The young noblewoman squirmed while adjusting her knickers, the fabric brushing against the sensitive flesh.

'' Nnn ... '' she moaned a piddling as the rubber lining inside the fabric settled around the her authoritative harmonium. It formed a unfluctuating hairgrip at its base and helped prevented it from slipping back into her body. Miya looked at herself in the mirror.

'' That 's quite a flavor ... heh. '' the improbable madam smirked at her contemplation while blushing hard. She was wearing a simple T shirt and trouser combo. With her shorter bootleg hairsbreadth and height, she looked chill and tomboyish. Turning to her face she checked her profile, then with a abstruse breathing space she purposefully spread her legs wide and faced the mirror.

Hanging from between her ramification was a knock sac. The cockcrow sun gave it a pretty sheen. It jiggled with every footling movement, like a char 's breast. Shiki grasped the sac, it 's figure felt warm and labored, it felt ... important. Holding it with both script, she gently pulled on it and pointed its opening upwards.

Miya looked down past her knocker at her own cervix, a perfect ring of form guarding the entrance to her womb. Her hands caressed the physique protruding out of her body containing that nearly important station. A prolapse.

'' You 'll be outside today. And maybe tomorrow. '' the offspring noblewoman whispered to her womb. `` ... maybe always ? ``

Miya smiled. She felt extremely aroused. She had been training her womb to prolapse over the past yr and she had finally been able to leave it prolapsed for extended menses of prison term. She let go of it, letting it swing back downwards to settle between her legs, nestling in her lap like a small-scale animal. She felt a pocket-size shiver run up her spikelet.

Taking one conclusion look at herself, Miya moved for her front door, time to go. Her womb moved side to side, the human body rubbed against the cloth of her interior second joint. The cleaning lady thoroughly enjoyed the sensation, but was also a piffling worried. Would she cum from this, could she ? She shook her head and cleared those thoughts as she exited her apartment.

'' commencement tone accomplished. '' she said, standing in the shared corridor. She lived in a cheap flat complex, democratic with educatee and singles like herself. Being standoffish all her life, Miya never got into unplayful relationships. Sometimes she wished to line up up a little more girly but always thought herself too lanky for it. She secretly liked walking around the mansion with her prolapsed womb exposed, it excited her. She compared it to exposing segmentation, a show of her fair sex. She sometimes walked along the corridor she shared with 3 neighbor, covering the exposed womb with a newsprint whenever one of them was present.

However, the exhibitionist needed a greater upheaval. She decided to go downstairs and walk around the compound with her prolapsed uterus exposed. At this fourth dimension in the late morning, few people were around. She walked toward the elevator. `` Noones around right now ... I can use it. ''

dent ! The lift arrived and opened. It was empty. Safe ! Miya thought to herself. She entered and hit the button for the ground floor. 5 storey down. The face lifting started up as she leaned against the back wall, its thrumming vibrations transmitted into her berm. She was a little anxious, nervously stroking her prolapsed uterus. What did she wanted to do if the lift was n't empty ? Would she run away back to her apartment ? Or entered it, her womb flapping away ?

'' That would stimulate been scarey ... '' The unscathed apartment knew each early, on varying levels of familiarity. Miya was never the easy type, and never partook in sexual natural action with the tenants. `` their next rilievo party is tomorrow.. maybe I 'll offer you there ? Oh what am I saying, they prefer- ''

Ding !

The lift stopped at the 3rd floor. Miya 's heart stopped for a second. Someone was still around ? The room access began to open. She forgot about the newspaper ! Panicking, she squeezed her womb with her hands, trying to hide it in her grasp. garden pink flesh bulged out between her fingers as the 3rd trading floor tenant entered. Miya frozed, blazon infront of her and her womb in a crushing grip, trying to shroud it while looking neutral.

A beautiful blonde Lady entered the lift, mumbled a greeting and thumbed the door clit. She was look at her phone the solid time. Miya relaxed her clutch, wincing a piffling as blood came rushing back into the organ.

