Taking Control-ler

I made my way inside of the school, making sure not to attract any other attention. That, which is nigh impossible, thanks to the fact that I’m now a sheep man with large tits. I should be classified a ‘furry futa’ at this point.

The throng of students and faculty making their way down the hallways gave me a saving grace that the rest of the day might proceed smoothly.

…

Oh, who am I kidding? This ring got me fucked.

Me and Matt were able to make it to our lockers in order to grab our backpack notes and textbooks. I didn’t bring my backpack home with me over the weekend because I was able to finish all the work on Friday so I just ended up playing online videogames with Matt and Erika.

“Sup, fuggos.” Speak of the devil, and she shall appear.

I looked to the voice and saw my female friend Erika walking over to us. She always gravitated to our circle regardless how the other girls tried to bring her over to them. It often came to the way she dressed, always wearing jackets or hoodies with long jeans to cover up her body. It’s often a shame since she has a great body.

She always made sure to style her long brown hair with a dash of green or red or whatever color she decided to add that day. Today she was showing off a purple ribbon she put in the night before.

“Hello, Erika.” I answered in response. “Great to see you too, today.

“Sup, Erika.” Matt followed afterwards.

Erika leaned on the adjoining locker, making sure to cross her arms under her rack in order to show off her C-cup tits. She always did that with us, especially at the beach that one time when she teased us with that two-piece.

On any other day it would have been harmless. Now, thanks to the ring, my perverted mind is going on overdrive.

“Sorry I wasn’t able to play with you guys on Trials of Garnac. My controller would not work for me yesterday.”

“What’s wrong with your controller?” I asked innocently enough. I would fail to see the ring glow with my backpack in hand.

“Oh you know, just couldn’t get the thing to fit inside my ass.”

… shit.

“Did you try lubing it up first?” Matt asked as if that was a completely normal question to ask our platonic friend.

“Yeah, I did. Still just fell right out of me. Thinking I should just go to Gamestop to get a large controller anyway.”

Looks like I just made controllers into dildos by the way they were talking. Or vibrators. Either way, good job me.