Helping the Futas - The Psychiatrist

I joined every Futa hating organization I could find. Everyone I dealt with went on my list. But true to form my handler didn’t want to spend her time taking down every anti that I could find. She was selective, discerning you might say. She chose her conquests with great care preferring to knock out a few key support beams that would send the opposition into disarray.

I wound up at the campus psychiatrist more by luck than anything else. A friend I’d made in the anti community had a meeting with her on a day when we were hanging out. While I was walking him over he said a lot about how great she was and how she helped him cope with The Futa Situation. That got me interested, but I played it cool. He introduced me to her and because of that I was able to book an appointment.

She made me nervous when we talked. I’m still not sure if she saw straight through me. It felt that way for sure! I said the things I think she needed to hear, how being a guy in an increasingly Futa world was getting me down. I told her about the organizations I was involved in. I even told her about what happened with the AFL. Did she know it was all lies; that I was working for the Futa’s helping them, guiding their irresistible cocks into select asses and pussies? Did she see that I might be guiding a Futa cock into her?! She seemed so distant, cold analytical! I felt powerless not in the good sexy way a Futa makes me feel powerless. That feeling made me want to get her corrupted more than anything else!

None of that ended up mattering though. Not when she revealed how much she did to support the anti organizations. Financial, moral, administrative, IT name a way a person can support something and she was doing it for the antis. She’d done so much! But she made her mistake when she tried to recruit me. I accepted her offer of course. I also reported her that same night. My handler told me to play along. I did and after a couple of weeks that seemed to last forever my handler was finally satisfied that the psychiatrist was her whale. She did what she does so well, she reeled in that big fish.

She didn’t tell me when she made her move, not that she has to tell me anything. But I didn’t learn about it until my next appointment. The psychiatrist was different she felt a lot more approachable, I was drawn to her. I didn’t get it until her coat came off and her legs spread.

Areeya

She had become a Futa!
I was still staring at her sexy body when her soft hands started to rub my chest “I hear I have you to thank for this. Now I want you to tell me your dirtiest fantasy and then we’ll make it come true♥”

She’s very thorough!
Her treatments are exquisite!
I’d suggest her to anyone without reservations.
She guhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!

She doesn’t go in for the anti stuff anymore, but she’s still a psychiatrist. Now she helps people change with the times, as she’s fond of saying “The future is Futa!” It’s a big change for many of her clients, but she is so very talented at bringing people around.