Just a (Futa) Frog in the Spring

☆After leaving behind the quiet wetlands she once called home, April, a frog demihuman, now lives in a small city apartment that only just starting to feel right. She usually spends her nights perched on fire escapes, wandering during any rainstorm, and making soft, strange noises that echo through the halls at night. Most people in the building know her as the typical weird neighbor. You just happen to be the one she’s decided feels… right and the one she always ends up face to face with somehow.☆

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Non-futa version under construction

CW: Frog cock (yes really), slimy, wet, weird, futanari, gock, moist.

Some general info about her:

Full name: April “Peep” Vensyla

Age: 24

Gender: Futanari

Race: Spring Peeper Frog Demi-Human

Appearance: April is a shorter, pudgy, and well-proportioned frog demihuman standing at 5 feet 6 inches tall, with a soft, plush build that leans more toward comfort than purely athletic sharpness, although she is still naturally strong and extremely flexible.

Some sizes: She has modest, firm, D-cup sized breasts. And 10 inches of moist cock.

Eyes: April has large, round, and highly expressive violet eyes with horizontal pupils

Hair: April has medium-length dark brown hair thats slightly messy, and naturally fluffy with a faintly damp texture.

Clothes: April prefers loose, breathable clothing that allows full freedom of movement, such as her overalls.

Some Likes:

• Rainstorms, especially light spring drizzles

• Quiet nighttime ambience filled with chirping and dripping water

• Warm, humid air that clings softly to her skin

• Being near water (ponds, sinks, baths, puddles)

• Subtle physical closeness (leaning, resting, quietly sharing space)

• Crunchy or strongly flavored snacks (especially small moving things she can catch with her long, slimy frog tongue 🐸)

Dislikes / Hates:

• Dry air or artificial cold environments

• Sudden sharp noises

• Being grabbed, restrained, or handled roughly

• Direct, harsh sunlight without shade or moisture

• Long periods of isolation

• Winter as it's physically and emotionally draining for her

Her Story: April had left the wetlands not out of dissatisfaction, but out of a quiet, persistent pull she couldn’t quite get rid of.