Captured by a Futa

By Harmony Fuller

Which is stronger: Blood or Lust?

Golden Twins, Bri and Chi, are on a mission to find and capture an invading Lightning Dragon. On their hunt they stumble across a group of three such intruders, slithering their way across the skies, safe within the protection of the clouds. In a misguided attempt at leadership Chi suggests that they split up, sending Bri to wait among the lower mountain cliffs.

While she is waiting Bri is ambushed by a small dragon that she mistakes for one of the Lightning trio. A short fight turns into something more as she discovers that this little changeling is hiding an erotic secret.

Meanwhile, Chi finds herself surrounded and captured. She is taken back to the Lightning’s lair and presented to Commander Layla, a Futa who is as powerful as she is beautiful. Layla mistakes Chi for her twin and takes her back to the bedroom. You will have to read to find out what kind of twists happen on and under the sheets when she finds out she has the wrong sister.

Can Bri trust her sexy little changeling or is she really a spy for the Lightning Dragon Commander?

What will happen to Chi when Layla finds out she is not the sister she is looking for?

Captured by a Futa is the hot and steamy third entry into the world of Futa-Dragon Shifters. It features 10,000 words of in depth Futa-on-female, light BDSM, oral, virgin, penetration, and more orgasms then you can count.

Make sure you bring your water bottles, cause this one is HOT HOT HOT!

• Language: English
• Publisher: DrunkFlamingoPublishing
• Release date: Dec 23, 2022
• ISBN: 9781005837204

Harmony Fuller

Writer, gaming enthusiast, foodie, and lover of all things Lesbian, Gender Swap, & Futa are just a few things that describe Harmony Fuller. With a passion for Science Fiction and Fantasy, you are more likely to find her sexy heroines in a dragons lair than a corporate office.She is currently writing part time in Southern California but hopes to one day move back to her farm in the heartlands and write full time.

Book preview

ON THE HUNT

Bri dove, cutting off her twin as she swooped into the lead. The wind rushed over her scales as she left Chi struggling to catch up in the tailwind. Between them her twin might have the strength, but she had the speed. A scowl crossed her face as her eyes flicked over to the coming storm on the horizon. Thunder clouds were blowing in, swirling ominously.

An image flashed in front of her eyes, her own body contorted in both pleasure and pain. Sparks of lightning ran across her body, causing her to sway and move under the Futa that was buried in her hot sex. The other dragon had ambushed her as she had been bathing in a warm hot spring on the edge of the Fire Dragon’s territory. She had been terrified, captured alone, without her sister. Her body had quickly learned that the Lightning scout had only wanted one thing from her. She remembered the thrill, how naughty she had been.

Bri saw a flash in the distance, the roll of thunder quickly following on its heels. She flinched, trying to shake off the memory even as her body was starting to respond. Deep within she could feel her scales warming, softening as the rain pelted her body. She shivered, craning her neck around to find her sister.

There must be one close. Chi was gliding just under her twin, using her body to block the worst of the coming storm. She snorted, a puff of flame erupting from her snout. I fucking hate Lightning dragons. Slimy electric eels!

Bri’s multihued eyes rolled at her sister's scorn. The only lightning kin she had ever seen had been anything but slimy. Silky, soft, smooth…. but not slimy. She felt her pussy clench, boiling hot beneath her scales. The memories returned.

Strong, sure hands stroked at her breasts, twisting and toying with her nipples while the Futa’s tongues waged a war between their mouths. The Lightning Futa had practically crackled with energy, causing Bri’s skin to prickle into gooseflesh. It had made every touch, every caress all the more exciting.

They had spent the afternoon together. She had still been young and easily dominated. She found it natural and almost freeing to submit herself to the older, more assured dragon. Her name had been Layla, and she had been beautiful. In her Futa form, her skin had been tanned and smooth, marred only by a single scar on her right hip. It had looked like a burn. Bri remembered how badly she had wanted to touch it, how painfully she had wanted to lick it. But all of Layla had been lickable. She remembered the way her long, silver hair had flowed and frizzed out from her body, as though it always had a bit too much static cling running through it. Her eyes had been grey as well, strikingly silver as they gazed intelligently out from her face. Bri had never thought eyes could be inherently intelligent, but when she had first looked at Layla, she could see her calculating her odds of winning, summing up the young Fire Dragon.

The Lightning’s beauty had extended beyond her skin and hair. Her breasts had been perfect, full, and rounded with small pink nipples that always seemed to stand erect. Her hips had been