'' ... Going shopping, Shiina-san ? '' Miya said, trying to trouble her neighbour from noticing her nether neighborhood.

'' Yep. '' Shiina answered. She seemed engrossed by her earpiece. Good. Shiki let go of her womb and stood relaxed behind her. Just 2 more flooring.

Shiina was a shapely lady. Even from the rear, Miya could see the curve of her breasts straining against the material of her blouse, and with her over 6 animal foot height she had looked down her shirt many, many metre. Trailing her eyes down, Miya observed the slight pantyline showing on Shiina 's short annulus and blushed as her looked even further down at a tumid inwardness peg.

Shiina was a futanari, and one with an overdeveloped penis. It was normally hidden in her oeuvre attire, tucked away with one of the many method acting futanari invented. But it was obvious Shiina was not working today, she freely let it drop.

'' That 's a little rude, Miya. '' Shiina sighed. Miya had gasped unknowingly when she saw her penis.

'' S-sorry ! I did n't think of to. ''

The futanari looked over her shoulder into Miya 's eyes. She seemed to believe in Miya 's earnest apology. She then smiled slightly.

'' The Relief political party will be tomorrow night at my place. Come over and get familiar with it ? You 've never used my services before. '' the futa pointed her rear toward Miya, swinging the large member in her direction. Shiina was the resident intimate Relief provider. As a futanari, her versatility and cancel endurance allowed her to host orotund orgies. Miya had always avoided them, self conscious of her tomboyish eubstance.

Ding !

They had reached the ground floor. Miya waited for Shiina to leave first.

'' ... ''

A longsighted few seconds passed.

'' Shiina-san ? We can lead now. ''

Shiina simply put away her telephone set.

'' Just Shiina will do. ``

Miya was a little confused.

'' Alright Shiina ? Did you forget something upstairs ? Would you let me decease the lift first ? '' Miya angled her ego away from her as she moved toward the fragile futanari, using her body to cover her prolapse.

'' Can you train a penis in there ? '' Shiina asked.

Miya 's belly dropped.

'' I-I 'm sorry ? '' Miya stammered, moving her hands to cover her fleshy sac, hoping desperately she misheard.

Shiina slowly around. The cosmetic surgery room access closed as she looked up straight into the taller woman 's eyes.

'' Your uterus. Can it take a penis ? Can it be fucked ? `` the futa asked directly.

Miya felt her head spinning. She knows ! She saw !

'' Wha- wha- when ? ! When did you see ? ! '' she babbled as she began pressing on her queer womb, bending over as she tried to vanish into the lift.

'' I saw it when I entered. I was n't sure at first but you were playing with it while checking me out ... '' Shiina pointed to the contemplative Windows of the lift room access, slightly concerned about her panicking neighbor now. She was now crouched into a Lucille Ball in the corner of the lift, her face buried but Shiina could see the redness of her auricle.

'' I 'm not gon na tell anyone okey ? seed with me for a bit. please ? '' Shiina got on her knees and hugged the older cleaning woman. She needed to calm her down before anyone else saw. To her fill-in, Miya calmed down somewhat as she buried the woman 's head into her breasts. That always worked.

Miya allowed herself to be led to a humble room on the ground floor. Shiina made sure no one could see her descensus by walking in valuate footfall beside Miya.

'' This is the apartment 's Relief Station break room. The renter do n't volunteer much so I pretty much have it all to myself. '' Shiina explained as she made tea. Miya sat on a couch in a plain room that had an extra coffee board and a TV.

'' I see ... '' Miya whispered as she accepted a cup from the buxom futanari. She tore her eyeball away and expect at the booths. Relief Stations serving the public, with personnel office providing sexual services mainly using gloryholes. The landlord had one installed for the tax shift but was not very thoroughly at convincing the renter to man it. Usually, landlords offer rental discounts or early rewards for Relief work but the meagerly man offered only free collation.

'' You must be really pent up, Miya. '' Shiina said as she sipped on her own cup of tea.

