Your childhood friend

You have to look again to make sure you’re not imagining things. It’s your childhood best friend, Reina.

As a somewhat plain-looking girl with straight brown hair and a modest figure, she isn’t what most people would expect for an offering. But your village agreed that she would be the best female offering because of her demeanor. She’s always been upbeat, eager to please, and downright adorable.

Except today, you can see how nervous she is. A casual observer would probably only see a beaming, charming smile, but you’ve known her for years. You recognize the subtle twitch at the corners of her lips, and the way she points her toes inwards. She’s feeling at least as anxious about the selection as you are.

{if Owner = 1}Glansa{else}Your owner{endif} approaches Reina with you in tow. Reina sees her first, eyes wide with anticipation flavored with a dash of fear, but eventually she notices you, too. She relaxes a little bit, though she’s also clearly just as embarrassed to see you in the nude as you are her.

{if Owner = 1}

Glansa assesses Reina with the practiced, calculating gaze of a merchant examining wares. Her plump lips purse thoughtfully, and the corners of her mouth turn up slightly. She gently starts to trace her fingers over Reina’s body, eliciting soft gasps and moans from her. You’re left to watch helplessly as your friend gets worked over the same way you were just moments before.

Eventually, Glansa’s touches become bolder. She cups Reina’s small breasts, flicking the nipples and chuckling appreciatively at Reina’s shy reaction. Her fingers wander lower, and she tests both of Reina’s lower entrances. Reina handles that part much better than you did, not requiring any instructions to relax and allow the futa to probe her depths, though she squeals gently every time Glansa pushes a little deeper.

{else}

The futa examines Reina closely. At first she only looks, but eventually her hands reach out and probe your friend’s body, testing her sensitivity and reactions. Apparently, she likes what she sees.

{endif}

You squirm a little bit as you watch Reina’s examination. You’re not entirely sure how it ought to make you feel. On the one hand, she’s been almost like a sister to you your whole life. On the other, you can’t deny that you’ve considered whether you might want to be more than friends. Either way, watching her get worked over by someone far above you in station in preparation to potentially claim her as her property puts an uncomfortable knot in your stomach.

{if Owner = 1}

Finally, Glansa finishes and stares at Reina again. “Well, you are certainly delightfully charming, girl. How many times have you been with a futanari?”

{else}

Your owner finally finishes her examination. “How many times have you been with a futanari, girl?” she asks.

{endif}

Reina blushes. “Um… just once, on my 18th birthday, as is tradition. That was only last year.”

You remember that. Only a select few women are born with the ability to birth futanari. To find those gifted women, every woman in the kingdom is be visited by a futa on the evening of the day she becomes an adult and gets impregnated. She will be visited again every five years, and any woman who births a futa will be taken to Shemal to become a broodmother.

Reina, of course, hadn’t mothered a futa. The child, a boy, was raised communally by the village, as were all futa-fathered children, with a stipend being sent regularly to pay for their care. Reina wasn’t required to participate in raising the child, but she would regularly come to play with him. You suspect that the hardest part for her about being chosen as an offering was having to leave him behind.

{if Owner = 1}

Glansa taps her chin thoughtfully, and finally nods. “You’re a fine young woman, pet. A bit plain-looking, but I get to have plenty of exotic beauties on my travels. You have something much rarer: A sweet innocence combined with loyal obedience. I’ve traveled far and wide, but such ideal traits can only be found here in Futallion.”

{else}

The futanari grins. “You should make a decent cocksleeve. I’ll take you as my second, girl.”

{endif}

You and Reina meet each others’ eyes. As much as you’d love to not be separated from her, you’d likely have to be in the room when your new owner… used her. You’re not certain you can handle that.

“Um… There’s something you should know.” you finally say. “Reina and I know each other. We’re old friends - practically siblings. It might make things…”

{if Owner = 1}

Glansa claps her hands together, a wide grin on her face. “Why, that’s delightful! How adorable would that be, to have two childhood friends worshipping my cocks together? That settles it, I simply must have you both.”

{else}

Your owner waves her hand dismissively. “That makes no difference to me. You’ll have to work out your personal feelings about it on your own.”

{endif}

Well, that’s that. You give a resigned shrug to Reina, who mirrors your embarrassed face. The two of you follow along, your shared mistress ready to take you both to your new home.