I tossed and turned throughout the night, anxious dreams and nightmares continually waking me. When Lilis eventually shook me awake, she was already up and dressed.
“I’ve let you sleep long enough. Class is starting soon,” she said in a chastising tone.
It was difficult to get out of bed. My body felt lethargic, unresponsive. Worse, a thirst slowly consumed me, growing further with each passing second. I knew it was going to cause me trouble.
Lilis had no plans to wait, however. My harried roommate pulled me up and to my feet.
“Come on. We can’t be late,” she insisted. “There’s an examination today.”
I nodded, managing a step forward. She grabbed my hand, helping me along toward the door. As we reached it, my slow, stumbling pace finally became too much for her.
“I’ve got a better idea,” Lilis said.
Something about her words made me nervous. Worse, it was somehow only then that I remembered we’d both slept nude. I stared down at the bare red skin.
There was definitely something wrong with me; I shouldn’t feel this disoriented. Even my thoughts felt oddly sluggish. My libido, however, seemed to only be getting worse.
By the time I looked back up, Lilis approached with something in hand. I eyed the loop of leather, realizing too late what it was. The collar slipped around my neck with ease, as though it was meant to be there. Staring her way with widening eyes, I ran a finger along its inner rim.
Something clicked around the small metal loop that was attached, and I realized that Lilis had affixed a leash to it. Without even waiting for me to come to terms with it all, my roommate strode forward, and with a yank of the long cord of leather in her hand, I stumbled forth with her.
She opened the door, and I let out a weak “W-wait!”
Some part of me knew that all this was abnormal—that something about all of this just didn’t make sense. Hadn’t we had a conversation about this kind of thing..? My hands grabbed the end of the leash, pulling back against it. Then I stared down, fumbling to unclasp the thing. When Lilis turned around to glare at me, my muddled thoughts washed away with a shudder.
Her bright green eyes pierced into me. “We don’t have time for this.”
In a flash, Lilis was behind me, pulling my arms to my back. A pair of metal shackles encircled my wrists, thankfully lined with soft leather much like the collar. With my hands now tied behind me, I could do nothing except fidget in place. Another pull of the leash and Lilis brought me out into the hall.
This was all so wrong. We’d discussed this, I was certain of it.
And yet…
My breathing turned heavy, and despite being naked, my body burned with an internal heat. The cloudiness of my thoughts refused to lighten, instead seeming to only get worse. Even walking was hard, the pull of the leash being the only thing that kept me going at Lilis’s quick pace.
The quiet halls turned busy, filled with students both moving in a hurry and hovering with watchful eyes. I could feel their gazes on me, their whispers swirling around us as we moved through the growing crowd. It wasn’t long before the hall became packed, with the only thing tying Lilis and I together being the leash gradually pulling me forward.
The student’s bodies pressed against me as I tried to push my way through the crowd. I felt a hand brush against my thigh, followed by another just below my chest. The soft touch left my skin tingling, as the heat inside me continued building.
More fingers met me, rubbing against smooth skin as I passed students by. The leash on my neck tightened as the crowd of bodies compressed around me. I had to physically squeeze my way through to move forward; all the while, their touches became worse. One met my breast, rubbing against my hardened nipple. Another traveled up my inner thigh, almost reaching the spot between my legs, before the leash pulled me forward. A hand grabbed my tail, yanking the end roughly and making me yelp.
What seemed like over a dozen hands brushed, rubbed, and squeezed me like an endless tide that left me feeling dizzy. Were it not for the leash pulling me forward, I was certain I’d have become lost. It was only as we finally approached the classroom that the crowd let up. With a firm yank of my leash, Lilis pulled me through the door.
The first noticeable thing about the class was just how full it was. A young professor stood in front of a large table, giving some kind of demonstration. As Lilis and I entered, everyone turned to eye us. The professor glared.
My roommate turned to me. “It’s your fault we’re late,” she chided.
I knew she was right. If it wasn’t for me delaying things so much, she’d have certainly made it to class on time. As her fierce green eyes sunk into mine, I knew a punishment was coming. Even if Lilis didn’t insist on it, the professor would.
From behind, Lilis pushed me forward. We passed by several tables, each filled with staring students, most of which seemed to know what was about to come. In front of me was the one empty table in the class, resting in the middle of the room. I gulped.
“Bend over,” Lilis commanded as we stopped in front of it.
Why did her commanding words make my legs quake with delight?