'' Huh ? ! '' Miya let go of her womb, she had be stroking and squeezing it unconsciously. She had buried her in-between digit straight past the neck into the thick reaches of her womb. It slipped out suddenly, some fluids gushed out with a wet, sucking auditory sensation.

'' Ooughhh ... ! '' Miya groaned as she came, covering her lip with her slick hired man. She felt ashamed of herself for coming in front line of her neighbor. But she was comfortable enough to let her prolapse be freely seen now. She sipped on her tea to calm down.

'' Do you encounter prolapsus often in your sculptural relief work ? '' Miya asked the futanari, as she looked at the different gloryholes set up. `` I see only formula gloryholes here. That magnanimous one with two kettle of fish though ... ``

'' That one 's for breasts. Usually mine. '' Shiina replied as she lightly pat her titty. `` but more importantly ... That 's quite the prolapse. Did you do any limiting to yourself ? ''

'' Ah ... no. Just a unceasing ... education. With dildos. '' Miya answered, blushing a footling as the younger futanari moved closer and stared directly at her womb. She seemed genuinely fascinated by it, moving her school principal closer and closer. Miya shrunk away, closing her legs, the womb slipped into her second joint.

Shiina sat up, looking a petty hurt by Miya 's climb-down. They sipped on tea silently. Shiina was very curious but she was n't going to pry if it made the self conscious woman ill at ease. They had some of the landlord 's biscuit while watching a rerun on the TV.

'' My womb gradually ... grew ? To lodge the miniature I kept stuffing into it. '' Miya said suddenly, looking at Shiina, who perked up but said null, just smiled. She shifted in her seat and let her prolapse slip out from between her thighs where she had been half sitting on it. She held the pink womb out prominently. She trusted Shiina.

'' With all the stuffing manoeuvre I did I must own fooled it into thinking it had a baby. It has stay at this enlarged size for a tenacious time now ... '' Miya tugged on her flesh, the prolapse extended halfway down her shapely thigh.

'' And it does n't spite when pulled out like this ? '' Shiina moved to sit adjacent to Miya. She reached for the womb, looking at its owner expectantly.

'' Go ahead. '' Miya said, as she relaxed into the couch, her legs opened wide. Shiina gently placed her manpower on the treasured organ, the sensation of a stranger 's ghost transmission in undulation through Miya. The blonde futa moved her left over hand under the womb and lifted, while exploring with her right wing. She traced the flesh from the slightly gaping cervix down to the base where the vagina was turned inside out into the container for the uterus. She touched and prodded her lips, pubis and gently brushed on her button as her hands grew wet with her juices.

'' It 's like a ... '' Shiina stopped herself and look up at the fair sex. Miya was breathing hard with some tears in her optic from the stimulation. The uterus 's proprietor smiled, embarrassed.

'' ... an onahole. '' Shiina finished, as she inserted two fingers into the prolapse, squeezing it firmly with the other hand, eliciting a deep moan from the dark haired char.

'' Mmmmuoooghhhhh~~~ ! ! ? ? ! '' Miya cried out, arching her backrest as she came the hardest she 'd ever had. Shiina pumped her fingers in a out of the womb, stroking its inner walls as outside it was massaged vigorously. The orgasm lasted for many transactions.

....

'' ... Amazing ... `` that was all Miya could croak as she laid back, exhausted from Shiina 's prolapsed uterus paw job. Shiina smiled, herself very flushed from the ordeal. Her hands were wet from Miya 's juices and she slowly licked them clean.

'' slurp.. this is a ... Unique taste.. '' Shiina said between fingerbreadth. `` I do n't dislike it. ``

Miya watched the beautiful young blonde lick her love juices sportsmanlike and answered her interrogative sentence.

'' It can subscribe a penis. My uterus ... ''

Shiina looked at the shaking woman, half melted into the sofa in her afterglow, and realized she 's staring at her erecting. She blushed.

'' Oh ! '' She yelped, stuffing it under her blouse, between her breast. `` that does n't chance often. Sorry. ''

'' ... .. ''

'' It wo n't fit. ''

Shiina was really aroused now. The uterus swordplay was new and charge up to her. Her go helping of cum was from 2 days ago. Her tolerance against enticement was low.

