The only shy Futa

Looking up you see a mountain of muscles. Wearing a white sports tank top that barely contained her massive breasts, black leggings with an outline the size of your forearm, this blonde Futa stood a head taller than all the others, and with such broad muscular soldiers she was twice as wide as some.

“Um... hi cutie. I’m Sarah. Glad I get to partner with you, like really really glad.” She said with a bright blush, fidgeting as she said it. Was she bashful? That was certainly unique in this setting, and contrasted her dominant physique. But... maybe you could take advantage.

You pat the chair next to you, indicating for her to sit with you as you respond “Glad to have you too! So do you have an idea on our presentation for the class?”

“Oh noo,” she responds. “I normally just do whatever my partner wants. Most are so cumdrunk they just wanna fuck in front of everyone, and that’s what a lot of the other groups are gonna do. We won’t get an A or anything, but, up, well with a cutie like you as the center attraction we might.”

She seems to blush at the thought of getting to fuck you. Hmmm... maybe you could use this to your advantage. You could just go up and fuck on stage, but then you’d certainly get cum in you and lose. You could also use this muscle Futas shyness to take charge, maybe in a way you could both pass and not turn cumdrunk...