In the White House kitchen, Katya seared the steaks for the state dinner that night perfectly; as a five-star chef, anything less would have bruised her pride. She pulled them off the grill, letting them rest before they were to be served. Quickly she began to whip up the béchamel sauce that would be served over the steaks that night. The final ingredient was… a cup of cum?

Katya was an underground member of the ILF, albeit a very late recruit; due to the nature of her job she had only been recruited less than a week before the dinner, and had not yet manifested her own cock. As a baby, she had been born with a clitoris that was just a little too long, and so a doctor had filed it down to the 'right' length. The result of the misguided surgery at birth was that she would never find sexual satisfaction — that is, until she had answered an advertisement from a certain drug company. It was there she had found out that her body had been mutilated without her consent — and even the consent of her parents — simply because a doctor felt her clitoris was too long.

So she had accepted the offer she was made that day: in return for mixing in this one cup of cum into the world leader’s dinner, she would be able to orgasm for the first time in her life. It was a bargain she didn’t even think twice about. Knowing full well the consequences of her actions, she let herself be infected by a futanari. After being fucked to her first climax as a woman, she then gathered a cup of seed from her partner, and left to change the world.

Earlier that week, the President of the United States was briefed on a conspiracy like no other. Like any secret organization, as that organization grows, its likelihood of staying cloaked in secrecy decreases. So too it was for the ILF; they were a rather unique organization among the many secret cabals and terror plots that the President was regularly briefed on, as they weren’t really terrorists. Rather, their goal wasn’t terror or chaos, but merely change, albeit forced.

Thus, the leaders of the world were quietly informed that they should in all haste convene to Washington. When the tables were set for the state dining room, it was for a most exclusive crowd.

What Katya didn’t know — and the President did — was that she was one of many; all over the world agents just like Katya were spreading the futanari virus in every possible way. The CIA had tried hard to find out who they were and stop them, but it had come too little too late.

*****
Alec moaned softly as he jacked off for the fourteenth time that day. He had been so horny that he had called in sick to work. He sat before his computer stroking himself, his vibrator in his ass driving him nuts, when a sudden knock at the door sent him scrambling for a robe. Desperately trying to hide his latent erection, he pulled his robe closed and opened the door.

Standing there was none other than his boss, Maria. The two were friends and had once had a relationship, until work had intervened and made things awkward. He hadn’t seen much of her since, as their relationship had been strained when she had been made his boss.

Maria stood there in a pressed suit, exuding authority from every pore. She looked stunning in the black pinstripe suit; it was fitted, and looked like it had almost been painted on her. He had to step behind the door as his erection got away from him.

She thrust the door open and strolled inside. “Sick… Really Alec…, you expected me to buy that?” she asked rhetorically. Maria's eyes scanned the room, noticing the trash can full of tissues near his computer. “Hmm, maybe you have been sick…” she said, strolling over to his desk. Alec fidgeted nervously “Maria… really… I didn’t feel good, so I didn’t come in,” he said, squirming with the vibrator going in his ass.

Maria stalked around the room not fooled, her eye’s noticing the gentle bump in his robe giving lie to his story and revealing his erection. “If that is so…, then you wouldn’t have that vibrating butt plug you were so fond of in your ass,” she stated accusingly, holding out the empty box.

Alec's face fell; he should have known better than to try to deceive her, she knew precisely where he kept his toys… and what tissues near the computer indicated. A swift flick of a shapely wrist and his monitor flickered to life, images of futanari on the screen. “Well… well… well…” she purred. “Not so sick after all, are we?”

He froze like a deer in front of an on-coming truck, rooted in place, his heart pounding fast. Maria stalked around him, a lioness on the prowl. “Calling in sick when you’re well…, Alec… you know better than that,” she scolded. Alec was very suddenly aware of her body pressed tightly against his, his mind not registering that it was wrong for her to have a bulge pressing against him. “Company policy, however…, leaves punishment to my discretion.” She purred in his ear before pressing him down over the L shaped arm of his desk, papers scattering everywhere. Alec came back to himself then, struggling against the preternaturally strong woman.