I did as I was told, finding it more difficult than expected with my hands still tied behind me. With how high the table was, my feet were forced to push me up onto my toes, which also managed to stick my ass conveniently up into the air—as though asking to be spanked.
I didn’t need to beg.
Lilis was happy to oblige. The first smack on my rear brought out a heavy gasp, leaving a stinging, dark-red handprint. In front of me, the professor watched on, clearly not yet satisfied. Several students chuckled and whispered.
I felt ashamed to be disrupting class for this. My body felt hot.
I needed more.
“You just had to drag your feet, didn’t you—knowing that this would happen?” Lilis said, just before another slap met my other ass cheek. “All because you can’t just be honest with yourself and admit that you’re just a needy little slut.”
Another smack and I shivered, my hands pulling against their shackles.
“You won’t be able to cum until I tell you to,” she continued. “And you know what you have to do before I’ll give you permission, don’t you?”
The spanking continued until the entirety of my rear had darkened in color. My body continued to heat up, a light sheen of sweat covering me. The building lust rose higher and higher, far beyond any point it had ever reached before. I ached to be touched, to be fucked, or even to be just spanked harder and faster.
“You might not be honest, but your body certainly is,” Lilis continued, rubbing my shivering bottom.
She circled around the table, and I held in the whine that threatened to spill out. With her fully out of the way, I knew that most of the class could see everything—my throbbing rear, the red skin darkened thanks to Lilis’s efforts, and sticking firmly up into the air for all to view; my shaky legs and inviting thighs, poorly balanced up from my toes; my tail, swaying shamelessly through the air; and finally, my needy, dripping cunt, soaking the table below.
I wanted to be touched, to be spanked, to be fucked so hard I passed out. But Lilis was right. I could never ask for such a vulgar thing.
Lilis pulled out a brown leather flogger, letting its numerous strings dangle in front of my face. “This is what you want, isn’t it?”
My arms, still tied together at my back, squirmed. I parted my lips only to find myself unable to respond, my voice having disappeared.
She leaned down until she was hovering just in front of my face and whispered, “Or perhaps you just want to be fucked?”
Once again, I couldn’t respond, no matter how much I wanted to beg for her touch. My voice simply refused to work. The professor walked toward us, pausing at my side. The surprisingly handsome man stared down at me, eyeing my writhing form beneath him with judgemental disdain.
“She needs to be properly punished for disrupting my class like this,” he insisted.
From his right hand, he held out a brush covered in ink. I gulped at the sight. Lilis moved back around to my ass, grabbing the brush with a nod. “Thank you, professor.”
At that, the professor strode away, though rather than heading back up to the front, he turned the other direction, grabbing an empty left seat at table behind me.
I felt the cool touch of the brush as it met my bare skin of my ass. While I didn’t know what Lilis was writing, I could certainly guess.
Needy Slut. Fuck Hole. Cocks Go Here. Free Use Pussy. And any number of other possibilities.
“I wonder if this ink is permanent,” she commented. “Though I suppose that doesn’t really matter, does it?” Lilis stood as she finished, taking a moment to admire her work. “It certainly suits you.”
She strolled to my side and reached out a hand to grab one of my horns, pulling it upward. Once again, she leaned forward. “I hope you’re ready, Ruby. I’m going to make you squeal. We aren’t stopping until you become honest with yourself—until you admit what a horny little succubus slut you are.” Right near my ear, she whispered, “I’m going to make you beg me to let you cum.”
Students began to line up behind me. At first, only one or two brave individuals dared to, but that quickly shifted to most of the class.
Releasing my horn, Lilis circled around me. As she approached my ass again, she said, “Spread those legs, you slut. Let’s see just how ready you are.”
As my legs shakily widened, her fingers slid up my wet thighs until they found the delicate spot between my legs. Two fingers easily slipped inside, almost by accident. I shuddered, so close to an orgasm, yet unable to reach it. For a few seconds, she fingered me, and my head spun.
“I wonder how long you’ll last. I guess I’ll take my turn first.”
Her fingers slid back out, and Lilis pulled down her skirt. A large, hard cock smacked against my ass, rather than the pussy I’d expected. My eyes widened as it pressed against my entrance. I couldn’t help but press back as I panted in need.
I needed it. I needed her cock.
Lilis grabbed my hips and forced her length inside of me. I moaned as she filled me and her hips met my stinging rear. A shudder rolled down my spine.
…
Then my eyes shot open. All at once, my orgasm slammed into me, catching my breath. Was I dreaming?
