It does

The next day passes with a blurr. Everytime you think about the lockin your chest tightens and heart screams to be let out. Even you dont know if this is stree, panic, or excitement. With a blink time in the car with your mom passes and you pull up to a large cabin in the woods. On the way to it you were distracted by your forbidden knowledge to appreciate the huge trees surrounding the tight single car backroad lanes. This cabin, however, makes the trees seem small. The iconic brown stained wood looks new adjacent to the old trees. Exposed pillars and beams, a classic cabin rustic style, hold up four stories. Tall and narrow it overlooks a large cliffside that has spectacular views. Hard to remember that this was all a trap with that view, this place must of cost a fortune. A peaked roof and glass to the outside leaves most of the house visible from the rough gravel driveway, you assume the cliffside must be the same.

You gingerly exit the car and grab your bags. A sign outside reads, "welcome boys to the fantasy cabin." Only you knew what that really means. Lisa pushes the door open to a bright entrance, stacks of shoes, heels and boots scatter the right side while snacks of every flavor line the other.

"Are there assigned rooms?" You ask your mother. It has dawned on you that prehaps each of the mature futa had preselected a target. You desperately want to know who picked you.

"Oh no well.." you see her ponder revealing more information. As she thinks a futa turns the corner. "Oh Samantha hi!" The two embrace for a cheek kiss.

Samantha Sinfast is an older futa but a baffling stunning one. An unbuttoned light collared blue shirt rests weakly on her shoulders while her two large breasts sit in a tiny striped bikini exposed. A matching mini skirt and tight black leggings barely covers much at all. Her short dark banged hair sways with large gold hoop earings as she embraces your mother. Her entire style for the night didnt say sleepover with friends, it was more clearly looking for sexual prey.

"Lisa thank you for coming, last but not least." Samantha held out a box, inside you see cell phones and keys.

Lisa drops both her phone and keys inside, "sorry sorry, were here must you take my phone?"

"Sorry lisa those are the rules we decided on, noone leaves once the door locks," samanatha clicks the door to indicate a lock,"and no outside contact." She leans in close and you catch a little of her whisper, "you can mark ones you like but there is no guarentee unless you seal the deal. Ring the little bell in any room if you do, lets the rest of us know."

"Thanks sammy, yeah that all checks out." Her voice returns to a normal volumn, "doug why dont you go see the other boys, im going to catch up with the moms." As Samantha leads lisa away you kneel down to untie your shoes. Your eyes raise to notice two feet, well toned calfs, thick thighs and a bulging outline of a thick futa cock in tights. With a blush you quickly jump to your feet. Standing there is Mrs. Sinfast.

"Sorry doug," her face breaks into a smirk, "sometimes i forget how arousing someone like you on their knees can be. If you want to get this whole party started early, come find me. Ive never been a patient gal."

You watch the swaying hips of samantha walk back in the direction of your mother. Did she double back just to say that? It would be weird if you didnt know her end goal.