“Maria! LET ME GO!” he shouted. Maria giggled disturbingly, her hand preventing him from moving an inch.

“Bad boys get punished… don’t they, Alec?” she teased, bringing back memories of their time together, when she had pegged him hard during a BDSM night. She reached around and secured his ball gag which she had palmed earlier during her stalk, silencing his protests.

Maria grinned evilly, looking down at the fuck toy she had, bent over the desk whimpering and pleading. She tied his wrists back and held him as she slipped off the skirt of her suit and threw it in a corner, the massive bulge of her cock visible in her panties. She flipped his robe up and pressed her bulge to the vibrating plug in his ass, her cock hardening into a massive fuck meat as thick around as a rolling pin, and just as long. A graceful finger slid the now-wet undergarment off, flinging them away as she pressed her shaft against his ass.

Alec’s eyes went wide as he felt the firm hard flesh press against his butt cheeks. He gasped as Maria leaned down and stroked his shaft. “Looks like you already know what’s coming…” She grinned, pulling the black plug from his ass. Alec whimpered softly, remembering the last time she had had him like this, and the size of the strap-on she had used — he hadn’t been able to sit comfortably for a week.

“Aww, baby…, you remember!" Maria said as she saw him squirming. "Well… don’t worry… I’m larger than the strap-on was,” she cooed.

Alec panicked. He had barely been able to take the strap-on; any larger and he would have had permanent damage.

Maria giggled and held him firmly as she slowly rubbed her precum against his ring; she had found that it was better than any lube and seemed to prevent any damage. He shivered with pleasure involuntarily as she slowly traced her finger around his dark rose, desperately he tried to calm himself and relax.

Maria licked her lips and pressed her cockhead to his anus, the massive mushroom-shaped tip seeming too big to enter. Spreading his butt cheeks wide, she slowly worked her cock in a circular motion against his rose, easing her way in, stretching his sphincter wide.

Alec started whimpering as she worked, his ring now stretched further than it had ever been. She gasped as she finally worked the glans of her massive meat into him. Maria paused for a second, savoring the pleasure of his tight ass on her cock. She had always liked him; cutting off their relationship because of work had hurt her deeply even though it had been the right thing to do at the time.

A burst of anger came over her as she remembered the pain of having to tell him that they couldn’t see each other anymore. Maria drove hard into his bowels as her anger spurred her forward.

Her cock hilted in his ass before she began again, her pace working up with each thrust as she fucked him hard, her cock leaking precum into him with each thrust.

Alec cried like a girl as she took him like a toy and fucked his ass raw. He had never admitted it, but he had always wanted her to do this, but forever too scared to ask until it was too late, and work had forced them apart.

Slowly his cries became moans around the gag as it became slowly more pleasurable with each thrust of the massive shaft. Alec moaned as with each thrust he felt his increasingly sensitive nipples drag across his desk. The warmth building in his abdomen was driving him crazy, and with his hands secured behind his back, he was unable to stroke his increasingly needy shaft. He felt as if his cock was going to explode in a shower of pleasure but it just leaked precum like a faucet left on.

Maria looked down on her lover as she drove into him over and over again, her shaft throbbing as she neared climax. She watched his body change, his body hair disappeared first, and then his hips widened; next she saw his chest change a large and sumptuous pair of breasts now gracing his curvy frame.

Slowly before her eyes, he was reshaped, his hair growing longer and his face reshaping. Maria reached down beneath her cock and slid a finger where his perineum should be, instead sinking deep into the folds of Alec’s new womanhood. Shivering with need, she hilted her massive shaft deep in her lover. 

With that the two futanari climaxed, Alec’s shaft flooding the floor with an impossible amount of seed, her own belly feeling full as load after load was pumped deep inside it.

Maria picked up the plug and slowly drew out her shaft, quickly sliding the vibrator back into Alec, her seed leaking around the toy. She freed his hands and picked up her new sister — and lover — and carried Alec to her bed.

Reaching up, Alec removed the ball gag and threw it into the corner, then leaned up and kissed Maria as the two cuddled close on her bed.