Daisy giggled as Rachel covered her face in embarrassment, the panties around her waist giving way to gravity. Out unfurled a soft small bundle of flesh atop two hairless orbs, just in front of a pair of delicate lips.
“Ta-da!” exclaimed the blonde, reveling in her wife’s kinky shame.
Rachel took the time to adjust herself, unsticking her balls from the wetness of her pussy with a moist plap.
“Congratulations I guess? I’m sure you’ll be great parents?” you retorted awkwardly, not entirely sure if you believed it.
“Yeah, I’ll be a great mom … but first we need you!” Daisy replied staring at you while cupping and toying with Rachel’s bits.
“Oh … what she means to say is we need your help. You can probably tell I’m not like other girls …” Rachel corrected through stifled resistance.
“Yeah, other girls don’t have such a rockin bod!”
“Ooh … uh … yes, but that’s also the trouble part. Best of both worlds, but I can’t give my dear Daisy what she needs because of how Futa like me are born.”
“She’s not impotent though, you should see her after a night out. I don’t know how she makes such a mess!”
The two continued fondling while you realised you were still stuck in a chair, their crotches directly at eye level.
“So …”
“We’ll make this clear. My little swimmers don’t swim. Futa like me can’t normally have a family because our reproductive organs are … complicated. A lot of people don’t even think we should be allowed to have kids even if we could!”
“But that’s where you can help us!” piped up Daisy, a devilish grin forming on her bright and smiling face ...