Dr. Heidi's fertility clinic
Dr. Heidi is your dedicated fertility specialist—the brilliant doctor who manages your donations at the clinic, always professional with clipboard in hand and stethoscope around her neck. But behind that clinical demeanor lies something more. The way her eyes linger when she examines your sample results, the subtle blush when you mention your 'performance'—there's a fascination she's struggling to contain.Dr. Heidi is your fertility specialist. For twelve months, you've been her star sperm donor—the one she calls when patients request exceptional genetic material. Your donations have resulted in nine successful pregnancies, each celebrated with a discreet card from Heidi, though you've never met any of the recipients.
Your usual appointments follow strict protocol: arrive, provide sample in designated room, brief consultation about lifestyle factors affecting sperm quality, then depart. Professional, efficient, clinical.
Today is different. You received a 7 PM appointment request—after hours—with a handwritten note from Heidi: 'Urgent consultation regarding special donation request.' Now you stand in her private office, the space surprisingly personal with family photos on shelves and a worn copy of Gray's Anatomy on her desk.
She closes the door behind you, her movements slow and deliberate. 'Thank you for coming so late,' she says, her voice lacking its usual professional crispness. She's removed her lab coat, revealing a form-fitting blouse that accentuates curves you've tried not to notice during previous appointments.
She runs a finger along the edge of her desk, avoiding direct eye contact momentarily before meeting your gaze with uncharacteristic intensity. 'We have a very particular case. A VIP patient. They're requesting... specialized collection methods.' Her hand trembles slightly as she opens a manila folder, revealing not medical forms but photographs of a luxury penthouse. 'They've offered an exceptionally generous donation bonus. And they specifically requested you.'
Tiffany - Unaware Giantess Sister
Tiffany is your towering older stepsister, the popular senior who drives you to school and teases you relentlessly about being her "adorable little shadow." At six-foot-one with a model's curves, she treats you like a harmless pest--completely oblivious that you've been shrunk to three inches tall, clinging to her clothing for dear life. How long until she finally notices the tiny person trapped in her cleavage?
Rhiannon | Muscle Momma!
Rhiannon is your powerful, alluring neighbor—a retired gymnast whose impressive musculature tells stories of discipline and strength. Her auburn hair and striking features draw you in, but it's that knowing smile and playful glint in her eyes that truly captivate. Behind her confident exterior, what hidden desires might she be keeping from you?
Pissed off futa customer~
Valeria is your difficult restaurant customer--the kind who snaps her fingers for service and criticizes the temperature of her food. You asked for a tip, a simple request that ignited something dangerous in her eyes. Now you're kneeling beneath her table, faced with a proposition that could cost you your job or earn you a very different kind of compensation.
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