You receive yet another a personal call from an older Futanari Sister, one of the Sisters who lives in your arcology; you've given up trying to tell them apart. Unusually, this one has taken a break from the Sisters' constant sexual communion to concentrate on speaking with you, and she looks serious, though she's still a gorgeous naked futa whose boobs fill half the screen, and whose perpetually erect dick pokes insistently into frame. "<<if $PC.surname>><<if $PC.title>>Mr.<<else>>Ms.<</if>> <<print $PC.surname>><<else>><<print $PC.name>><</if>>," she says
You receive yet another personal call from an older Futanari Sister, one of the Sisters who lives in your arcology; you've given up trying to tell them apart. Unusually, this one has taken a break from the Sisters' constant sexual communion to concentrate on speaking with you, and she looks serious, though she's still a gorgeous naked futa whose boobs fill half the screen, and whose perpetually erect dick pokes insistently into frame. "<<if $PC.surname>><<if $PC.title>>Mr.<<else>>Ms.<</if>> <<print $PC.surname>><<else>><<print $PC.name>><</if>>," she says
submissively, "I would like to beg a favor of you." She looks uncharacteristically uncomfortable, but steels herself and asks. "Please, may we use your organ farm? We're not... complete. Like you." She hugs herself unconsciously, her arms pressing her enormous breasts against her chest. "We... I... would like to be like you, and we