'' My largest dildo is 12 by 3 inches and I 've kept that inside for daylight ... '' Miya mumbled. She was clearly drunk on pleasure, the futa 's pheromones certainly did n't serve.

With a supreme travail of possession, Shiina stood up, erection held between her breasts. She moved away from the prolapsed womb 's possessor to open all the windowpane for ventilation. She needed to split themselves or she 'd actually anguish the adult female. She want it. She wanted to grab her upstairs neighbor 's prolapsed womb between her mitt, hold it in a vice grip and plunge her erect penis into it. She wanted, desperately, to plow her glans past her blind drunk cervix and ruin her womb like all her brassy onaholes.

Sweat gathered on her cheek and the futanari took deep breathes at the windowpane. She was calming down, unspoiled. A few Sir Thomas More hour and the room will be-

Shiina became cognisant of a presence behind her.

'' Miya ? Have you cal- '' she managed as she turned to face up a yoke of shapely knocker just out of reach of her lips. Miya had tore her shirt off, wearing just her crotchless pants. She felt amazonian strong point on her shoulder joint and was forced to her articulatio genus.

'' Oh no ... '' Shiina whispered in a pained spokesperson. Miya was in a sex furore, a frantic state where people lose all sexual inhibitions. Most commonly seen in less live futanari, it was one of the ground mass were mistrustful of them. Shiina had never been crazed, but was careless with Miya, she had forgotten that in rare circumstances, even normal humans can go sex deranged.

Shiina tried to struggle away from Miya. Futanari are biologically stronger than cleaning woman. But Miya had over a foot 's in height reward. Shiina could still overmaster her but was afraid she would hurt her in the process.

'' Miya ? MIYA ! Please ! You are stronger than this ! centering OUT OF IT ! '' Shiina tried to outcry some reason into her head.

Miya simply grabbed her head and shoved her womb in her cheek, grinding and leaving trails of her fluids all over her lips.

'' surface wide~ ! ! ! ''

Shiina looked at her neighbor 's dazed smiling face and realized it was futile. She would have to exhaust her to bring her out of the craze, without falling to the craze herself. And she has to do it with such a finespun dead body office. She lifted the womb gently and looked at the dripping cervix. The smell was intoxicating.

'' I 'll try ... '' she began to lick the cervical chess opening, tracing her glossa all around the ring. Then, hooking a finger inside, she stretched the descensus outward as she covered the balance of it thick saliva. She would n't be able to submit it as it is, so she tested its pliability to be shaped, to turn a more priapic shape. She was relieved to see that it could without hurting its possessor. Miya was slowly gyrating her rosehip, moaning in a low vocalism.

'' Focus ... '' her penis was straining hard against her breast. She wanted so bad to stroke it.

Sucking the cervix, Shiina held it between her teeth as she pumped her glossa into the uterus. With every thrust, more and to a greater extent of the prolapse was sucked into her mouth, her natural language piercing deeper and deeper interior until she was licking her uterine walls directly. The taste was too much.

'' MmmPgghmmhnnmm~~~ ? ? ! '' Shiina ejaculated. Globs of thick come spew from between her breasts and bathed her chin and the underside of the prolapse in Andrew Dickson White. Tears welled up in her eyes as Shiina removed her spit from the womb to impress on to the next step. She balled her hands into fists behind her back to prevent touching her still hard penis. She could n't t tint herself or she 'd recede it immediately. Her willpower taxed beyond anything she had experienced before.

'' Feels ... Too ... adept ! '' Miya stared upward at the ceiling while holding Shiina 's head, her golden whisker now a tidy sum of tangle in her finger. She moved her rose hip in a pumping gesture, trying to force her stallion womb into the poor futanari 's oral fissure and throat. Shiina positioned her tongue and sassing to cushion the pumping anatomy, protecting from scraping against her teeth. She was desperate not to damage Miya 's baby maker. She could handle the rough deepthroating, feeling the neck being forced by its owner down to between her collar bones, but it would stamp out her if she hurt an innocuous fair sex who just started exploring her sexuality.

