Choose Maya to decide your assignment

Futanari Fortress, Entrance Courtyard, at 10:17 AM on Monday March 13th, 2024.

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You lift your trembling hand and point weakly at Maya. Your voice comes out as barely a whisper. "Her. Maya."

The three futanari exchange glances. Hana raises an eyebrow. Rei's expression remains clinically neutral. Maya's grin spreads slowly across her face, predatory and triumphant.

"Interesting choice," Rei observes, standing and crossing her arms. "Any particular reason?"

You open your mouth but no words come. What could you possibly say? That you thought she might be ****? That her impatience suggested she'd want to get this over with quickly? The reasons dissolve into incoherence even as you try to form them.

"Doesn't matter," Maya interrupts, stepping forward. She grabs your hair, forcing your head up to meet her eyes. "The slut chose me, so I decide where she goes. And I've been thinking about this since we first grabbed her."

Hana crosses her arms, her cock still semi-hard and glistening. "So? What's your verdict, Lieutenant?"

Maya releases your hair and circles around you slowly, examining your cum-dripping body like a buyer inspecting livestock. "Look at her. Those massive tits, that responsive cunt, the way she cums from practically nothing. And she's submissive as hell - went limp the second we started using her, didn't fight at all."

"Premium material," Rei agrees.

"Fuck no," Maya laughs sharply. "Premium sluts are too protected. They get breaks, medical care, private rooms. They only service eight to twelve clients a day." She crouches beside you, her hand sliding between your thighs to cup your cum-leaking pussy. "This bitch is built for volume work."

Your stomach drops. The sick feeling of dread spreads through your chest even as your traitorous body responds to her touch, your pussy clenching around her invading fingers.

"The barracks," Maya announces, standing. "I'm assigning her as communal fucktoy for the garrison. Fifty soldiers, no time limits, no breaks between uses. Just an endless rotation of cocks filling her holes day and night."

"Bold choice," Hana muses. "Most girls break completely within a week in the barracks."

"Exactly," Maya grins. "And when this one breaks - and she will - she'll be the perfect mindless cumdump. No thoughts, no resistance, just holes that exist to be filled. The garrison's been complaining about the shortage of communal sluts since the last batch got reassigned. This solves that problem."

Rei nods slowly. "The timing works. We can deliver her to Barracks Commander Měi Jiàn within the hour. She'll have her processing paperwork done by this afternoon."

"Processing?" you whisper, the word escaping before you can stop it.

Maya laughs cruelly. "Medical examination, contraceptive removal, fertility enhancement, sensitivity modification. Standard barracks slut prep. They want you pregnant and responsive, not protected and numb. The soldiers pay extra when they can actually breed the communal toys."

Your vision blurs. This can't be happening. You chose wrong. You chose so fucking wrong.

"Get her on her feet," Maya orders. "We're taking her to Měi now."