Fertile for the Sexy Futa Witch

By Domino Lovelace

Isa is a young witch who wants to have a baby - the problem? There aren't enough males to go around. But she's in luck. Certain witches have morphed themselves into futas and offer their services to needy women looking to fill the void in the life - and between their legs.

Innocent Isa choses Petra, a sexy, powerful witch with a huge surprise hiding under her expensive gown. Is Isa getting in over her head, or is this seductive futa the answer to all her problems?

Fertile for the Sexy Futa Witch is an erotic short starring hot futa on female action with just a touch of magic. Featuring creampies, oral, submission, domination, impregnation, and a seductive supernatural futa that'll have your toes curling. It's first told from the futa perspective, then the female perspective.

• Language: English
• Publisher: Domino Lovelace
• Release date: Jun 16, 2021

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Copyright © 2021 by Domino Lovelace

All rights reserved

All depicted characters are 18 years or older.

This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, places, and incidents either are the products of the author’s imagination. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, businesses, companies, events, or locales is entirely coincidental.

– ISA–

I always told myself I didn't want children, but now I'm sitting in a teahouse waiting to meet the futa who will get me pregnant.

I never expected them to accept my application. I never imagined they would come to my house, interview me, see what kind of life I could offer a baby. Never in my wildest dreams did I think they would accept me, a lowly witch from a lesser family that never achieved much of anything. I’m a nobody, and this is the most renowned teahouse this side of the world. I don’t belong here.

Some other guests seem to think the same, judging by the looks they gave me when I walked in. I don’t recognize them, but I can tell from their elaborate gowns that they’re from a far wealthier family than I am.

Maybe they're not as choosy as the rumors say? I muse as I look around the room. The teahouse is surprisingly classy for a place that amounts to a brothel. There are a few more tables around, but they're all obscured from my view. I hear whispers, I sense the sexual tension in the air, but I'm not a part of it.

Not yet. But soon.

I look around the room, to the beautiful women preparing a tea set for some guests. I can't help wondering if they're ‘futas,’ as the teahouse calls them.