Thomas More, do it more ! I 'm gon na use your cervix uteri as a cockring ! ! No. No. Get a hold. She your friend ! The cool madam living upsyairs ! Shiina held on her sanity as best as she could as Miya slam her crotch into her nerve. split flowed freely now as disgusting gurgling sounded loudly around the room.

'' AAAAAUUGHHHHHHHHNNNNNMM~~~ ? ? ! ?"

Miya finally had her coming. Her prolapse womb spasming in Shiina 's mouth and pharynx, she could feel the cervix gasping inside her, spurting uterine fluids into her stomach. Miya 's knees gave way as she fainted.

'' Mmmph ! '' Shiina lifted her coat of arms and held up all of Miya 's body weight, even as she still was swallowing her womb. In an nonplus show of strength, the worn out futanari stood up shakily and carried the woman to the lounge and laid her down. She let the raw, twitching womb slideway out bit by bit, using her tongue to gently condition from cuts and contusion until it popped out from her back talk.

'' Haaaah ... '' Shiina breathed a huge suspiration of relief. She had managed to calm Miya down without losing herself. She held the prolapse gently again. `` You are a grievous weapon. ''

Shiina spent the rest of the day with the unconscious Miya, cleaning her up as best as she could with body of water and towels in the respite post. She felt a little guilty for calling out her neighbour 's immodesty. It was a picayune weird yes, but she 's seen descensus before. Was she irritated at her basically jerking off to her in the raising ? No, She was a part prison term Relief worker, she 's had risky things done to her. She held the prolapsed womb and gently massaged it.

'' You should experience more than authority in your body ... '' Shiina whisper as she lightly missed the cervix.

'' I 'll try to ... ''

Shiina jumped. She let go of the womb and it slapped wetly on the couch.

Smack !

'' Aauhgh ? ? ! '' Miya cried. It was terribly spiritualist.

'' I 'm disconsolate ! '' Shiina gasped as she rushed to do something, but did n't presume to touch Miya again. Miya smiled apologetically.

'' I should be the one apologising. I made you do some ... unpleasant things ... '' Miya went a deep red, `` you are really unattackable ... Thank you for not using it as a cockring. ''

Shiina froze. She said those things out loud ? ? ? !

-- -- --

'' Shiina. It is okay. I wo n't tell apart a mortal. ''

The sulking futanari simply muttered into the room turning point she parked herself it.

'' Promise ? ''

'' I promise. ''

The futanari stood up at last and face the now dressed Miya. Her descensus was still exposed, of course.

'' Hey ... Is n't that larger than before ? '' Shiina pointed at the womb.

'' Ah ... Yes. After your puzzle deep- '' Miya said as she held her prolapse, Shiina was blushing hard now that she knows Miya remembered most of it, `` your ... succour military service ... ? I can keep in line the uterine muscles even more now. See ? ''

Miya strained, her hilltop furrowed and the prolapse grew larger and expectant. She inserted her pollex and stretched upwards, pulling the cervix between her chest, the womb stretched like a pink rubber air-sleeve.

'' I think it can get hold of this member now. '' she grinned at the totally humiliated futanari, as she lightly touched the tip poking out from between her enormous breasts.

'' Miya. I 've been holding back all day. I can pain you. Bad. ''

With a devilishly grin, the slender charwoman freed the futa 's member. She could n't protest it anymore. She let the woman shoes a prolapsed womb in her hired man and let go. Shiina pulled hard on it, it 's possessor lurched towards her.

'' ImgonnawearyourWombasaCONDOMandfuckyounow. '' Shiina whispered, barely coherent, in her ear.

The two stared at each other as they shared the same undecipherable expression. Then Shiina forced the prolapsed cervix 3 inches wide and shoved her 20 in penis all the way into the womb. Both of them screamed in ecstasy, as Miya felt her uterus forcefully returned back into her body .