The water cooler

Best that you take Stephanie's advice and just hydrate. It is hard though.. every futa in in the waiting room is staring. You've never felt so popular.. even in school besides Ashley you don't get that much attention. Futa will fuck just about everything but this feels different. Being wanted means everything to you now. You get water and head back to your seat. After 30mins the door swings open. A sweaty out of breathe futa has barged into the room.

"Hi.. hi... Hi.. I made it right?" She blurts as she catches her breath. She is short even a little bit shorter than you are. Her brown hair is bleached blonde at the front and the part that isn't pulled into a pony tail hangs over her left eye. Your eyes travel down her features to her chest. You can't tell if it's because of her height but her breasts seem to be large b cups held in by a tight sports bra. Her shirt only covers the front and back and the tank top has holes cut from the arm to the belt line. You can't get your eyes off the glorious pale colored side boob.

Stephanie looks up and then back to her paperwork. "Yes. Let's see lyla right?"

"Yup yup that's me," lyla replies this time standing back and proud. "Well was I in time?"

Stephanie sighs before speaking, "yes.. I forgotten how you are.. filming starts in two hours so take a seat."

"So where's the guy?" Lyla peers around as she asks. Her eyes go straight over you. You get a good look at her features. Pale lips with quite a bit of freckles and a button nose. A frown forms on her face as she doesn't find what she was looking for.

"It's that one over there," Stephanie says pointing to you.

Lyla squeals. "Oh but he's barely of age! They don't even let me near ones like this!"

Oh no, as your heart sinks your eyes trace down from her freckles to her chest and settle on the outline of a six inch flaccid uncut cock in yoga pants. Maybe it's because of her height but this too looked abnormally large.

"I'm ganna go get a load off before hand, you'll ping me when it's time for wardrobe right?" Lyla says as she turns back to Stephanie.

"Yeah.. that's my job..." Stephanie replies.

"Great I'm out!" Lyla winks at you and turns on her heels to head to another room.

Waiting for the start just got more ominous. Was lyla a guest? What did she mean let her near me?

A few other futa arrive over the next hour a of which seem to be here for the show. 1hr and 59mins later as the lobby had mostly emptied the door slowly opens. A medium sized futa looking bored wanders in. She is wearing a overly large brimmed hat and a pure white lacey dress. She has an even paler complex than lyla and you can see dark eye liner and black lipstick. She carries only a purse over a shoulder and with every step her massive d cup breaks swing unrestricted.

"Come on beth, you are absolutely late!" Shouts Stephanie as she jumps to her feet. Beth only nods and turns towards the studio. You swear she steals a glance and licks her lips at you. Her dress swishes at the bottom when her first leg takes a step. The dress swishes again right after and the a third time with her back leg. Is your mind playing tricks on you?

As she disappears from sight Stephanie turns to you and points your rolled up contract to the door. "Ok you, it's time head in."