Shipwrecked on Futa Island Ch. 16

"Yes, yes, yes," I groaned, pounding her bowels hard. "Ooh, you feel amazing around me."

"So big! Futa! Futa!" She tossed her head. "You winged bitches don't get to hog them! Yes, yes, fuck my asshole!"

I pounded her hard and fast. I thrust to the hilt in her anal sheath again and again. I loved every moment of hammering her asshole hard. I plunged into her bowels again and again. It was incredible to thrust into her. I quivered in delight, thrusting away at her.

She squeezed her anal sheath around my dick. She massaged me with her tight asshole, the pressure growing at the tip of my dick. I loved that wonderful ache that formed. It was so incredible being a futa. Just so wonderful.

I could enjoy this all day long. Just slam my futa-dick to the hilt in her bowels again and again. I fucked into her hard and fast. Her bowels massaged my cock. The heat grew and grew in my ovaries. I would have such a mighty explosion of cum.

Just erupt over and over again. This was so awesome. I loved every second of this. My boobs bounced before me as I fucked into her bowels with such force. My ovaries quivered with the need to erupt.

I would flood her bowels with all my cum.

Just spurt all my futa-jizz into her anal sheath.

"I love being a futa!" I moaned as I came closer and closer to cumming. I fucked her bowels with such force.

"Yes, yes, just keep fucking my asshole. Oh, that's good." The demon squeezed her anal sheath down around me. "Oh, yes, yes, just like that! I'm going to cum!"

"Cum, you little demon-whore!" I gasped, fucking her bowels hard.

"Demon?" she groaned. "I'm not a demon! Oh, yes, yes, just fuck me so hard!"

I buried to the hilt in her bowels. I loved how her anal sheath clamped down on me. She trembled, her head tossing. Her hair swayed around her horns. I squeezed her big boobs as I plowed to the hilt in her anal sheath.

She shuddered before her asshole went wild around my dick. I gasped as her bowels suckled at my clit-dick. She nursed at me as I buried to the hilt in her writhing anal sheath. The pressure in my bowels hit that bursting point.

I erupted.

I fired blast after blast of my cum into her asshole. This wonderful delight swept through me. It felt amazing. My entire body quivered with pleasure. The dual delights of cumming with a futa-dick swept through me.

I reveled in them as her anal sheath milked out my futa-cum. She writhed around me, nursing at me. I gasped, ecstasy shooting through me every time my futa-dick erupted. My cunt writhed, juices dripping down my thighs.

"This is incredible!" I gasped as I fired the last of my cum into her bowels.

"Oh, yes," moaned the demon. "It's a shame you won't remember any of this."

"What?" I asked, my entire body quivering with delight. "What do you mean, I won't remember any of this?"

"Because I have to wipe your memory," the demon said. "You've seen down here. You were supposed to stay on the island. Well, the side-effects should make sure you don't poke around where you don't belong."

I ripped my cock out of her asshole. "Side effects?" I stumbled back and hit the table. "What are you talking about?"

Her tail thrust out and touched my cock. "It doesn't matter."

Darkness crashed down on me.

* * *

Mrs. Agatha Hart

"We just have to heal the damage these two suffered," said the demon as she moved through the room. The four of us were lying on our backs. That Hispanic woman from the cruise, Samantha, Kendra, and myself. Samantha and Pita were both burned, but their injuries were repaired. "Then we'll wipe your memories and send you back up to paradise."

"Why?" I gasped. "Why do you have to wipe our memories?"

"Because you can't know what's going on," said the demon. "It could negatively affect your life. It's best if you live in blissful ignorance fucking all day, reproducing, creating a whole new race of humans. A better race." She grimaced as she said that. "Better than us."

"What?" I demanded. "What is going on? You should stop! The angels will save us!"

"Angels?" The demon frowned. "Oh, you mean the windies. They're not angels, they're just like us. Transhumans."

"Trans... what?"

"Transhumans," the demon said. "We've transcended humanity. Done genetic manipulations. Made us have cool things like horns and tails and wings. We made little midgets to do the annoying labor. We thought it was all perfect. Even got rid of the men. That war was costly. Damaged the moon. Our genetic pool was... broken."

"What?" None of this made sense.

"The human race is extinct now. We're the last few dozen, plus our midgets. We can't reproduce. Can't make ourselves into futanari. It's not compatible with the genetic modifications we've done to ourselves. The only thing we could do was reach back in time. Abduct women from the past. More primitive stock. You'll have one gender, so now pesky issues there. You'll reclaim the world. I hope you all do better than us."

"You're not aliens?" the Hispanic woman demanded.

"No," said the demon.

"Oh, wow, I thought they were aliens, Pita," Samantha said. "At least those short ones. Like on the X-Files.