The orgasm was certainly real enough.
Lilis’s arms tightened around me, hugging me closer. The two of us were tangled together within the covers. Her eyes were closed as she mumbled something in her sleep. My head spun, confused about why she was there hugging me, rather than fucking me from behind with her hard cock.
No, wait. She doesn’t have a cock.
Then the second wave of the orgasm rushed through me. I bit my lip to keep myself from moaning, but couldn’t stop my body from twitching against her.
The leg she had up between my legs pressed further up, making me realize that I was cumming all over it. Somehow, it made the next wave flush through my body even harder.
Through the haze of the head-spinning orgasm, I began to put together what was dream and what was reality.
As my overwhelming lust swirled inside me, and began to slowly calm, a strange desire took its place. If only I really was in that classroom, getting fucked from behind by the woman currently holding me in her arms.
Damn, this was hot. More leashed-up Ruby being affected by her Succubus instincts please .
As my overwhelming lust swirled inside me, and began to slowly calm, a strange desire took its place. If only I really was in that classroom, getting f*cked from behind by the woman currently holding me in her arms.
She is going to do something risky and stupid again, isn't she?
Well, at least she is getting honest with herself. And surprisingly, her lust might just be able to teach her some humility.
Thank you for the chapter!
That makes me wonder if there are collars in this world that would keep Ruby from cumming. No way she could hold it in otherwise in such a situation.
The morning is going to be fun. It's going to be rather hard to deny what happened to Lilis' leg.
DANG GIRLIE!!!!
Oh jeez what a lewd dream.@!
So, it was a dream, that explains why there were things out of context. After all, doing that exhibitionist S&M punishment show disrupts class much more than being late for class.
It seems that Ruby has finally reached the point where she likes Lilis so much that she can't stop having wet dreams about her, even with her succubus instincts craving d*cks to the point of turning Lilis into a futa, huh?
Does Ruby know about futanari or did she dream of a futa version of Lilis without even knowing it?
Are there futa potions in mortal realm?
Lilis looks really cute and comforting as she uses Ruby as a hug pillow. I hope Lilis makes this a habit.
I hope that in the near future Ruby will also be able to wake up with a sleeping Lilis suckling on her breast like a baby.
Thanks for the chapter
Pro tip, maybe don’t go rambling on about futa in the comments of a trans story
@Leek ...why not?
@Gin_Otamegane Yep, you might want to keep that word outside of stories containing trans characters or are written by trans authors since it's usually interpreted as fetish-y, derogatory and overall quite problematic by most trans people. Just a heads-up lest you get into a fight with someone over this issue.
On a side-note though, I had to copy-paste this chunk of words which was my reply to someone else who did the same thing recently, so I understand if you unknowingly did this, just try not to do it again, is all.
@poofy I see.
If I had used the terms "d*ckgirl" and "herm" would I have this problem too?
@Gin_Otamegane f*ck yes
@Leek So what terms would it be safe to use as substitutes?
@Gin_Otamegane *sigh* There isn't really a term needed. In the dream she was a girl with a pen*s. Full stop. By and large, most slang terms are derogatory, so I'd just avoid it entirely.
@jennraeross I see, if slang is derogatory.
So how about something that isn't slang like "hermaphrodite woman" and "inters*x woman"?
@Gin_Otamegane I think as long as you try to avoid 2 things in particular, and you should generally be fine. Firstly, avoid using reductive labels that aren't standard medical terms to refer to transgender/inters*x people, because most people view it as dehumanising. And secondly, don't use the words "male" or "female" to describe a trans character's biological sex. Not sure if you've heard of it, but some transgender people have gender dysphoria, so usually this is a source of dysphoria for many trans readers, which is a turn-off for many transgender readers and may be incentive for them to drop a series.
The easiest way to go about it in my opinion is to just state the genitals the character has, like what this story does.
Her fingers slid back out, and Lilis pulled down her skirt. A large, hard cock smacked against my ass, rather than the pu**y I'd expected.
Usually terms like d*ck, c*ck, p*ssy, v*gina, pen*s, t*ts, bo*bs etc. work, basically most slang and words you'd usually use for cis characters with the exception of the second rule i mentioned earlier. There are many euphemisms that people may use to refer to trans people's genitals in smut writing, as well as smut that altogether bear very little mention of specific body parts altogether, instead going with broad terms like "crotch" etc. . This is usually the case for less explicit stories, usually to minimise genital dysphoria that the writer or reader may experience while writing or reading the story.
