Job Description Pt. 04

Her hair was short, spiky, and dyed a bright pink color. She had a cute face, with a large pair of glasses that made her eyes look slightly magnified, and a skinny body with very modest curves. She looked younger than the others, probably only 18 or 19. The most noticeable thing about her though, was how short she was. Unlike Greta and Sheila, who were both over six feet tall, this futanari looked to be barely four and a half. All she had on was an oversized t-shirt that came down to her mid thigh and some fuzzy socks.

"Oh! Uh...Hello! My name is Riley, I'm the new research assistant. Would you like some pancakes? They're fresh off the stove!"

The futa didn't respond, simply staring at me. Her eyes travelled down my body and as they fixed in on my ass I saw a strand of drool begin to run from the corner of her mouth. "Are you okay?" I asked, as the silence began to grow uncomfortable. "Maybe she just needs to cum..." I thought to myself as I glanced toward her groin. It was as if she had read my mind because at that moment the bottom hem of her shirt began to lift up. I was already expecting her cock to be big, but as it came into view I was once again taken by surprise. Despite being the shortest of the futanari, somehow her cock had inflated to a size that surpassed both of the others in length and girth. At the base it was roughly the same girth as Sheila, but steadily widened outward to its largest point just before the head, and then tapered down to a short blunt tip. The length seemed to be just shy of two feet. The sack underneath was just as impressive, and almost seemed to pulse in time with the thick veins that ran along the shaft of her dick. The juxtaposition between her tiny body and the weapon of mass destruction in between her legs would have been comical, but I knew that it wouldn't be long before that behemoth would have to fit inside of me.

As her cock reached full mast, she seemed to exit the trance that she was in. She wiped the drool that ran down her chin and launched herself at me, tackling me at the waist and bringing me down onto the cold hard tile floor. With a surprising amount of strength, she seized my shoulders and flipped me onto my stomach before climbing onto the back of my thighs. Wasting no time, her hands gripped my buns and pulled them apart to gain access to my puckered hole. She let loose an animalistic growl as she lined up her cock and thrust into me. Even the previous fucking by Greta and Sheila hadn't been enough to prepare my ass for the size of this cock, and as a result it only sank in a couple inches before getting stuck at the girthiest section. White hot pain lanced out from my asshole as she pulled out and tried to force her way in once more. Three more times she pounded me, each time failing to force her cock past my overstretched rim. On the fourth try she pulled all the way out and with a cry of determination launched herself back into me. With an audible popping sound, she sank past the point of resistance and then continued until she bottomed out.

My eyes were red and watery from the pain of having my asshole forced open by her monstercock, and I could feel my organs complain as they were pushed aside by the massive object now firmly sheathed inside of my body. Its length extended so far within me that I could feel the point on my upper belly where it pressed outwards against my skin. The pain from my asshole had reduced slightly now that it was seated at the base, which was comparatively narrower than any other point on her shaft, but overall I was still in a state of extreme discomfort. I tried to catch my breath and relax as much as possible, but I knew that there was only so much that I could do to ease the pain when dealing with a penis of this size.

The shift in her position let me know that she was about to start thrusting. Her hands wrapped themselves around my torso as she pressed herself against my back and her feet hooked themselves on the inside of my knees, forcing me to spread my legs further. She then pulled out several inches and began making short and sharp thrusts, steadily increasing her pace until she was jackhammering me like a rabbit in heat. Each impact sent shockwaves through my body and made me grit my teeth as I hung on for dear life. It was then that I noticed a pair of feet standing by the door to the kitchen.

"I see you've met Maddison. Normally she's a sweetheart but if she goes too long without cumming she can be a nightmare to deal with" Greta said casually, as she strolled by and began loading up a plate with the pancakes I had made. I couldn't form words, so I gazed pleadingly at Greta as she walked over to the kitchen table and sat down to eat her breakfast. No help would be coming from her though, so I lowered my head back down onto the floor and closed my eyes.

Longevity apparently wasn't Maddie's strong suit, as it hadn't even been a minute before I felt the first jet of her sperm inside me. It came with no warning, hitting me like a punch in the gut and filling me up to max capacity for the third time that day in a matter of seconds. Despite being mid orgasm, Maddie's thrusts never stopped or slowed, and as the cum overflowed from my butt it was whipped into a frothy mess by the rapid impact of her pelvis against my cheeks.

On and on it went, each pounding sending ripples of force through my limp body. The first orgasm came and went with Maddie never missing a beat, and another couple minutes later the second one passed in the exact same fashion. Her cock never softened, her ruthless pace never slowed, and the volume of her load never dropped. Each time her jizz spewed into me it would push at the limits of my stomach before ultimately being expelled from my ass as my belly tried and failed to stretch any further. The floor around us was becoming increasingly drenched as the excess spilled from my ass and dripped down my balls onto the tile, creating a slick surface for me to slide around on as I got fucked.

It wasn't until the sixth load that I finally noticed a change in her behavior. Her grip on me had loosened and her pace began to drop off. Her pattern switched from short and sharp thrusts to a slow and deep plowing motion which dragged almost her entire length in and out, only stopping before the fattest portion near the tip exited my sphincter. Her hands shifted to my butt cheeks and she pressed into them as she raised her body upright. She gave a couple more strokes, each one travelling the full length of my intestines, before she let out one final groan and dug her hands into my ass. A last deluge of cum flooded my insides as the futa collapsed backwards onto the ground, unconscious.

I lay there, cum spilling out of my gaping asshole, not having the motivation or energy to get up after the brutal ass reaming I had received. I could just see out of the corner of my eye the exposed form of Madisson laying behind me, her flaccid snake draped over her thigh and still drooling out the last dregs of semen. As I looked at her I was struck by a surprising moment of tenderness. Living in a lab and dealing with the hardships of her physical condition couldn't have been easy for the young woman, and in that moment I felt both sympathy and obligation. I dragged myself over the slippery floor and took her into my arms, allowing her head to rest against the softening swell of my belly. I looked down at the peaceful young lady sleeping in my lap, so drastically different from the feral creature that had abused me earlier, and realized that the futanari here desperately needed someone who could care for them. At that moment I decided: I was going to be that person, and make sure that they never went another day without cumming.