The hen do

It was one week to the wedding and you were out on a night of partying with your friends, while May went out and did the same with hers. For the occasion, you dressed up in a surprisingly sluttly dress your mom picked out for you, which only seemed to accent your round belly, nearing three months to the due-date where you were confirmed to be giving birth to twins, both futas. Your breasts grew several sizes larger, nearing dad's cup and close to spilling out the straps of the backless dress, which made plenty of sense because you inherited her lactation trait, storing all that milk inside you for people's use.

With your friend Nikki from your old job, who met May only a few days ago. Nikki tried to talk and get to know your future wife, but May only stared at her for a long time with the monocle on. It was a tiny bit awkward bringing the girl that asked you out on a date to the hen do, but since she was one of your best friends it would've been more weird not to invite her along.

Your other friends Charlie and Hilda, other friends to showed to May when they came to pick you up; you then went out in the car and hit the town to party. However with you being so pregnant, that knocked out most venues that served ****. When you tried to enter the clubs, the bouncers refused you, not because you weren't hot but that you were pregnant and couldn't guarantee your or you babies' safety, since **** and rapists tended to congregate in places like there.

Gone to the arcade was a good idea at first, until you realised that you and all your friends were being ogled by every guy there, even hit up several time. The bowling alleys were much the same, with older men constantly staring at your milky breasts, wondering if they could have a taste. The cinema was fun, but didn't have the same excitement as you expected for a hen do.

With many disappointments in the night, you and your friends finally came to a strip club called the "Mare's rod," where it featured exclusively futa strippers that both men and women could enjoy. The bouncers were a bit hesitant at first on seeing my belly, but knowing how much safer it was at the strip joint than any other club, they acquiesced and led you inside. Led to one of the private booths, you and your friends sat on the couch and flicked through a digital menu, which showed the stripper's name, sizes, and traits.

"Ooh, this Cherry sounds like a good pick, flexible and red-haired," Hilda said as she fanned her chest in mock thirst.

"Yeah, but this Queen sounds like an utter amazon, with her muscles and olive skin, all the way from Salvador," Charlie giggled and sighed, dreamy eyes on the name.

"Personally, I think Natasha is a good pick, blonde with a nice ass and really tall," Nikki licked her lips and patted her chest, before looking to you. "Who do you think we should go for?"

Looking through the menu, there were many different choice to go for, and all seemed appealing in their own way, even this girl called Raven, a popular dark-haired girl with huge tits, a great ass and figure, and a massive cock, she sounded special, and you wanted to give her a try last if you could.