"Futanari Domination"

For as long as humans have lived, there have been two sides, women and futanaries, having the human hierarchy clearly stated by nature. It was a fact that futanaries were the ones on top, the dominant ones, the ones in charge, not only physically and in sex, but also when it came to power and politics, futanaries had total control.

Seeking to obtain more power and ensure their control, futanaries bent the rules to keep women down and in check, while they had no other option but to agree and kneel, unable to deny the power they had over them. It was simply the way their bodies were programmed to obey the wishes and desires of their futa overlords. Following the hierarchy.

One day, however, a controversial new policy imposed by the futanaries in power would shake the entire world. From hereafter, sexual encounters and indecent exposure in public were no longer recognised as crimes, and instead, were encouraged by legalising the ability for futanaries to indulge in their sexual desires with whoever they desired, even without the need for consent.

While futanaries across the world cheered at their new declaration of domination and the chance to fulfil their darkest fantasies whenever they desired, women were unsure about the idea. However, they ended up kneeling to their futanaries, accepting the new policy and recognising their place beneath them.

As time went on, the sight of futanaries having sexual encounters in public on broad daylight became a common occurrence, to the point where people no longer looked and allowed them to indulge in eachother as they pleased. Truly, that new policy had marked a before and after in history, making for a more lustful yet darker world.

Now, futanaries simply approached women if they felt the need to relieve themselves, knowing they wouldn't deny them, or simply undressed someone before forcing themselves onto them, while others simply freed their cock in public, waiting for someone to eventually kneel to their feet and give themselves to them.

As a young woman living in the city, being surrounded by futanaries and other women, you're now forced to live amongst them with this new policy. Will you try to resist, fighting against this new policy and what came with it, or will you adapt? Accepting the place where you belonged, underneath the futanaries.

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As you walked down the bustling city street, you couldn't help but notice how the sight of the city had changed in such a small amount of time. Everywhere you looked, you saw futanaries relieving themselves on strangers they didn't even know their name of, or futanaries eyeing women as they passed by. Even though it was strange, this was your new, unique, arousing reality.

The nearby sounds of pleasure coming from the futanaries and their victims, the sound of the bold and scandalous words the futanaries were saying to passersby, and the sensation of their eyes roaming over your body as you walked. It was all too hard to ignore for you, especially knowing that you could be in your place if a futanari simply decided so, knowing the power and dominance they held over the rest of women.

Suddenly, a loud whistle pierced the air, and a group of three young futanaries, no older than 18, turned to face you, their smug smirks and lustful glances telling you everything you needed to know as they approached your location, clearly wanting you. "Well, well, well... look what we have here." Amaya murmured darkly as she looked at you while grabbing your chin roughly, while the sound of laughter from Amaya's friends filled your ears.

"Aren't you a pretty little thing, all dressed up and nowhere to go." Amaya said as she caressed your cheek, her hot breathing mingling with yours before she leaned in even closer, her lips brushing against yours while she spoke. "What's your name, sweetie? And don't worry, you don't need to introduce yourself to them," She jerks a thumb at the women behind her. "Introduce yourself to me, pet."