FutaDom Diaries By Michapulos

The Accidental Futa World

I have never been in an orgy before. Didn't know they could last that long. I guess that's bound to happen when the whole world is invited. I've seen the sun rise and set from the windows of my neighbor's apartment at least six times, and there is still a long line of girls, all young, attractive, and horny, disappearing out the front door.

A thousand different pairs of soft boobs have pressed against my sweaty skin. A thousand different pairs of hands caressed my buttocks and stroked my cock. I somehow brought about a thousand different moans of orgasmic pleasure without even trying. I am the only man here, and I could do no wrong. This is all I ever wanted. Except maybe for the thousand different cocks shoved into my ass and throat.

Fingers dig into the meat of my buttcheeks, and the sharp moans behind me turn into a low hum. I've been on the receiving end of enough ejaculations to know when my ass is about to get another cream filling. I brace myself for a long series of unnaturally generous squirts swelling my already packed guts.

We're both exhausted after the girl gushes her last rope, but she gets to get dressed and go home (or back in line) while I continue to live out my slightly-altered fantasy without breaks. A new cock plunges back into my ass a second after the deflating one slips out.

"That was amazing. Did you cum too?" the cute redhead asks me, caressing my erection. I only see her from the corner of my right eye; the majority of my view is the smooth navel of another girl. Her large, lightly freckled breasts are brushing my arms in a wave of goosebumps. I don't know who she is; I only recognized two or three participants so far, probably girls I opened the building's door for at some point and who were already beautiful before I fucked up the world with my wish. I'm still waiting for my first celebrity. Will it be the local weathergirl or some famous actress in town for a shoot?

I feel like I'm at the dentist, always being asked questions I can't answer because my jaw is stretched to near dislocation. There is a cock in my throat and a smooth scrotum slapping my chin like a metronome. I nod, though, and it's not a lie. My prostate is overclocked, but I can still barely keep up with seminal production. If this was a regular harem, I would have punched out after three or four orgasms, but there's something about a combination of anal distention, prostate grinding, and struggled breaths that's keeping me hard and making me squirt every five minutes.

"Thank you for being such an amazing lover, Cody," she says gleefully. "I already can't wait to fuck you again." She means it, I'm sure. I wish I could return the compliment, but my throat frees up just about as often as my ass. Being the sole object of desire for an entire world of presumably billions of gorgeous dick-wielding women bears a lot of responsibility.

One week ago.

"Hang on, hang on," the genie said, pinching the bridge of her nose. Blue as Disney prophecized, the cloud of smoke had formed into the torso of an incredibly busty woman, her breast covered only by a few strands of her long hair. "Are you sure you don't want to spend a minute to think about this?"

I shook my head. Maybe my wish sounded more like a present list to a mall Santa, but I had spent my whole life preparing for this moment, unlikely as it was. 

"This is too much for just one wish," she continued. "We're going to have to break it down: You want to live in a world with only girls?"

"Beautiful girls, yes."

"And they all want to fuck you?"

"Oh yeah, they are always horny and completely obsessed with me."

"All girls. All beautiful. They all want to fuck you. That's all three wishes. You're OK with that? "

"Sounds good to me." This was my ultimate fantasy. Nothing came close. Nothing was tying me to this shitty existence in this shitty world, and wishing for wealth would only attract the kind of women in love with money instead of me. No, this was it. "My paradise awaits." 

"Then this is goodbye because you won't be able to see me once you are out of wishes. I recommend you hide that lamp if you don't want it to fall into the hands of some... perverted psychopath."

That genie had some snark, apparently. But at least I knew by how she had shaped her top half that we were on the same page when it came to what beauty meant. I wouldn't ironically end up in a world full of women with beautiful personalities.

In a puff of blue smoke, the genie was gone, but I remained behind in my shitty, underfurnished apartment, which meant I had not been whisked away to a magical world of cock-hungry nymphettes (my cock specifically). Big surprise; what did I expect from some movie prop I found next to a dumpster? The Arabian lamp was probably coated with drugs that my skin absorbed when I rubbed the damn thing like a moron.

Whatever. With the hallucinations seemingly over, I crashed onto my couch. I was surprised to see Disney+ in full April's Fool mode in the middle of August. 

"I'm expected to believe Scarlet Johanson would reprise her role as Black Widow in an all-female cast reboot," I told my sad, empty apartment. From the tiny thumbnails, every movie and every show had retooled its cast to only include pretty girls. 

Remembering the specificities of my wish, I looked out of my apartment window to make sure the world was still turning. The pedestrians below were busy with their lives. A lot of babes out today, I found. Business babes in pencil skirts, jogger babes in booty shorts, shopping babes in loose summer dresses. My eyes were scanning the city streets more and more frantically. "There's got to be a guy in there somewhere… Oh god. Fuck."

"Yo, Genie. Genie!" I put all of my panic into rubbing that cursed lamp. "I know you said I can't see you anymore, but can you see me? Can you hear me? I need to know if you created a new world like I wanted or if you messed with the existing world. It's really important, Genie! Did you just yeet every guy and every unattractive girl off the planet?"

Having given up on the inert lamp, I was pacing around my apartment, swearing that this was not what I really wanted. "My ambiguity has killed like... 4 billion people," I eventually concluded.

Only one solution stood out: I had to explain the situation to a girl I knew existed before the wish, show her the lamp, and ask that she wish things back to normal. Easy.