"You're lying," I snapped. "You're a demon. None of this is true! This isn't the future. This is where the faithful are raptured. We've been chosen by God to repopulate the world. You're just trying to confuse us."

"Raptured?" the demon asked. "So that means you're supposed to be protected from the end of the world, right? I studied primitive theology in university."

"Primitive theology!" I huffed. "But, yes, that's what happened."

"So, why are you in my hands if I'm an evil devil serving Satan or whatever you believe in?"

I opened my mouth then slapped it shut. What was going on here?

"This is insane," Pita said. "You stole my sister?" Then she groaned. "That's why Gina hasn't aged at all. She might be missing three years in the past, but she's only been here a few weeks."

"And she's happy because we wiped her memory," said the devil. "You're be happy, too. So, relax. We're almost there. You will have your sight back, Samantha."

"Yes," whimpered Samantha.

"Me scared," whimpered Kendra.

"God, deliver an angel to save us from this demon," I prayed, my entire body trembling. This couldn't be happening. This wasn't supposed to be happening. This is supposed to be paradise. I whimpered as the demon moved around the table.

The door burst open. "WAIT!"

An angel entered. I sighed in relief to see her silver wings spread wide. She was so strong. So beautiful. I was saved. I stared up at the ceiling. The Lord had sent an angel to rescue us. Tears sprang in my eyes.

"What are you doing here, windy?" hissed the demon.

"We don't have to wipe their memories," said the angel. "We don't have to erase them. So, what if they know we're here taking care of them? That won't matter. What matters is that they are fruitful and multiply."

"This is our domain," the demon snarled. "If you had just let us wipe their memories when we captured them, then they wouldn't have broken in down here. They think we're demons or angels or aliens."

"Aliens!" a familiar voice cried. "That's awesome, but they're not."

My daughter jumped around the angel. She was naked and hard, her dyed-black hair spilling down her back. Her small breasts quivered as did her girl-dick. She pursed her lips and stared down at me. Then she flicked her eyes around me.

"Mommy, Mommy, Mommy," she said, shaking her head. "Not angels. Not demons. Just humans who have done way, way, way too much gene modification. Fucked up the whole world. So, they zapped back in time to kidnap us so we can fuck on this island and have babies and breed a whole new race of human beings. So you sort of were right."

"And what about my sister?" gasped Pita. "What about Rosa?"

"Oh, I know Rosa!" Chantelle gasped. "She's awesome. Right, Mom? She's been banging Rosa right and left. They're so hot together."

"She's fine," Pita whimpered with such relief. She muttered something in Spanish. It sounded like a prayer. I was happy for her.

"So, no wiping our memories," Chantelle said. She pressed up against the demon and stroked up and down her. "You know why?"

"Why?" the demon asked, arching an eyebrow.

Chantelle humped her clit-dick against the woman's hip. It was so exciting to watch. My heart beat so fast. It was exciting. Chantelle seemed to have a plan. She had always been such a wild girl. Always sneaking off to fuck guys. Ever since she went goth, she had been out of control.

"How are you going to save us?" I asked, believing in my daughter. I prayed, and God had sent her.

"Simple," said Chantelle. She grabbed my cock. It felt so good to have her stroking up and down my clit-dick. It was an incredible to feel my daughter stroking me. "We're going to fuck you, Demon."

"I'm not a demon," said the demon. "What do you mean?"

"Do'oh." Chantelle rolled her eyes. "Think about it. If we have our memories, then we can have wild monkey sex with all of you. The windies. The horns. The shorties. We can just pound you all the time. Huh?"

"Monkey sex?" the demon asked.

"She means hot and wild and depraved sex," Samantha moaned. "That sounds fun, Chantelle."

"Ooh, Samantha, you're here," Chantelle said brightly. "Hot! You know anyone named Abby?"

"Yes! She's hanging out with Danielle Murphy. We left them up on the cliff when we came into the cave."

"There's a cave?" Chantelle gasped. "Ooh, hot. We came here through the volcano entrance. It opens up."

"I told you!" Pita shouted. "I told you!"

"So, you going to wipe our memories, or get you some futa-dick?" Chantelle asked, sliding her hand down to cup her pussy. She rubbed at the demon's cunt. "Mmm, don't you want me to slam that big cock into your cunt?"

"Yes," whimpered the demon.

"So, no wiping our memory?" purred Chantelle. She thrust her fingers in and out of the demon's cunt. "Why don't you just climb up and ride my Mom's dick? Just work that pussy up and down that futa-cock. And I'll bugger you."

"I..." The demon quivered as Chantelle started to rub at her clit. "Yes! Yes, yes, yes, I want that futa-dick in me!"

