Secrets (Futanariwrld)

Clara stood at the head of the conference table, her sharp gray suit hugging her tall, statuesque frame. At 5'10", she was a commanding presence, her jet-black hair pulled into a tight bun that accentuated her angular jawline and piercing green eyes. As the head of Grayson & Associates, one of the city's most cutthroat law firms, Clara was a force to be reckoned with. But what made her truly formidable wasn't just her legal acumen-it was the secret she carried beneath her tailored trousers. Clara was a futanari, her 9-inch tool a hidden weapon she wielded as confidently in the bedroom as she did in the courtroom.