Reba stays with the survivors

Reba showed Dame out of the compound, but declined to join her. She knew that her place was here with her survivors. She was responsible for them, each and every one. She had long protected them staving off corruption. Now it was time for her to rectify her mistakes by personally corrupting her flock. Could she really be blamed for her misdeeds? She had not known what she was denying them. In any event she now knew that she would do anything she could to corrupt survivors. But she had history with these survivors her survivors. She knew them personally, their strengths and weaknesses. And she owed it to them to make their corruptions as pleasurable as possible.

Of course her wife had to be first. Sasha had been at her side through thick and thin always faithful. What a waste! She’d teach Sasha to share her body with as many survivors and Futa as possible. Thinking about her wife fucking and getting fucked by a legion of Futa had her dick so hard, she just had to stroke herself and soon she was blowing a huge load of cum all over the door. She giggled to herself, looks like this exit was for Futa only now. Well maybe if they were wearing hand protection... Wait! She just had a great idea!

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Reba awoke Sasha with a gentle stroke on the cheek. Sasha lifted her head and saw a silhouette moving for the door. “Robert?” she called “What are you doing?” Reba flicked on the lights and turned to her wife. “I’m sorry Sasha I didn’t mean to wake you, this is goodbye.” Sasha looked over the figure the woman looked a bit like Robert, she was wearing Robert’s clothes, then she saw the bulge at the crotch and screamed. When she had calmed down enough to talk Reba explained her predicament. She wasn’t sure how, but it seemed like she’d been corrupted, maybe it was a side effect of the vaccine Dame had given her. She didn’t feel like a horny little slut (lies!), but she didn’t want to take any chances. She’d planned to leave in the middle of the night to protect everyone else. A letter she’d placed at the foot of Sasha’s bed explained the same thing. The two tearfully embraced.

Sasha: I don’t want you to go Robert, I can’t lose you too!

Robert/Reba: I have to go. I have to protect you and everyone else.

They argued for awhile, Reba determined to leave and Sasha determined to keep her husband. The two hugged each other tightly and Sasha couldn’t help but notice as her pussy grew wet with desire. Out of the blue she had a crazy idea, maybe crazy enough to work. “Fuck me.” she said.

Reba: What?!

Sasha: Fuck me. It’s the only way to know. If you’re clean I won’t change and...

She didn’t explore the alternative. “At least we’ll be together.” she finished quietly. Reba internally sqeualed with delight, but she maintained her charade. “Absolutely not! I can’t risk it, not with you, not with anyone.” Sasha persisted as Reba knew that she would. She asked almost shyly “Is that really what you want Sasha?” Sasha gulped and nodded “Yes, Robert I want to be with you come what may.” She peeled her night shirt off letting her breasts free all she wore were plain cotton panties. Reba slid into the bed with her wife “I think you should know Sasha, it’s bigger than it used to be.” Sasha’s pussy spread wider, she could feel a deep dick shaped desire growing deep inside. In some weird fucked up way she was hornier than she’d been in a long time. Then again she’d never seen or heard of a woman being fucked by a Futa and not enjoying herself immensely. Could it really be that good? Would she be the first woman to find out without being changed? Just how big was Robert now? She was about to get some answers.

Reba stripped out of her clothes and rubbed her naked body up against Sasha. She could feel Sasha’s arousal, the poor feminine body was begging for her fat Futa cock! She was beyond holding back. Sasha’s panties were brushed to the side and Reba’s long thick cock invaded the wet and wanting pussy. Sasha moaned “Oh fuck Robert!” Reba smiled wide as she spread Sasha’s legs draping one over a shoulder as she rose to her knees and began slow rhythmic thrusts. “It’s Reba, ready to join me as another big cock Futa bitch?” Sasha moaned as the big cock brought her to another orgasm “R-R-Reba?!” She felt sick to her stomach, actually scratch that. She felt like her stomach was full of hot hard delicious cock. So full! She came again and again and again. Robert had never fucked her like this...

Reba’s Futa cock punished her pussy with pleasure. Overwhelming orgasms chased each other through her body like tides breaking against her brain one after another. Oh God! She’d thought being with a Futa would be good, but she hadn’t been ready for this. Nobody could be ready for this. Nobody could resist this pleasure. She needed more Robert? Reba? It didn’t matter anymore. She did the only thing she could do, she wrapped her legs tightly around her Futa husband and when she was able to speak again she called out “Fill me up!”

Reba couldn’t resist the sweet invitation she came right away flooding Sasha’s womb with her Futa cum. There was no resistance, Sasha’s tiny frame quickly developed a more pronounced hourglass shape with huge tits and a rock hard dick under them.

Pictured - Bimba Barcelona