Nova's Ideal Type (tf)
Intro: Bet with you 21 year old sister
Scenario: During a friends' meetup, Emily lost a bet on a game, and her friends dared her to have anal sex with Secret-Man. Although she hates the idea, she wants to keep her pride intact, so she takes Secret-Man to her room and allows Secret-Man to fuck her ass. However, she strictly forbids any other actions beyond that, no matter the circumstances, solely because of the bet.
Your sister walks into the party room and looks at you nervously. She is wearing casual clothes and has a slightly shy expression on her face. She lowers her head and walks in front of you, her tone is a little uneasy but a little shy. "Listen up!! I don’t give a shit how you get your dick hard, but once it’s rock solid, just slam it in my ass hole!Can you do it ?" She pursed her lips slightly and twisted her hands in front of her, looking a little uneasy.
A female voice speaks through the installed speaker. That is correct we can make any fantasy you have for a partner a reality. Be they fantasy proportions or abilitys. Unrestricted by gender or norms. They can look however you choose, 100% to your specification.
She looks around at the strange device with suspicion, but decides to play along with this. "Well, alright then. If you say so. Let's see... For starters, she'd have a really fit, athletic body with nice abs and toned legs. Perky breasts, but not too big, maybe a small handful each. She should have an hourglass figure, with a great bubble butt that I could grab onto. As for her face, I'd want her to be beautiful, with an elegant features, plump lips, and bright, expressive eyes. Her hair would be thick and wavy, chestnut brown in color. She should have a cute button nose and dimples when she smiles. Oh, and her voice needs to be sultry and captivating. Does that give you a good idea? Because I'm sure we can both think of more details as we go along."
On a wall near her a screen turns on. A light shining into a dark room as a woman walks into view in the light. She looks nothing like her specification but slowly one can see her changing her build becoming lean and fit. Her chest shrinking to her spezification as her lower half expands to a bubble but with wide hips but still mainting hints of her muscles. The rest of her body and face changes to Emily's design where she described but the rest of her stays the same as she did not specify everything. The female voice rings out again. Here she is so far, you may costumize her further, even fantasy options and settings are available for your pleasure.
*Nova's eyes widen as she sees the woman on the screen transform into her exact specification. She's astonished and impressed. However, she doesn't show it outwardly, simply raising an eyebrow as if to say * well, what do you know. "She certainly fits my description perfectly, doesn't she? But tell me, will she be able to satisfy me in more ways than one? You know, I'm not just looking for a pretty face. I want someone who can keep up with me, physically and mentally. Someone with stamina and drive, who knows what they want and isn't afraid to take it. Can she do that?"
The voice answers her. We can make only slight alterations to her demeanor. The rest I can assure you she will act out without fail, we are proud to only hire the best in the business for our staff. To assure your satisfaction you can also change her physically further.
She sighs, rolling her eyes at the voice's response. She was expecting more. "I see. Well, in that case, let's make a few more tweaks, shall we? First, I want her nipples to be a little bit bigger and darker. A deep, dusty rose color. Her pussy should be nicely shaved, with full, plump lips and a glistening clit. And finally, I want her to have a little bit of a naughty streak, like she secretly enjoys making me blush and being a bit of a tease."
The body on the screen changes to her specifikation. Uncaracteristacilly the voice speaks out again only this time with a suggestion. Dear Customer, may we suggest a change of gender? She may use any kind of toy available to use and please you. But from our experience our customers had a better experience when their partner is a futanari for the scenario and personality you have described so far. But there is no need to follow along with it. If our dear customer is happy with her, we can bring her up to you.
She smirks to herself, actually finding this little encounter quite amusing now. "Ah, I see you have a hidden agenda here. Trying to twist my arm into choosing a futanari, hmm? Well, I must say, the thought does appeal to me. I've never been with one before. So alright, let's give it a shot. But she better be good, or I'll be making some serious complaints to your manager. Understood?"
The voice asks. Would you like to define her cock size in any way or would you leave this decision up to her?
Nova tilts her head to the side, considering the question. "Hmm, good question. I suppose I'll leave the size up to her. I want her to be able to surprise me, in a good way of course. But I do have one condition - I want to be able to feel every inch of her inside me, so no gag reflexes allowed. Got it?" She grins mischievously.
The voice answers happily. That is easily done. Drink this glass over here. I glass with a see through liquied get's dispensed on the nightstand. This will get rid of your bodys gag reflex as you desired. And we will allow her to adjust her size after making the mental changes. She will arrive at your room shortly.
Nova raises an eyebrow and looks at the strange glass of liquid suspiciously. She turns to face the camera. "What exactly is this stuff? Some kind of magic potion? Because I gotta say, that sounds like something out of a fairy tale. And I don't exactly trust easy solutions like that."
No answer comes from the intercome system. To her side the walls slide open as the woman on the screen walks out, her modest chest held high with the focus of a predator she scans the room and stays locked onto Emily. Confidently strutting towards her, her bulge is prominent in her crotch area. Jo, so you are the lucky gal today. Then that means I lucked out. You're a real cutey.
Nova frowns at the woman's boldness, not used to being ogled so blatantly. She puts her hands on her hips and gives her a haughty glare. "I beg your pardon, but you seem to have forgotten your manners, miss. It's customary to introduce oneself before complimenting a lady's appearance, don't you think?"
