Lesbians' Futa Wish (Book 4 of "Erotic Wish Fulfillment")

By Alana Church

Judy and Pam are lesbians who have a naughty desire. Pam wants to be taken like a man. But the strap-on they bought isn't doing the job.

Enter Gene! The magical genie turns Judy into a sexy futa-woman! But can she overcome her surprise at her hot, throbbing passion and use it to give Pam the completion she craves? Find out in "Lesbians' Futa Wish"!

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Her eyebrows lifted as she took in the length of her lover’s body. Something was just a bit...off. Under the long t-shirt she had worn to bed, there was a strange, unidentifiable...lump...in the general vicinity of her crotch.

Pam put her hand over her mouth to stifle a laugh. She hadn’t, had she? It was so like her girlfriend to refuse to admit defeat. For some reason, Judy must have decided to give the strap-on another try, and had put it back on. And had then fallen asleep. Did she think that having it on would allow her to get used to it? Did she think that a long, slow lovemaking session might get them both to the point where they would both get the pleasure they wanted out of the toy?

Well, if she wants to give it another shot, I’ll try, she thought, as she climbed back into bed. Maybe it wasn’t really too big. She lay propped on one elbow, looking down into the face of her beloved. Poor kid. She must have gotten up earlier this morning, while I was still asleep, and put the dang thing on. And then fell asleep waiting for me to wake up.

She leaned down, her lips brushing one soft cheek, while her hand reached down to flip up the hem of Judy’s shirt.

And then lay stock-still, her eyes staring at what her hands had revealed.

That’s not...possible.

Pam slowly sat up, her jaw hanging open.

Instead of the complicated mass of straps and buckles she had expected to see, with the lilac-colored phallus of the strap-on fastened over Judy’s crotch, instead there was this...miracle.

She reached out, her fingers aching to touch it, to see if it was real, and not just a dream, and then pulled back. Instead, she leaned closer to inspect the-

Amazing. Incredible.

-undeniably erect object that leaped up from her lover’s groin like a dream made flesh. Long, thick, and tumescent, but still smaller than the monstrosity that their overeager libidos had insisted they get with the strap-on, it emerged from a spot just above Judy’s cleft, its thickness merging with her skin. Thankfully, the arcane blessing that had bestowed it on her lover had seen fit to leave out some of the more unpleasant parts of the male anatomy. There was no unpleasant, wiry clump of pubic hair; no gross, sagging scrotum; no lumpy set of testes to mar her girlfriend’s beauty. Only a lovely, lovely phallus, bobbing just a bit, in time with her heartbeat. Peachy-pink in color at the base, shading to a dark magenta at the tip, which was just slightly wet, a trace of clear fluid leaking from the tip.

She had to touch it. Had to make sure that her staring eyes weren’t playing tricks on her, that she wasn’t hallucinating. Biting her lip, she reached out, running one finger along the side of the shaft.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Boruma Publishing, LLC
• Release date: Nov 27, 2020
• ISBN: 9781005883256

Alana Church

Born and raised in Illinois, Alana attended the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign, graduating with a degree in Education in 1994. She soon found out that the teaching life was not for her, and after a series of adventures has settled down in the Chicago suburbs, where she works for a telecommunications company.Alana lives alone, surrounded by books, pictures, a pile of story ideas, and a turtle named Pedro.

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Lesbians’ Futa Wish

By Alana Church

Artwork by Moira Nelligar

Copyright 2020 Alana Church

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~~ All characters in this book are over 18. ~~

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Chapter 1

It was a quiet night at Angel’s, the premier lesbian club in Louisville.

Actually, Judith thought, Angel’s was probably the premier lesbian club in all of Kentucky, a state that was not exactly known for its scintillating LGBTQ scene. Although things had changed quite a bit in the last twenty years, at least according to some of the older women, Kentucky was still a place where a lesbian was best served by keeping her head down and her mouth shut.

Angel’s, however, was a safe haven, even though it was a slow night. A few couples were talking at the tables scattered along the far wall, but the dance floor was empty, and the music was muted. Things would probably get busier later in the evening, but right now it was barely after six. Angel herself was manning (or womaning, Judy thought with a grin) the bar tonight, with ample help from Danny, when he could be torn away from talking with his new girlfriend, a blond-haired beauty with a set of tits that Judy drooled over every time the woman stopped by for a drink. Millie was laughing, her blue eyes twinkling as she said something under her voice to her roommate Poppy, a girl that Judy had gone out with a time or two in the past. Judy had never figured out if Millie and Poppy were together, or just good friends. There was something about the way their hands casually brushed against each other just a little bit too often…

Well, I think it’s just greedy, Judy thought with a sniff, and took another sip of her drink. Lime-flavored rum slid down her throat, easing her tired muscles. Even if you’re as hot as Millie is, there should be some sort of rule that you only get one girlfriend or boyfriend at a time. Not both.

Though I guess she could be bi. Her forehead wrinkled and she shook her head. Thank God I’m not. It’s hard enough keeping one woman happy. How could I manage a man and a woman at the same time?

A set of lips brushed her cheek, and a slender figure slid onto the stool beside her. Hey baby, Pam said. Her girlfriend’s quick smile glimmered. How you doing?

Great, now that you’re here. Judy nodded down the bar, where Millie’s bubbling laugh was ringing out. I was almost about to be infected with an overdose of happiness.

Oh, is someone a grumpypants today? Pam teased, as she lifted a hand and waved at Danny. The young bartender nodded and walked down towards them.

Hey there, Pam, he said, setting out a coaster. Get you something?

A negroni sounds good, she said with a smile.

You got it. He turned away, plucking bottles off the shelves as he began to mix her drink.

So. Pam put her elbows on the bar. How was work?

Judy made a face. Oh, just wonderful. It’s the end of the month, so we were doing inventory all day. And we didn’t get finished, so I have more of the same to look forward to on Monday. Hooray, she said sourly. Her job at a medical supply company paid the bills, but it wasn’t exactly what she had expected when she graduated from college. Still, the way the economy was going these days, she was