Fertile Futa Duets

By Gia Maria Marquez

Take a pregnant pause for two fertile futa tales!

In Pregnant by Her Futa Friend, Becca’s biological clock has been ticking so loudly it keeps me awake, and I live clear across town! When she called me in the middle of the night to say “Corrine, he broke my heart!” I rolled out of bed and drove straight to her place. I only went to offer comfort. Becca wanted more. She knows my not-so-little secret, and she’s desperate to get pregnant... by any means necessary.

In Fertile Futa and the Masters of Impregnation, Clara wants to get pregnant more than anything else in the world. Lucky for her the couple next door have magical powers of impregnation! Clara always thought they were a little weird, but she never imagined that at night they became giant superhero action figures with a supernatural ability to fertilize any body type. And you’ll never guess how they do it!

• Language: English
• Publisher: BetweenTwo
• Release date: Sep 28, 2023
• ISBN: 9798215892695

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Fertile Futa Duets

Two Fruitful Stories

By Gia Maria Marquez

Pregnant by Her Futa Friend

When my phone rang at 12:34, I knew it was Becca. She had a lot of crises, and always in the middle of the night.

I hadn’t even said hello when she wailed, He broke up with me, Corrine! He broke my heart! Why???

Not this again.

Rolling out of bed, I said, Hold tight. I’ll be right over.

The short drive to Becca’s house gave me a moment to think about what I should say.

I knew what I wanted to say: he broke up with you because you’ve only gone out four times and already you’re talking about babies!

Becca didn’t understand how desperate she came off. Her biological clock was ticking so loudly it alerted everyone in the vicinity. I’m surprised Frank made it to four dates with her.

Most guys didn’t.

It’s a shame, because Becca was a beautiful girl. She looked younger than her 37 years—tall, thin, gorgeous. Blonde hair and good skin. I think that’s why she never had many close friends. Other women were intimidated by her good looks.

Anyone self-assured enough to stick around eventually got driven off by her neediness, though. It wasn’t only men’s attention she demanded.

When I got to Becca’s little house, she was standing in the doorway, backlit by interior lights. I couldn’t see her face clearly until I’d walked up the front steps.

Oh, Becca! I said, wiping her cheeks with both thumbs.  You need to start buying waterproof mascara.

The girl was a mess.

She hadn’t taken off her date dress, which was shiny red and tightly fitted. Sometimes I wondered how she pulled off a strapless dress. It’s not like she had the boobs to hold it up. That was the only area where I had her beat, though I never showed off my assets.

Becca’s dress was very short. She liked to show off her legs, and I could understand why. They were long and pale and looked perfect when she’d fitted her feet into high heels. She’d kicked those off, but her bare feet were quite attractive, too, with the nails painted the same scarlet red as her dress.

Come on, I said, leading her to the couch.  "Tell me all about