Personally, Richard Forrester had nothing against futanari.
However, having one for an older sister sure made his life weird.
By the year 2020, futanari were quite common; having one in your town was akin to having a McDonalds. Depending on where exactly in the world you are, people had different attitudes towards them. In his little town in Indiana, the response to futanari was pretty normal. There were those who genuinely accepting of them, others who were indifferent, and the small few who really didn't like them much. As for Richard, he didn't care what someone had between their legs, just as long as they didn't try to force themselves on him or anyone else.
His older sister Laurie was born a futanari. The way his parents told it, they were initially shocked, but, of course, they loved her all the same. She'd had a pretty normal childhood.
At the 22 she was very comely, with her long brown hair, green eyes, and seductive body. Nevertheless, she'd had very few boyfriends, since most of the guys were insecure about having a girlfriend with a dick, so she mostly went out with girls, which her parents were fine with.
Scores of girls had limped down the stairs of Forrester home, many of them tired, sore, but eventually hungry for more. Laurie's doctor stressed the importance of condoms, citing the research that proved that futanari sperm was 10 times more potent than that of a regular male's, and, therefore, much more likely to get a female pregnant.
Laurie had to take special pills to manage her sexual desires. Meanwhile, the other members of the Forrester family had to take medication to prevent them to falling prey to the powerful futanari pheromones that she exuded. Laurie's doctors warned Mr. and Mrs. Forrester of the many accounts of futanari engaging in relations with family members due to prolonged exposure to their pheromones.
By the time Richard was a senior in high school, his life seemed great. At 18, he was enjoying being at the top of the school food chain, was slated to go to his first choice college, and was dating the girl of his dreams: Shawna Harper. With her green eyes and whitish-blonde hair, he was convinced that I had landed a ten. He'd never had a serious girlfriend before her, and was convinced that they were going to last forever. He could seriously see himself marrying this girl.
Or so he thought.
It was a few months after Richard and Shawna had graduated. The two of them were planning on going to Richard's uncle's house off Morse Lake. He was going to let them use it while he was out of the country, so the teens would have the place all to themselves for an entire week. It would be a week of swimming, lounging, and, hopefully, some skinny-dipping. Meanwhile, Richard's parents were out of town, and Laurie was home from college for the summer.
The day they were supposed to leave, Richard's grandmother had called to complain that her car battery had died, so, since it was still early in the morning, he figured that he'd have enough time to go to Walmart, pick up the battery, grab some last minute provisions, install his grandmother's battery for her, and still make it home in time to pack up and leave by noon. By the time he had returned home, it was a quarter to eleven in the morning, and he saw Shawna's car in the driveway. He and walked into the house with the groceries, totally unaware of what he was about to discover inside.
Before he could call out Shawna's name, he could hear strange noises from upstairs. Leaving the bags by the door, he crept upstairs, and as he walked down the hall, the sounds became more distinct. The creak of a bed, his sister's grunting, and Shawna's moans entered his ears and filled his body with a mixture of dread, fury, and lust. He slowly opened the door and peeked inside. There, in the bedroom, his girlfriend was getting fucked doggy-style by his older sister.
The two of them didn't notice him, as they were positioned on the bed so that he only saw their left profiles, nonetheless, he could see them quite clearly. Shawna's eyes were grasped shut while Laurie was crouched behind her, a fistful of Shawna's hair in her right hand, and her left hand planted on the small of Shawna's back. His eyes widened at the enormous condom-sheathed sausage that was pistoning in and out of his girlfriend. The air inside the room was thick with pheromones. Richard felt his cock stir within his pants; horrified, he knew that he had to put a stop to it.
He burst into the room and the two of them looked at him in shock; the rest was a blur. There was shouting, crying, apologies and pleas, but it all ended with Richard storming out of the house and driving away, tears in his eyes. He ended up spending the rest of that summer at the lake house alone, only coming back home a few weeks before college to pack.
After the incident, both Shawna and Laurie tried to contact Richard, offering apologies and explanations. Needless to say, he and Shawna broke up. As for Laurie, she never really heard from her brother about that incident. She tried dozens of times to make it right, but he didn't want to hear her. All Richard could think about was revenge.
But, it poisoned him. Richard's first year of college had been tainted. He had trust issues; he met tons of girls that were interested in him, but he kept them at a distance, scared to take them to meet his family, scared that they might be seduced by his futanari sister, her wild pheromones, and her huge cock.
The incident even haunted his dreams. Many times he thought about seeing a counselor, not wanting this issue to haunt him for the rest of his life. It was then that he decided that he would do so, but not before seeking vengeance on his sister. He wanted to make her feel the way he had felt since that day.
The summer after his freshman year at college, Richard decided to come home. His parents had told him beforehand that Laurie would be by a few weeks later, which would give him plenty of time for him to come up with a plan. He had decided that he was going to have sex with whomever Laurie desired the most, and then make her watch. He wasn't planning on taping it; tapes can be turned off; he was going to make her watch. After that, then he would call it even.
But, that was the problem: who the hell did she like?
Even though he and Laurie hadn't really spoken since last summer, he had watched her Facebook page like a hawk, but there was no sign of a significant other. Her pictures were filled with tons of good-looking chicks, especially black girls. Laurie had a thing for the sisters.
Richard even asked through his cousins, asking if Laurie had brought anyone home for the winter holidays. He hadn't come home that Christmas, instead staying with his dad's parents down in Florida so that he wouldn't have to see Laurie and potentially ruin his parents' Christmas. Nothing, no boyfriend or girlfriend.
His last alternative was to rummage through Laurie's old bedroom, hoping that she at least had some unrequited crush from high school that she had fixated on. Maybe some guy that she had yearned for that never would have wanted to be in bed with a futanari. If possible, then Richard would probably have to work hard to get said guy to go with his plan.
Thankfully, his persistence paid off. After booting up her old desktop computer, he found a hidden folder that was extremely helpful. A quick call to one of his more computer-literate friends helped to bypass the password requirement in order to access the file. Inside contained a list of Laurie's old sex conquests. The folder was split into two sections: "Banged" and "Want To Bang".
Looking through the "Banged" file, he was shocked, amazed, and impressed at all the girls Laurie had been with. To his further amazement, he found some guys in there, too. Each individual document contained a rating system, then a review, and some photo and video files. Apparently, when Laurie brought them to her room, she surreptitiously left her webcam on. He spent hours watching a lot of those videos.
Surprisingly, he didn't see Shawna's name come up in the files.
Richard then went to the "Want To Bang" file, seeing a few people on the list, most of them being celebrities like Cara Delevingne and Jon Hamm. After reviewing the lengthy list, he found one that stuck out, one that might actually help with his revenge. This person actually lived in his neighborhood.
The next day, he walked three blocks over to a lovely, cream-orange house. He strode up the walkway, which was surrounded by a well-manicured lawn with neatly-trimmed hedges, and knocked on the front door. A few minutes later, the door opened up and he was greeted by a woman.
The woman wore a big red house dress with white polka dots that did nothing to hide her heavyset frame. The dress also allowed him to survey much of her tanned skin and thick forearms, and the deep V neckline of the garment showed off her bountiful bosom. Even from the front, Richard was able to admire her ample hips and large backside. Her hair was arranged in a bouffant, and reeked of hairspray. Even though her face was fraught with age lines, she still was very attractive, especially with her full lips.
