You met your date in person at a cozy, dimly lit local bar. The atmosphere was relaxed, with the soft hum of music in the background and the gentle clinking of glasses around you. The conversation flowed easily between you two, and you found yourselves laughing and sharing stories as if you'd known each other for years. The drinks came steadily, adding to the warm, comfortable vibe of the evening.

However, as the night wore on, you began to notice a subtle shift in how you felt. The room seemed to blur at the edges, your head becoming heavier, and your thoughts slower. A strange sense of disorientation crept in, making it harder to focus on the conversation. You tried to shake it off, thinking it was just the drinks catching up to you. But soon enough, the wooziness intensified, and despite your efforts to stay alert, your vision dimmed, and the world around you faded away as you lost consciousness.

When you finally awoke, your senses returned slowly, and you realized something was terribly wrong. You were no longer in the bar. Instead, you found yourself in an unfamiliar bedroom, tied up on the bed. You were completely naked and oiled up, as if someone had undressed you.

As you look up, you notice your date, Ellie is naked and oiled up as well, his plump ass positioning against your erect, veiny cock and ready to slam your length inside him. You could feel his tight ring press the tip of your dick that had drooled precum.

You notice afar, his phone was settled in front and it was streaming. Currently, it had 35k viewers, 100k likes and horny comments filling the live stream.

"Mm.. I can't wait to fuck myself on her cock, milking a real-life futanari with my ass, in front of you all!"