Sophitia (Futa)

Sophitia couldn't begin to express her gratitude toward her sister Cassandra. This week had been a tireless one for her. Not only had the family bakery been keeping her busy, but the tasks that the gods asked of her proved to be strenuous. She would never complain outright, as it was her duty, but she would be lying if she said she wasn't a little more than fed up and done with these missions. Nothing brought her more joy than helping and saving others, so those were the missions she cherished accomplishing. However, the gods began to take advantage of Sophitia's loyalty and selflessness and asking her for ridiculous tasks, such as retrieving rare armor parts to adorn Hephaestus in so that he may be allowed in Olympus once more. If someone questioned Sophitia why she was decorating the Hephaestus statue in the temple, she need only tell them that the god requested the parts for them to understand.

Fortunately for her, Hephaestus must have realized his requests beginning to wear her down, as he allowed her a week long rest unless there was an urgent matter to be tended to. With that and her dear sister Cassandra offering to assist Lucius with the bakery, she had time to herself. Now she was resting in her private bath, eyes closed as she thrived in the steaming water. It was almost magical how amazing it felt on her already silky smooth skin, as if every time it entered her pores she had an awakening. Considering the stress she was experiencing this past week, the magical feeling made her feel almost as if the water was blessed by the gods themselves.

There were two reasons why she opted for her private bath instead of the public town bath. First off, there were people in the public path. All kinds of people. So there was no doubt that some would bother her or try to talk with her, but all she wanted was peace and quiet. The second reason was more... unique. Sophitia was highly regarded as her town's most beautiful woman, so that already centered attention on her as is. What no one else besides a select few knew though is that she wasn't just any woman. Despite her seemingly being a hundred percent female, below the belt she did not have the same sex organ as other women. Instead she had a penis down there, as well as balls. Not to mention, she wasn't small by any means. As a matter of fact, she boasted the largest cock in her town as far as she knew, what with it being a full 12 inches in length and even thicker than her sword's hilt. The only reason she was able to keep it hidden was thankfully because it was rather small when she wasn't erect. Thanks to being dipped in warm water tho, the sensations caused it to stand at full mast. If anyone saw that in the public bath, surely it would cause an uproar and leave her with no rest.

So instead she was in her private home bath, letting go of all of her stress in the mystical waters that helped her relax. Sighing and humming to herself, she sunk deeper into the water until the rest of her was submerged except for her eyes and above. Moments like these were rare for the holy warrior, so she took full advantage of them whenever the opportunity arose. While there were other ways she could spend her time later, this was the best option to calm down and find peace.

Sophitia's mind wandered to the many men trying to court her. Most of them were cute and some didn't display much hubris, so she would consider some. A lot of them however were the typical alpha males that Sophitia felt would be too controlling. She uttered a muffled giggle as she pictured their reactions to her "tool" once they got her in bed. Surely they'd say some harmful things, but Sophitia knew that the male ego could be fractured easily when it came to the alpha types. Perhaps some men would be open to the idea of submitting once they saw how much bigger she was than them. That thought pleased her, the idea of such strong men worshipping her shaft like common whores. She was also privy to women indulging in her special tool.

The more she thought on this, the more her mind drifted to lewd, unholy thoughts. Thoughts of ramming her cock into the tight holes of men she convinced to sleep with her. Thoughts of sliding her member between the divine breasts of the lovely women of her hometown. All these dirty images etched in her head, her hands wandered up her curvaceous body, settling on one of her double D cup breasts. Whilst that hand sunk its fingers into the soft flesh of her mounds, the other slid down her belly until it stopped at her cock. Wrapping her nimble fingers around the veiny shaft, she started a slow but steady rhythm. Pumping her delicate hand up and down her already wet length, a soft moan escaped her lips from the slick sensation. Feeling this warm water engulfing her member only made her long for a warm, wet hole around it. Soon she picked up pace and was vigorously jerking her cock while simultaneously teasing her rosy nipples. The splash of the water as her fingers glided along her engorged member and her gradually louder moans were the only audible sounds in the room as she masturbated furiously.

The sensation of her wet, slick palms rubbing up and down along her cock grew to be more pleasurable than Sophitia had anticipated. A glob of thick pre cum oozed from the pink tip, drizzling down the shaft and lubricating it. Biting her lip and throwing her head back, she jerked her cock even faster, gently squeezing down around it. All the while, she never stopped fondling her breasts, switching her hand from one to the other. Her mind started going numb with pleasure and it felt as though electricity spread through her body, eliciting small gasps from her. Hands groping her lewd parts of her body, everything around her ceased to exist, her sole focus to bring herself to a climax.

That is, until she was interrupted by tapping at her door.

Instantly her demeanor changed. A heat flushed across her face, creating a blush. She jumped, startled by the sudden noise. Whoever was on the other side probably heard the loud splashing and found it humorous. Attempting to regain her posture, she sat up in the bath. "Excuse me. Who is it?" She uttered in her polite tone.

"Sorry if I startled you, Sophitia. Mind if I come in?"

Even though they did not answer her question, she could tell who it was by the voice. It was her old friend, the kunoichi Taki.