A Futa's Uniform

Veronica couldn’t decide if she was in Heaven or Hell. The humiliation of her position, trapped as a pair of panties with a front row seat to her girlfriend's infidelity was awful; but the pleasure thrumming through her right now was unlike anything she’d ever experience. Each time Carla moaned or those balls slapped against her she felt her own pleasure increase. Somehow knowing there was no end in sight, no orgasm to give her relief only added to the torturous bliss.
The panties were her pussy and ass transformed, it was almost as if she was sleeping with them both at the same time. There was no other way to describe it.
The danger as well had her right on the edge. Most of her was safe, spread out across the floor but those panties were dangerously close to ripping. She could feel the strain, the stitches threatening to pop and the elastic in the waistband threatening to snap with each and every thrust. She was on the edge in more ways than one and it all fed into an never ending loop of humiliation and arousal; so much so that she couldn't even tell the difference anymore.
Carla’s breaths turned sharp and short and in the shadows beneath Cindy’s dress Veronica watched her hole tighten. Cindy was getting close as well, her thrusts becoming short and sharp, angled perfectly to produce the most pleasure for them both. Veronica could feel her balls tightening against her yet she could tell by the guttural grunts escaping the woman’s voice she was holding back; trying to tip Carla over the edge first.
Veronica had never heard Carla’s voice get so high and desperate, she could barely get the words out as she began to babble and beg for more.

“Oh God…Oh my God I-I’m going t-to-! OOOOOOOOHHHHHHH!!”

What little dry fabric remained in Veronica’s panties was instantly soaked as Carla came, seed shooting and instantly seeping into the fabric turning the front into a sticky mess. That was the least of Veronica’s problems though; Carla’s legs spasmed uncontrollably as she came and it was the final straw that broke the camel's back. Veronica felt herself tear at the edges, it was slight but the feeling of her seems coming undone almost did her in a well. It was as close to cumming as she could get and even though she knew it spelt doom for her she couldn’t help but revel in it.
A moment later Cindy was cumming as well and Veronica watched in a dreamlike state as more seed dribbled out at the edges of Carla’s hole. The two futas collapsed against the desk, breathing heavily until finally they pulled apart.

“Glad to have you on board.” Cindy smiled as she straightened herself out, “We’ll have to have more of these…reviews. Say, once a week.”

“I uh….” Carla stumbled, her legs were still trembling from the force of her orgasm, “I’d like that.”

Carefully she began picking up the various pieces of her outfit, and Veronica felt her thumb brush over the small tears in the side of her panties as she pulled them back on. Veronica felt strangely relaxed about the whole affair as Carla redressed. Somewhere in the back of her mind she was sure she was supposed to be upset right now; her girlfriend had just cheated on her after all and got her stuck as an outfit for the foreseeable future.
Perhaps it was the pleasure she had just experienced or perhaps it was the comfort that was being worn again after most of her had been discarded on the floor. Perhaps even the loving way Carla wiped the juice and seed from her inner lining. Regardless of the cause she said nothing as Carla redressed and said her goodbyes to Cindy. The blonde gave her a flirtatious wave before seamlessly becoming a professional once more as she sat down behind the desk.
Somehow, Carla had managed to put all her clothes back on and look just as professional walking out of the office as she had when she walked in. She went to her new desk and quietly patted a hand over her skirt.

“We’ll find a way to fix you.” She whispered, “I…I don’t know what came over me. Cindy is just so hot and it’s been so long since I had another futa take me.”

‘I didn’t realise you missed it so much.’

“Me either and…” Carla hesitated for a moment, ensuring once more that nobody was listening. “Knowing you were there watching and feeling everything just made it so much hotter. I am so sorry, Veronica.”

‘I know it must sound strange but…I am okay with you sleeping with Cindy under one condition.’ Veronica said in a low voice.

“Yes?”

‘Wear me each time?’

Carla chuckled.

“That’s the least I can do. Until they find a way to change you back I don't have much of a choice, do I?”

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