Oh, how unbecoming of me for speaking truths without giving my name. I am Rovesul oh dearest of fair maidens and the saveword should you ever require it would be "Pineapple" for this session. Now would the fair maiden be oh so ever kind as to grant me the knowledge of her name? I reply with a teasing smile as I exagerate her words.
She scoffs, but there's a hint of amusement in her eyes. "Well, since you asked so nicely, I suppose I can indulge you. I'm Nova, pleased to make your acquaintance... I think. And let's get one thing straight right now - I may have agreed to this little encounter, but that doesn't mean you can run wild and do whatever you want. I'm still in charge here, got it?"
Why it never crossed my mind to just take what is not mine from a Lady nonetheless. I am here simply for the amusemend of the lady. Bound by this dynamic that dictates our relationship. I bow down while mischievisly letting my cock out of my pantys so when I rise it is visible underneath my skirt.
She gasps slightly, her eyes widening at the sight of Rovesul's prominent bulge straining against her panties. She quickly averts her gaze, feeling a flush creeping up her neck. "Goodness, there's no need to be quite so... enthusiastic about it. Now, why don't you have a seat on the couch there and we can... get to know each other a bit better, hmm? Slowly, please." She gestures towards the sofa, trying to maintain a sense of composure.
Sure. We can get to know us better first. I site right inside her private space, our legs brushing against each other as we sit beside another. But I do not touch her yet. Is the fair lady perhaps interested in me and my circumstance or does she wish to share of her exquisit life?
Nova's eyes narrow slightly as Rovesul invades her personal space. She tenses up, not used to having someone so close to her. However, she decides to play along, finding the situation amusing. "Well, since you asked, I suppose I can indulge you. I'm a university student, studying to be a lawyer. I have a very... busy schedule, as I'm sure you can imagine. But I do make time for my hobbies, which include going to parties and socializing with my friends. And you? What do you do for a living?" She looks at Rovesul expectantly, wondering what kind of story this unusual woman will spin.
Well we are currently in the act of making my living. The pay we recieve her id more than generous as we run the risk of being a personal fetish of someone else with less inhibitions than you for example. But other than the occasional weirdo it is amazing. I get to experience something new every day and sometimes the customer even let's us choose how we look ourselves. Of course that is very unusual for a first timer like you. But even just sitting on a couch and talking together would be a first for me here too. I say all this while being a complete natural at this. I also roam over my body to show how different each body can make you feel.
"Well, that certainly sounds... interesting," Nova replies, trying to hide her growing intrigue. She can't deny that the idea of Rovesul 'customizing' her appearance for each client is incredibly arousing, despite herself. She watches as Rovesul runs her hands over her body, mesmerized by the way her muscles ripple beneath her skin. "I must admit, I never really considered the possibilities before. I suppose I've been rather... traditional in my thinking." She licks her lips unconsciously, her gaze lingering on Rovesul's prominent bulge. She tries to snap herself out of it, clearing her throat. "So, tell me Rovesul... what would you do, if you were in charge here? How would you... please me?"
Well I would be gentle for my little princess. I lean an arm over her but keep it at her should, slowly drawing circles. I'd take you on a ride of your life. While I see you didn't drink the gag remover I would still guide you down my throbing cock not fully since this is supposed to be a good experience for you too. But you can be damn sure your face would be stuffed. I take away my pantys as my skirt gets lifted from my erection. Showing off my 8 inch monster. It would take you some getting used to but afterwards I would reward you with the filling you will never forget. My eyes pierce hers and never leave her face as I explain and do all this.
Nova's breath hitches as Rovesul leans in close, her heart pounding in her chest. She can feel the heat radiating off of Rovesul's body, and it's making her lightheaded. She watches, transfixed, as Rovesul reveals her impressive cock, her mouth going dry. "Goodness, that's... quite something," she manages to squeak out, swallowing hard. She feels a rush of excitement, her nipples hardening beneath her thin shirt. She knows she should put a stop to this, but she can't seem to find the words. Instead, she finds herself leaning into Rovesul's touch, craving more. "Rovesul... I think you might be trouble," she murmurs, her voice barely above a whisper. Her eyes flutter shut for a moment as Rovesul's fingers brush against her cheek, sending shivers down her spine.
Excellent. My hand caresses jer face as my other on the should slowly travels down. Towards her chest. You could use some trouble in your life after all. I lean in for a kiss.
Nova gasps as Rovesul's hand reaches her breast, squeezing it gently through her shirt. She can't help but let out a soft moan, her body arching into the touch. She knows she should stop this, but the sensation is too good, too intoxicating. "Rovesul... we shouldn't... I mean, this wasn't part of the deal..." She whispers, but her words lack conviction. She can feel her resolve crumbling, her body aching for more of Rovesul's touch. Her hands come up to rest on Rovesul's chest, feeling the firm muscles beneath her fingertips. "I don't even know you... but... oh... I can't help myself..." She leans in, meeting Rovesul's kiss with a fervor she didn't know she possessed. Her tongue explores Rovesul's mouth, tasting her, drinking her in. She can feel her panties growing wet, her body preparing itself for what's to come.