"Then get on her and ride her," purred Chantelle. She pulled her hand away while her other hand smacked on the demon's ass. The hot slap echoed through the bedroom.

The demon crawled onto me. Her big boobs swayed. I couldn't believe I was about to have sex with a demon. Or... Was it a human in the future? That made no more sense. But a demon being conquered by the love that God had given us.

Those lush tits of hers were so delicious. I just wanted to grab those big boobs. I reached up and gripped her tits. I massaged them. They were so wonderful to play with. I savored the way that they felt as the demon grabbed my futa-dick.

"Oh, my," she said. "A cock. It's been so long since I've touched a cock."

"Mmm, just slid that pussy up and down my girl-dick," I purred as she stroked me. Pleasure shot down my futa-dick to my pussy. She made me quiver. "Ride me. Enjoy this magnificent clit-cock."

"Enjoy," my daughter cooed.

The demon trembled as she pressed her shaved pussy against the crown of my dick. I shuddered at the wonderful caress of hot flesh. She sank down me. She swallowed my girl-cock. I gasped as she devoured my dick with her sinful snatch.

I loved that pleasure, the heat melting through my cunt. It washed around my ovaries. I savored the passion of her. She had such a wonderful snatch. I would just cum so hard in her. Just flood her with everything that I had.

She gripped me. She worked her pussy up and down my girl-cock. "Oh, wow, that's good," I whimpered. "Oh, ride me."

"Yes," the demon groaned.

Chantelle peeked her head around the demon's. She grabbed the demon's tits, too as the demon gasped. The demon slammed her cunt down my futa-dick and shuddered there. She groaned. I knew that Chantelle was buggering the demon.

Sodomizing that sinful creature.

Rapture spread over the demon's face. Her cunt clenched down on my girl-cock. She trembled there, her hips wiggling back and forth, stirring her twat around me. I savored by how wondrous this felt on me.

Chantelle moaned. I felt her futa-dick through the membranes of the demon's flesh. It was so hot feeling my daughter's girl-cock. I loved it. This was an incredible rush to share her with my daughter. Chantelle smiled at me over the demon's shoulders.

"So hot to share this demon with you, Mommy," groaned Chantelle.

"I'm not a demon," groaned the demon. Her silvery horns would prove differently.

She squeezed her cunt around my futa-cock and slid her pussy up me. The pleasure melted down my shaft and rippled through my pussy. My ovaries quivered, brimming with the load of futa-cum that I would erupt into her pussy.

Chantelle moaned and pumped away. As the demon rode my dick, I felt my daughter's girl-dick thrusting away at the demons' bowels. Hot twat and my daughter's futa-cock massaged my clit-rod. It was so wonderful to experience.

The demon worked her cunt up and down my girl-dick, the pleasure fluttering through me. I savored every second of that juicy and tight cunt working up and down my dick. I squeezed my eyes shut, loving this pleasure. It swept over me.

"Oh, yes, yes," I moaned. "Oh, that's so good!"

"Ooh, I bet she's just riding your cock, Mommy!" moaned my daughter. "Yee-haw! Ride her, partner!"

"What?" the demon groaned.

"Ignore her," panted Pita. "She's just being juvenile."

"Yep!" Chantelle moaned. "Damn, this is an amazing asshole. Ooh, I am fucking it so hard."

"Yes, you are," moaned Samantha. "Wow, Chantelle, I had no idea how wild you were."

"Mmm, I'll show you wild later," said Chantelle. "If you haven't gotten that cherry popped, I'll take care of it."

"It's popped," purred Samantha. "Ooh, you're cute, angel."

"Not an angel," said the angel. "I'm Si."

"Well, Si, how about you just ride my cock?" Samantha purred. "Mmm, you got some sexy breasts. I always did love a nice pair of tits. Like yours, Mrs. Hart."

I opened my eyes to see the angel straddling Samantha. "You liked my tits?" I gasped. "Really?"

"Yeah, she's gay, Mommy," Chantelle moaned, slamming hard into the demon's asshole. "If I wasn't so busy chasing cock, I would have let her eat my pussy. Get her out of that closet."

"I'm out now," groaned Samantha as she cupped Si's breasts. She squeezed the angel's big and soft boobs. A big smile spread on Samantha's lips as she kneaded those. It was hot to watch. I was so glad for her.

We had found out who we truly were here. I had no regrets. I was enjoying being a futanari on this island. Now that we had worked things out with the demons. The Lord had responded. I would be reunited with my daughters. We'd form a new family. It would be outstanding. I couldn't wait for that happy moment.