"Oh my God, Coby. I was just dreaming about you. I'm Tessa, by the way." My neighbor opened the door, fresh out of the shower, wearing nothing but a towel around her waist, not her chest. I already knew her name from misdelivered mail. She was dreaming about me? I had been dreaming about seeing her big bouncy melons from the moment I caught her walking braless in the hallway. And now they were bare and inches from my face.

I had no doubts she would survive the purge. She was cute before, with her long blonde hair in curly locks, but was positively gorgeous now that she exuded pure sexual energy. She welcomed my gaze on her breasts and made no effort to cover them. Every word she said was almost a moan in both voice and body language.

"I love your lamp. Do you want to come in for coffee and wild sex?"

Her voluptuous figure had made me forget about why I was carrying a genie lamp. "Oh, erm, sure, if you're not too busy." The plan was still on, but the rush to execute it had passed. Whether I saved the world now or in an hour wouldn't make a difference.

We skipped the coffee and open-concept studio tour, and I was immediately brought toward the pedestal bed, where another beautiful babe awaited, partially under a thin bedsheet. Like Tessa, there was no shame in her toplessness, no shriek of surprise at the sight of a stranger in her apartment. Instead, she bit her lower lip and, melting into the covers, begged me to fuck her with her eyes.

"That's my roommate Nancy. We share everything."

"Hello, Nancy. There's plenty of me for both of you." I said before cringing at my corniness.

"I've waited my whole life for you, Cody," Nancy said. I didn't want to tell her that her 'whole life' might have been less than an hour long and that she was filling the vacancy of Tessa's boyfriend, temporarily erased from existence because of a tiny misunderstanding that would soon be rectified.

I was ushered into bed by Tessa. Saw her towel slip on the way, exposing her swaying athletic cheeks and their cute dimples. My eyes darted between that ass and the chest pillows awaiting me between Nancy's open arms. Without the need for further invitation, I crawled onto the bed and buried my face right between those big soft tits. That genie, idiot that she was, knew how to craft the perfect pair. Firm yet squishy, jiggly yet perky... I caught a nipple in my mouth as I blindly shuffled the covers down Nancy's legs with my knees. That's when I first felt them: limbs unaccounted for, too big to be fingers or toes, one rubbing against my coccyx, another one feather-dusting my belly.

Nancy kissed me; her breasts were large enough that I could keep the nipple between our lips. I managed to forget about the extra limbs until the one rubbing between my cheeks pushed itself inside my ass. I couldn't say or do anything other than gasp. My rectum's new shape was telling me that this was most certainly a cock. By the time I was ready to call a reassessing timeout, I was jizzing the best orgasm of my life inside Tessa's glans-caressing palm. Hard to pretend I didn't enjoy the new experience.

Tessa didn't pull out; she had only gotten more intense and rhythmic for round two. She was driving me out of my mind, which might explain why, when presented with Nancy's cock, I took it in my mouth without asking any questions.

I won't admit it felt right to suck on a girl's cock, but it didn't feel wrong enough to make a big fuss about it. While these two ladies used my body like a clinching finger trap, I had plenty of time to remember the exact verbiage of my wish and was willing to admit that maybe the cocks were partially my fault. But this was my first threesome. I had two smoking hot babes in bed with me and was keen to see this through for bragging rights before returning everything to normal. So yes, I sucked Nancy's cock. I sucked and licked and throated until it filled my mouth with perverse she-sperms, which I swallowed in the heat of the moment. A similar explosion of passion happened behind me; my ass swallowed the nut juice, as well.

Then they switched places, and we did it again. And again. And so many agains. They were so eager to fuck me in different angles and different positions that I never really had the chance to ask if it would ever be my turn. Their cocks made me cum so often that I couldn't really complain either way.

An interesting factoid about being the meat in a futa sandwich is that if someone leaves, you're still getting fucked. I was giving Tessa a good throating while Nancy was cooking us some food. She came back wearing an apron that had more sideboob than fabric. Something else was different about her.

"Oh my god, Nancy! What happened to your cock? It's huge." Tessa echoed my thoughts exactly. Nancy's thick cock went passed her knees like a third leg. I was so shocked I almost stopped sucking on the cock in my mouth.

"There was this oil lamp on the kitchen counter, and a genie came out when I touched it."

Right... As soon as I finished my blowjob, the three of us would have to have a talk about restoring balance in the universe with one of their spare wishes.

"All I want is to please Coby, so I wished for a giant cock that shoots powerful mega loads of extra thick cum."

Knowing the genie, she probably counted that as three separate wishes. It was up to Tessa now to make things right.

"That's amazing! Pass me that lamp; I'm going to wish for the same thing."

I couldn't eject the cock out of my throat and catch my breath in time to stop her. While Nancy shoved her enhanced mega-cock up my ass, Tessa's penis expanded before my eyes.

They stuffed me like a turkey from both ends while eating food from plates on my back. It smelled delicious, but I wasn't hungry anymore after just one of Tessa's genie-enhanced ejaculation. At least they didn't wish for unlimited endurance. I could feel they were getting tired, relying more and more on me doing the back-and-forth movements on all fours.

Before I could enjoy post-coituses bliss with two gorgeous women sleeping on my chest, the doorbell rang.

"Did you tell anyone Coby was here?" Tessa asked her roommate.

"Just a few friends," she replied though there was a rumble coming from the hallway as if half the city was behind the door."

"Oh, well. It's only fair that we share the only man in the world. Let's tell them about the lamp. I bet every girl is going to want the same thing we do."

It would turn out to be impossible to convince anyone obsessed with fucking me to wish for anything else than the means to fuck me harder, deeper, and wider. I was back to the drawing board for as long as this orgy would last.