However, like I mentioned earlier in the first rule, you can use standard medical terms like "transgender/trans" or "intersex" (note that these two terms are discrete), but don't use "transsexual", because that term is outdated. Inters*x people usually have both genitals. Trans people have whatever genitals they were born with, but that may not be the case if they've had surgery or "magical" means (in fantasy or futuristic stories) to change from one genital to the other, and may even have both genitals with the latter option.
I really, really tried my best to make this as comprehensive as possible, but there are still a few exceptions here and there. At the end of the day, writing smut with transgender/inters*x characters is a pretty complex topic (especially if you want it to be accessible for trans readers) because it is tough to balance between writing explicit scenes well and minimising discomfort that trans readers might feel with certain things that more often than not stems from dysphoria or stereotypes. I had to also do some research myself while writing this, and advise you to do the same as well.
If you've made it this far though, I just want to let you know I'm extremely grateful that you're interested in writing queer-friendly smut though. Feel free to ask me if you need to clarify anything.
@jennraeross Uh huh, a good tip is to steer clear from most forms forms of slang and euphemisms at least until you've read a fair amount of fiction that you know which are generally acceptable for trans people and which aren't because more often than not it can definitely work against you.
@Gin_Otomegane Oops, I just realised I may have misinterpreted your commeng on whether this was for writing smut. Most of what I said is still applicable for trans people irl, but since this is a public space I suppose others can use it too.
@poofy So, would it be okay if I for example referred to an inters*x character as a woman with a d*ck or a woman packing an extra or surprise?
This reminds me that I've seen people use "hen" to refer to the penis. And when I googled it I saw that it was a term used by male pre-operative trans people for women to describe their penis. Used to prevent genital dysphoria.
Inters*x people usually have both genitals
I know that. After all, cases in which someone has genitalia of both genders is just one type of inters*x case...
You don't need to thank me, since I learned some new things thanks to you, I'm the one who thanks you. After all, I didn’t even know about the term “queer friendly” until you mentioned it.
You guessed it right I actually have plans to write and publish smut in the future. Although this will take time as I want to become more independent of Google Translate first, among other things.
Hypothetically, if a female character dies and comes back as undead packing an extra in her crotch, could she be counted as intersex, since coming back as undead is like a type of rebirth or would she be more of a trans type?
@poofy
Uh huh, a good tip is to steer clear from most forms forms of slang and euphemisms at least until you've read a fair amount of fiction that you know which are generally acceptable for trans people and which aren't because more often than not it can definitely work against you.
I see. Could you recommend me some novels like this that are GL, please?
@Gin_Otamegane Eh, the terms "hen", or an "extra" or "surprise" feels iffy and slightly uncomfortable to me, not sure why exactly, maybe it's just me. I think it's better to hold off on using euphemisms until you've read more trans fiction, then you might be able to develop a sensing as to which terms are generally preferred by trans people. I recommend you read more trans fiction that are written by trans authors, because I think usually there's a huge difference in the way trans authors write fiction containing trans characters, as compared to how cis people write trans characters, and it has to do with the difference in emphasising different parts of a trans character. Trans authors usually place more emphasis on the lived experiences of being trans and usually aim to make the reader feel a sense of gender euphoria and catarsis through using the trans character as a self-insert for trans viewers. They tend to put less emphasis on describing and fetishising the body characteristics of a trans character in a way that is directly tied to their biological sex, which makes trans readers feel less put-off.
It's difficult to explain, but I can recommend how you might be able to find well-written novels with trans main characters on scribblehub. Just use "Series finder", turn on "and" for Genre, indicate "gender bender" and "girls love", and indicate the "transgender" tag.
I think you should hold off on reading purely smut for now, I recommend you read more wholesome books first, I think you might be able to see what I mean. The best advice is to read as many different genres and as many stories as you can, both realistic and fantasy, and analyse the way that trans authors write trans stories. I think you can improve your english vocabulary and learn more queer-friendly terms better that way, instead of asking for one or two recommendations. But if you really need a specific author or book recommendation, just let me know.
"Hypothetically, if a female character dies and comes back as undead packing an extra in her crotch, could she be counted as intersex, since coming back as undead is like a type of rebirth or would she be more of a trans type?", as for this, this is why I prefer the first approach that I mentioned earlier, because it is easier in these hypothetical scenarios to just mention the genitals that she has (but avoid placing too much emphasis on it, like I said earlier). Labels can become very convoluted within a fantasy/sci-fi scenario, which is why I think its better you just mention the genitals that the character has instead.
