It had been ages since I had seen my uncle Maxwell, or Uncle Max as we called him. I remember him when I was young and him being such a kind sort. My family took issue with him though. Said he was pretentious and stuck up. A real snob. My Uncle (Really, he was a great uncle. My mothers uncle) was a very rich man, you see. He had made his fortune in the oil trade in his youth, then took that money and flipped companies. At least, that's what I had heard. I didn’t know much about Uncle Max since the family saw him as a bit of the black sheep. But that might be why I like him so much. I felt like the black sheep half the time.

He had seen me once at my graduation and asked me about College. I told him I was going to Harvard for law and he smiled warmly and gave me a nod. The following fall, I found that my entire college experience was paid for up front for the next eight years, if I desired to expand my studies. I paid not a penny in expenses other than those to live and have fun. It was a wild time and my family was outraged. They hardly spoke to me after that, seeing as how I graciously accepted the gift.

I sat on the sofa and couldn’t help but feel winded by the news. Uncle Max had passed. It had been ten years from when I had started school and now I was well established in my firm. All thanks to the sweet, older man who had given me the best gift of all: A future.

The letter stated I had to return to his manor on the coast of Maine. He had left me something in his will. I wasn’t sure how I rated to my uncle, but clearly I had impressed him enough to enter the will. So here I was, packing for my trip to the east coast to find out what lay in store for me.

It was light packing. I lived alone and kept a modest life. I simply had to make sure to bring my accessories to keep my body in check. I was born… Different. I was a futanari, or Futa for short. For all other intents and purposes I was born female. Breasts, soft skin and luscious curves. Delicate female features that were pleasing on the eyes. The only difference was the long, thick cock that swung between my legs just above my vagina, and the heavy balls to go with them. I had a special set of undergarments that helped hide my extra parts and keep me modest. It was embarrassing to let others know I was equipped as such. It made it especially hard for dating…

I sighed and made my way out the door of my lone, one bedroom apartment and felt a slight tinge of hope. Who knows. Maybe after this trip I would try dating again. Couldn’t hurt…

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Hello everyone! Thank you for reading my lengthy piece.

The long and short of it is thus: My character inherits my great uncle Max’s fortune, his homes and much of the rest of his holdings. Meanwhile I also learn that he had attracted to him various women who he felt he wanted to help and foster in their talents, skills and dreams. They ended up doting on him and adored him. They also inherit business’ that help keep them on their feet and money as well as are allowed to live in the Maine Manor.

This is where it gets fun because I want a harem prompt! I want to get to know these girls and fall in love with them as well as pound each one into a slobbering mess in their beds as I slowly build a harem of skilled, talented and smart women. I want these girls to be diverse in personality, physical appearance, style and so on. The point of a harem is variety. And variety I would like to have.

Alternatively, I am open to gming for the right kind of lady who wants to play a woman (futas prefered) who inherits her own harem. In that case I'd provide references for all my characters.

Kinks and limits we can discuss, but a few limits I must lay out there is no noncon, no scat, no diapers and no permanent harm. We can talk more in private.

Please, no one liners. PMs are preferred as well as rp here on reddit or in Discord. I use real women for reference pictures for myself so I ask that you do the same for our cast of characters. Please be patient with me and I hope you have a good day.