Futa Huntress

By Lara Longstaff

Magic! Monsters! Adventure! Swordplay! Futas! Herms!

"Futa Huntress" tells the tale of Veran, an Amazonian warrior with a big sword and an even bigger weapon in her tight leather breeches! She's joined by Barrik, a hunky knight errant on a quest to rescue a buxom blonde priestess from the clutches of the kinky witch, Grendal!

Futa Huntress is a fun 9000 word sword and sorcery adventure featuring not one but two ladies with extremely large endowments! Read and enjoy the excitement!

Author's note: All characters depicted in sexual acts in this work of fiction are 18 years of age or older

• Language: English
• Publisher: Lara Longstaff
• Release date: Apr 8, 2016
• ISBN: 9781310011917

Lara Longstaff

Hello there!I'm Lara, and I've got a few fantasies I'd love to share with you. But before you get down to reading my tales of futanari lust, let me tell you about myself.I'm 28 years old, single, but soon to be married to my long-time boyfriend, David. We hail from the Midwest of the good ol' USA. My hobbies are many and varied, but first among them are girls who have "something extra"! While I mostly prefer to fantasize about other futanari and such, sometimes my mood swings and I really get the urge to reverse roles with a cute guy, so most of my stories are of one of those two themes.Most of my stories are available on Amazon.com, so be sure to check them out there, too!I hope you enjoy reading them as much as I do writing them!XOXOXOL.L.

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Futa Huntress

(Fantasy Adventure Erotica, Futa on Female)

by

Lara Longstaff

Copyright 2016 Lara Longstaff

All Rights Reserved

All characters depicted are adults over the age of 21.

Veran snorted before tipping back her pewter goblet and draining the watered-down swill the noisy tavern passed off as wine. It burned going down her throat. She wiped her chin and tried not to belch. The humans of this soft land seemed put off by a woman belching. Or at least, people who looked like women. She was from the Amazon tribes of the West, and not a woman at all. Not that she was a man, either. The Amazons had no men, only normal women and proud, strong, futanari women, like herself.

Please, won't you reconsider, M'lady? the scrawny man begged from across the table. His wine-dark robes hung from his slender shoulders like curtains. He was a neat, pale little fellow, but far too fancy for her liking. He seemed almost as soft as a woman.

I'm just a simple bounty hunter, Shandro, the tall futa shook her head, and her raven-black hair swished over her shoulders.

There is a reward! the little man reminded her. He just wouldn't give up.

A bounty hunter, not a bloody hero! Veran finished her thought. You actually want me to rescue some fool-headed princess? She had to laugh. She'd heard bards singing about noble quests to rescue princesses and maidens ever since she'd travelled east into the Realms of Men. They were almost as silly as the songs the fool men sometimes sang about Amazon warriors.

Alaria is the High Priestess of Yanash, M'lady! She's not even nobility, let alone a princess! Shandro seemed aghast at the thought. Veran could undrestand that. The shamans and chiefs of her homeland were similarly protective of their roles.

Yes, yes, that's right. Well, why doesn't her Church send some of their knights to rescue her, instead of a lordling with a purse full of silver? Veran frowned. She was still thirsty and tried to get the serving wench's attention, but the plump redhead seemed more interested in a gaggle of wagon drovers who kept dropping silver into her bodice and groping her well-rounded backside.

Yanash is a Gentle Goddess, with no Paladins of her own. Only one knight errant has stepped forward to help, the nobleman whined. Veran wanted to punch his weasely face; she hated whining. She'd only been in the company of Men for a short time, but whining somehow seemed even more pathetic coming from them.

Great! Send him along and leave me out of it, Veran waved her hand. "I'm leaving town tomorrow. Word