Flauros

The world has changed. Every day, bustlines inch forwards, cleavages grow deeper, and the aching need to titfuck swells ever larger. As more and more men sink into the cleavages of cruel TitMistresses, one question lies on everyone's lips: Is there any escape from the Pillowy Prison?

Whenever you’re on Lindyvale campus, listen carefully. As the dusk seeps in and after watching the shame-eyed Lindyvale girls scurry back to their dorms, you might hear repeated slaps of hand against rubber; cries of pleasure drowned out by the hypocritical whines spilling from common room windows; voices arguing on the evening air, carrying that singular curse: ‘wank’—now whispered, but soon threading its way into every conversation. Listen carefully to this tale of futanari corruption and you might even hear the starting beats of the new dawn chorus….