Rest assured, no one will hurt you."

"Um…"

Oliver wrestled with indecision.

"And… the difference between boys and futas isn’t as big as people think. Especially you~"

She whispered in his ear.

Long after she left, Oliver’s mind raced.Jane emerged from his pants, propping her face, gazing helplessly at her not-so-sharp master.

"Please, you don’t actually believe her nonsense, do you?"

"B-but…"

"No buts! Listen: no matter what, you absolutely must not mingle with those dickgirls!"

Jane pointed at his nose, stressing each word.As a seasoned veteran, she knew exactly what futas were plotting.She couldn’t bear seeing her beloved master and brother become their filthy toy.If years of nurturing ended up benefiting someone else, she’d be devastated!

"Fine, fine, I’ll listen."

Of course, Jane didn’t fully grasp the little thoughts swirling in Oliver’s little head.

Which led, soon enough, to events she’d deeply regret—

The next day, during PE class, an urgent Oliver frantically searched for a restroom.

The school’s infrastructure was woefully lacking (for males, at least). Across the vast campus, only four male restrooms existed, and the one by the sports field had a long line.

"Hey! Don’t even think—"

"Can’t hold it!"

Oliver bolted into the empty futa-only restroom nearby, hurriedly relieving his aching bladder.Though his family warned him to avoid futa restrooms, but the teacher came to him yesterday had assured him it was fine.

Thinking no one noticed, he opened the stall door to wash his hands—only to face an unexpected figure.

His roommate.

"…Oliver?"

"…Yes. You know my name?"

"I’m your roommate; of course I do…"

As he quickly washed his hands to leave, a massive **** yanked him back, slamming him against the wall, leaving him dazed.

"…But I never knew you were so bold."

Futanari always towered over boys their age. His wheat-skinned roommate, two heads taller, pinned him to the wall. Her huge breasts sandwiched his head, making breathing tough.Simultaneously, something hard and hot pressed against his abdomen, pulsing like it cheered for its prey.

"Hmmmmm❤ You know? Your sweet scent drives me wild every morning… and now it’s worse"

No wonder she always woke up later… Wait, he needed an escape.

"Oh no, no, no, don’t think about escaping, or I’ll pound you as a rag right here."

She didn’t lower her voice. As a result, the other involver, already enraged, couldn’t take it.

"I’m gonna..., you stinking bitch! Let him go now, hear me?!"

A voice—not deafening but cracking—burst from Oliver’s bulging, wriggling crotch.

"Yo, a little one’s hiding here?"

She effortlessly lifted Oliver with one hand, yanking off his pants with the other.

Furious, Jane’s veins popped, muscles rigid, as she pointed at the roommate’s nose, cursing loudly.

"Oh. So the rumors are true. Boys are heaven’s treasures—buy one, get two free...But this little sister seems disobedient."

Untying her hairband, she subdued the short-armed, flailing Jane, binding her with loops and a pretty bow.

"Now, behave. You’re not my target."

"Nonsense, you idiot! Think I don’t know what you want?!"

Ignoring Jane’s unintelligible curses, the roommate flipped Oliver over, pressing him to the ground, rubbing her jeans’ bulge against his tender bottom.

"Experienced seniors say a boy’s insides beat any enemies—or even a giant futa’s dick. But can your little hole take it?"

"That’s mine, you damn! Only I can—guh!"

"Disturbing is not a good habit, especially you, 'dick-girl' ! "

She tore off a cotton scrap, stuffed Jane’s mouth, and paid her no mind.A lone penis couldn’t protect its master.

The PE class wasn’t even halfway done.

"Phew… finally letting it breathe~❤"

She unzipped her jeans. A dark, thick, veiny stuff sprang out, steaming.

"I just came to change into sportswear, but what a bonus…"

Its purple, goose-egg-sized glans pulsed, the shaft thrusting forward, eager to plunge into its prey.The intense male hormones dizzied Oliver, relaxing his tense body.

"Mmmmmm! (You can’t do this!)"

"Now, let’s test this legendary… um!"

Next moment, everyone notice that, perhaps both Oliver and his roommate underestimated this battle-hardened orifice.

Under Jane’s relentless daily and yearly training, Oliver have no chance to realize that his normal-looked anus already became a world-class glory hole.The moment the robust cock touched his bottom, the delicate hole struck, sucking in the rubbing meat stick.

As the stiff, scalding intruder entered, his intestine—remade into a sex organ—unleashed its full arsenal, pleasing and draining this bold, reckless knight challenging the demon king.

"Ooooooooh—❤❤❤"

No resistance was possible. The dark cock, meant to dominate, became a milk cow for this cunning elf.Like a merciless hand, the long tunnel wrung out every drop—pre-cum, semen, urine—the villi taking it all. Each spurt from the sturdy penis only fueled their hunger, squeezing the tireless rod harder.

No movement was needed from the pair. Oliver’s body was a fully automatic semen squeezing factory; his poor roommate could only press her crotch against him.

"Eh??? Can’t pull out? Let me rest—aaah!"

Even a vigorous futanri couldn’t endure such intense extraction. Endless ejaculation and teasing intervals left her penis and balls stinging—nearly drained dry.With her last strength, she pushed Oliver’s bottom, struggling to escape this extorting hell.

But, as before, they underestimated the orifice’s power.

Just as she nearly pulled out, an itch made Oliver shift subconsciously.

[Pop]

Like a vacuum, the bottomless blackhole sucked the tired and helpless dick deep inside. Rapid friction between villi and groove sent electric pleasure through her, her semen gate bursting open.

Oliver’s abdomen swelled into a small hill.

The roommate? She passed out, collapsing on his back, immobile. Only her penis, still inside, spat small streams of white fluid, defiantly.

"…Hmph."

Jane, once frantic, now calm, freed her hand from the ribbon and removed the cotton.Thick white streams poured from her mouth.

After expelling the filth, she gazed at Oliver’s dazed state, an eerie gleam growing in her eyes.

"What a disgrace, dear brother, How can I trust you out there now? "

"Don't blame on me...But it is time to tighten your collar now."