But first, I had to cum so hard in the demon's cunt. And she was making that so easy with that hot twat working up and down my clit-cock. She squeezed her snatch around my cock and slid up me. She massaged me with that hot flesh. I groaned, loving every second of her hot twat.

My ovaries quivered, building and building with the pressure to erupt into the demon's cunt. She groaned, her big boobs bouncing over me. Silver shone from her horns as she stared down at me. Such joy spread across her face.

"I'm going to cum so hard," she groaned. "On a cock. Oh, Mrs. Hart, I'm going to cum so hard on your dick!"

"You just go ahead and enjoy that passion," I purred. "The Lord made Futa Island a place where women can have all the orgasms they want."

The demon rolled her eyes. "Whatever you say. Believe whatever you want. I don't care. Just let me cum on this big dick."

"Cum so fucking hard!" squealed Chantelle, her excited face bobbing over the demon's shoulder.

"Yes, yes, yes," Samantha moaned as the angel rode her, sliver wings spreading wide and flapping.

The pressure built and built at the tip of my futa-dick. I groaned as the demon slammed her cunt down my cock. Her face twisted with delight. She quivered there, her big boobs bouncing. She arched her back. Chantelle fucked her hard, burying her clit-dick into the demon's asshole.

The demon bucked on me. Her hot twat convulsed around my dick. I shuddered as her infernal cunt rippled about my futa-dick, suckling at me. I groaned at how amazing her flesh felt. She teased me. Brought me closer and closer to erupting.

"Fuck!" Chantelle moaned, plowing to the hilt in the demon.

"Futa-cum!" squealed the demon, her cunt suckling harder on her. "Cum in me, too, Mrs. Hart!"

"I..." Her pussy caressed the crown of my cock. My ovaries burst with delight. "Yes! Lord, yes!"

My futa-cum spurted into the demon's cunt. I groaned, blast after blast of jizz erupting into her cunt. I quivered here, stars dancing before my eyes. The heat swept through me. This wild passion had me quivering with the delight of this pleasure.

It was intense. Insane. I groaned, my cunt writhing around that big futa-dick. I loved this so much. My boobs bounced and heaved. The pleasure rushed through me. Stars danced across my vision as my mind drowned in ecstasy.

"Two futas are cumming in me!" gasped the demon.

"Oh, you're so lucky," whimpered the angel. "Ooh, ooh, Samantha. That big dick!"

"Ride me!" Samantha moaned.

I shuddered, the pleasure surging through me. Ecstasy burst across my vision. I felt so good. So amazing. I could just float away. That was how awesome I felt right now. The pleasure shot through me. The ecstasy raced through my body.

The demon's cunt milked my futa-dick. She suckled at me. I savored the way she worked out every drop of cum that I had in my ovaries. I trembled, the pleasure hitting that wonderful peak. Stars swept across my vision. I felt so dizzy.

"Oh, my," groaned the demon.

"You're really not an alien," Pita said.

"No," the demon panted, her big boobs rising and falling over my head. They were so delicious to look at. I loved the sight of them. "No, I'm not."

"That's hot," purred Pita. "Why don't you come suck my futa-cock, then you're going to take me to my sister, Rosa."

"Deal," the demon purred as she slid off my futa-dick. And my daughter's girl-cock. It was an incredible delight. I quivered as Chantelle's clit-rod slapped down on my shaft. She smiled at me, her eyes dancing.

"Mmm, Mommy," she purred and slid down. "I did something useful."

"You did," I purred as she pressed her small titties into my round breasts. "I knew you could, sweetie. I knew you could."

She kissed me. Her lips melted to mine. I groaned, savoring the incestuous delight of kissing my daughter. Our tongues danced together as our clit-cocks twitched and throbbed against each other. I could so fuck her. Or she could fuck me.

That was the beauty of being here on Futa Island. We could just love each other. It was our Garden of Eden. I was so happy. My hands stroked down my daughter's back. I gripped her rump. I kneaded her ass, loving the feeling of her booty.

She broke the kiss and purred, "Mmm, now, where is Elise? You did rescue her, right?"

My eyes bulged as panic shot through me.

* * *

Eliza Hart

I swallowed as the demon moved to the table. I'd woken up back on it after she touched my cock with her tail.

"You really, really don't have to wipe my memory," I whimpered.

"I'm afraid I do," she said and touched a section of the glowing wall. The ceiling above me grew even brighter. The light flared down at my body. I squirmed on the table, wanting to move, but it held me down.

The light changed from silver to gold to red. It started shifting through the colors.

"Just stare at the light," the demon cooed, her tone so light. So friendly. "This will all be over soon. Then you'll be back to frolicking on the surface with the others. You'll soon have babies. Raise a whole new generation of people. Newcomers will arrive. It'll be a beautiful thing. You'll see."