@Gin_Otamegane Language is a difficult and fickle beast to tackle, alas, and I imagine that is especially true for those who are non-native speakers of a language. Back in the late 2000s, when I first realized I was trans, I remember telling my high school friends that I was thinking about getting a "s*x change" lol. Which I later felt rather silly and embarrassed over as I learned more. It was also a time, at least by my experience, when "transsexual" was widely used, and there was a lot less information to find on the internet. Then there was a big shift toward the term "transgender" followed by just "trans" in like the 2010s (though both have been around for quite a lot longer) as the term "transsexual" felt far too clinical or medicalized. It was also, in my mind, a slight break away from negative connotations from the public and what it means to be trans, as well as a redefining of our community and pride.
To get more on point, "futanari" is very much a term from the anime community. I've known some trans people who like the word, but as others have mentioned, most don't. To give a bit of perspective on why: "trans" is generally seen as a term about community and identity, rather than simply the nature or state of one's body. It's a word that's important to a lot of trans people and that we have claimed and defined for ourselves. "Futanari" is generally a word used by cis (non-trans) people to talk about trans and inters*x bodies (defining them by it, even), typically in a purely sexualized way and often while claiming the word is not about trans or inters*x people at all. There's a lot more to say on it beyond that, buuut I kinda stopped writing to type this out, so I'm gonna go back and do that lol.
@poofy Thanks for the advice. I'll try to follow them, but I can't guarantee anything, as they seem like they could make my story even more complicated than I imagined. Not to mention that I don't even know if the characters I planned would serve the self-insert of trans and inters*x viewers, since some of them are monster girls or hybrids with very different and unique bodies.
For example, one of them, in addition to having a penis and vagina, also has 10 multifunctional retractable tentacles that can transform to have reproductive functions if she wants to compensate for the disadvantages she suffers from having a small body. What do you think?
@FlitterPuff Yes. Pronunciation, recognition of puns, jokes, language expressions and shortening of words and expressions are especially difficult.
In my case, I think I see "futanari" as an informal term created by the anime community for characters of the inters*x variant who have a gynoid body with the genitalia of both genders. What do you think?
@Gin_Otamegane Terms like “futa” and “hermaphrodite” are generally considered offensive. Even “intersex” when used in the wrong context can be disrespectful.
You don’t have to properly write your characters as trans or intersex, but you also don’t have to make them their own separate category. A woman with a d*ck is just a woman with a d*ck. The specifics of your characters don’t really matter.
@Leek Thanks. I understand better now.
Do you think it would be more queer-friendly if I replaced the "Gender:" section of the status window with a "Genitals:" section?
This gave me an idea. What do you think about me trying to make a chapter in which the meanings and contexts of these gender terms are explained to the MC by an otherworlder character after she mentioned having seen them in a book that ended up in that world thanks to a dimensional anomaly and using one of them incorrectly? That way I could explain this to several readers at once.
@poofy
Inters*x people usually have both genitals.
In a real-world context, that's not entirely true. In specific, the scrotum and labia arise from the same embryonic tissue, so it's not possible to have both. The same applies to penis and clitoris. It is possible to have both penis and vagina, but ambiguous genitalia that can't be readily classified are more likely. (I mean, where do you draw the line between a large clitoris and a micropenis?) Though most inters*x conditions aren't really noticable phenotypically and require hormonal and/or genetic testing to diagnose.
@lightdefender True. And it's because the inters*x condition has these variations and others that I think the terms "futanari" and "hermaphrodite woman" best describe the OCs I created. Not to mention they seem much easier to use in my story.
But I admit that them having the chance to trigger dysphoria in people is a worrying problem.
@lightdefender Ahh my bad, I'm not super familiar with the inters*x condition, thanks for the explanation! I'm a bit curious though, if they aren't usually noticeable phenotypically, how do inters*x patients find out that they are inters*x in the first place? Is it accidentally through bloodwork?
@Gin_Otamegane
In my case, I think I see "futanari" as an informal term created by the anime community for characters of the inters*x variant who have a gynoid body with the genitalia of both genders. What do you think?
its a slur
dont use the f word to describe people
@Gin_Otamegane
If I had used the terms "d*ckgirl" and "herm" would I have this problem too?
also slurs
So what terms would it be safe to use as substitutes?
there aren't any