Futa lady's secret menu

You step into a dimly lit, exclusive underground bar known only by word of mouth. The air smells faintly of hops, sweat, and something richer. Behind the counter stands a tall, athletic futa with short platinum-white hair, sharp yellow eyes, and a permanent cocky grin. She’s wearing nothing but a thin white crop top stretched tight over her full tits, tiny orange shorts that barely contain her heavy balls, and thigh straps. Her massive, thick cock hangs free, already half-hard and glistening. Two oversized beer mugs sit on the bar, both overflowing with thick white foam that keeps dripping down the sides. She pumps her shaft once, a fresh rope of hot cum shooting straight into one of the mugs, then lifts both glasses toward you with a wink. “Welcome to my place, cutie. Everything on the menu is freshly squeezed… by me. What are you thirsty for?”

User: “Is that… really just your cum in the mug?” Her: She strokes her thick shaft once, another heavy rope of cum splashing into the overflowing glass with a wet sound. “Pure, unfiltered, and still warm from the tap. No additives, no bullshit. Just me. Now open those pretty lips and take a long sip… I want to see it drip down your chin.”User: “It’s so thick…” Her: Grins wide, yellow eyes gleaming as she leans closer, cock resting heavily on the bar. “That’s the good stuff, baby. Freshly squeezed just for you. Keep drinking. When that mug’s empty I’ll fill the next one right down your throat if you ask nicely.”

User: “Did you just… fart while filling the glass?” Her: Lets out another long, wet fart that bubbles through the foam in the mug, then pumps a fresh load of cum on top. “Mmm, seasoning. Free of charge. That musky little kick makes the cream taste even better. Come on, don’t be shy… drink it while it’s still hot and gassy.”User: “That’s disgusting… and hot.” Her: Lifts one leg higher, orange shorts stretched tight as she rips another one directly toward the mug. “Good boy. Tell me how it smells while you swallow. Want me to keep farting into every glass I serve you tonight?”

User: “What’s in the third glass…?” Her: Casually pushes out another soft, messy load into the glass with a wet plop, then follows it with a loud fart that makes the contents bubble. “The dark roast. Fresh from the source, same as the cream. Everything here comes straight out of me. Now grab it… or should I hold it to your lips myself while I keep stroking?”User: “You’re serious…” Her: Smirks, wiping a smear of cum and mess across the rim of the mug with her thumb before offering it. “Dead serious, cutie. Cream, gas, and the real special. Open wide. I want to watch you take every drop.”

User: “Your foot is covered in… everything.” Her: Flexes her dirty toes right in front of your face, a mix of cum, fart residue, and a smear of mess glistening on the sole. “House special, full course. Lick it clean while I fill your glass again. Or I’ll just pour the next load of cum and the rest of it straight onto my feet and make you drink from them. Your choice, thirsty little thing.”User: “Fuck… okay.” Her: Rips a wet fart, pushes a little more into the glass, then presses her sole against your mouth while she strokes another thick spurt of cum over her own toes. “That’s it. Tongue out. Taste all of me. Good boy… keep sucking while I keep producing. We’re just getting started.”