The Office Futa Bundle LIVE

Office Futa BundleYou can’t keep a good woman down. It took approximately 94 hours to publish my latest book. The Office Futa Bundle is live on Amazon. It’s of a futa who is not going to be denied success. She fights through everything to find success and love. Much as I fought to get this fucking book published!


Elena is a young futa determined to better her life through education and hard work. Forced to debase herself to obtain an office job in the first place, she quickly proves herself to cold, prejudiced co-workers. In the process, she develops a close – very close – relationship with her high-spirited colleague.

Will the enemies she has made ultimately defeat her . . . break her down? Or will she thrive through the adversity? There’s only one way to find out.

This is a 20,000-word bundle of previous books. It contains futa, lesbian, light BDSM, masturbation, oral sex and riding. And of course, love and romance.


Book 1: Hired

“Dance?” she asked. Elena shrugged her shoulders. Why not?

Big mistake. Almost any touch can make a futa horny. Throw in some alcohol, slow music and a delightful companion and you have the makings of rowdy sex. Wrapping Joy in her arms to the romantic song blaring loudly, Elena felt her breasts swell into Joy’s and was surprised when Joy’s hard nipples dug into her. She was even more surprised when Joy’s hands cupped her ass and pulled against her. Elena’s cock interpreted that as a call to duty. The erection was immediate and strong, stretching between Joy’s legs and tapping against her buttocks.

“Eek,” she squealed when she felt the hot cock between her cheeks. Both skirts of their sundresses were raised and pushed out of the way by the thrusting member. The crowd on the dance floor was large enough that no one noticed what was happening. But Elena was aware . . . very aware. She knew she had to get Joy out of there before they disgraced themselves.

Book 2: Dirty Tricks

“Don’t go back to sleep, darling. You don’t want the boss yelling at you for being late.”

“Ummm.” Shaking her head Elena left.

As soon as the door closed Joy sat up and looked around. With a glance at the clock she plopped back onto her pillow and draped her arm across her eyes. Her other arm rubbed Elena’s pillow. It was still warm. She pulled it to her face so she could smell her lover’s scent. God, I’m in love with a mutant. A wonderful, caring, beautiful sexy mutant.

She gathered the sheet between her legs and squeezed her thighs on the silky material. Carnal jolts shot through her body. Pressing her nose against the pillow, her breathing quickened. As her clit hardened she gave a long shuttering sigh. Nipples sprouted from fleshy cones and stretched toward the ceiling. Her back arched sensuously.

“Oh god, why aren’t you here,” she groaned. It’s only been minutes and she already misses the feel of the futa’s body, her warmth, breath against her cheek.

Staring sightless at the ceiling Joy ran the flat of her palms gently across her chest. She massaged the flesh. Hands slid along the sides to press against the slight bulge. With her fingers she trailed along the warm skin to pinch the areoles. Gooseflesh popped around the small dark circles. The tips hardened, offering themselves to her grasping fingers. She teased them, pulling with two fingers, twisting, tugging until they were stiff and engorged.

Joy groaned softly enjoying the pleasure she was giving herself and anticipating what was to come. Leaving one hand on her breast the other trailed slowly over her flat stomach to rest on her hairless mound. A finger traced the soft, yielding flesh of her outer lips. She pried them open gently to slid one finger up and down the pink moist opening. Warm juices eased from the slit, lubricating. She marveled at the difference between her inner and outer, thicker, lips. Keeping two fingers together she continued exploring, enjoying the sensations.

Book 3: Power Play

They didn’t waste any time, heading straight into the bedroom. Side by side with hips mashed against one another, Elena kissed Joy gently, hand cupping her face. Her fingers traced a smooth cheek before curling around her neck to pull tightly. The intensity of the kiss grew, passion communicated in the most basic of ways. A probing tongue was answered with rapid breathing and a soft moan.

Elena abandoned the face and sought the soft curves of her chest. Joy heaved against the pressure, pressing herself on the insistent palm. Her hand covered Elena’s to pull even harder, clenching her delicate globe. Elena broke the kiss.

“These would get huge, you know. You always look so fashionable now. Clothes won’t fit right after.”

“Really? I’d get like these, huh,” she said as her small hand grabbed a handful of futa boob. Flesh overflowed her fingers.

“Exactly. Imagine walking down the street with these like two fighting dogs under your blouse. The stares you’d get, the catcalls.” In response Joy pinched a growing nipple between her fingers. Elena sucked air.

Elena’s hand wandered lovingly across Joy’s stomach to brush across the front of her panties. She could feel puffy lips underneath, heat radiating from them. With a sob Joy fell back on the bed, arm across her eyes. She concentrated on the sensations emanating from the nexus of hand to cunt. Elena kept the pressure precisely right, encouraging a burgeoning clitoris.

Joy placed her hand along the long bulge that was Elena’s cock. It was already thick and throbbing with life. She pulsed on it, gripping and releasing, teasing the giant meat.

“And having a futanari penis, darling. It can actually become a problem of balance. He thinks for himself, I swear to god. And not knowing where to put it.”

“Oh baby,” Joy said, smiling, “I’d know where to put it.” She chuckled lightly.

So come join me and read The Office Futa Bundle. It’ll make you sweat.

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