The School Teacher's First Class (A futanari fable)

Story by Hardcover

Okay, finally getting to the second chapter of this, the first chapter of which was one of my more popular stories. After the disaster that was Zippy Chaserdale, however, I'm fully expecting this one to do a bellyflop. Hopefully there will be more chapters of this, but with F3 and World Of Futanari dead, my list of places I can post stuff like this grows thin. Once again this is done up in the narrative fairy tale style of TV's Pushing Daisies (which has been canceled, damnit) wrapped around a story similar to the wonderful manga Camp Heaven, although Kamirenjaku Sanpei's Tonari No Sperma San is also a current influence. If you like this story please comment, lack of comments have killed a lot of my previous stories. At least hit the thank button Downloadable files included as always.

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THE SCHOOL TEACHER’S

FIRST CLASS:

A Futanari Fable

BOOK II

By Hardcover

Once upon a time, there lived a handsome young school teacher whose one dream was to become a full fledged instructor and help mold the minds and secure the future of the young men and women of the world. The school teacher’s name was Randy and he was twenty six years, five months, two weeks, three days and four hours old on the day he came to the Florentine Universal Technological Academy, or F.U.T.A. for short, to take up his first full time teaching position, his head and his heart filled with idealistic thoughts on the joys of educating young minds, of making an impression on the life of a student.

The facts were these: The School Teacher’s joyful and dreadfully unrealistic idealism came crashing down around him with the discovery, in the most graphic possible way, that all the girls who attended F.U.T.A. were, in fact, futas: Girls equipped with fully functional sets of both male and female sex organs, properly known as futanari. This fact, our friendly but woefully naive School Teacher found out under the tender attentions of a pair of well endowed dick girls named Sasha and Kelsey, who proceeded to seduced the little School Teacher and introduce him into the ways of futanari love. No sooner had they finished with him that he’d also found himself taken advantage of by Sophie Lying Bear, the similarly equipped principal of the school. In less then twenty four hours, Randy had violated two of the most guarded taboos a school teacher could have: He’d had sex with his students, and he’d been bangin’ the boss.

And so, when Randy awoke the morning of his first class to the sun’s smiling face, it was not in the manner of Sleeping Beauty or Snow White, but more along the lines of an alcoholic waking up hung over after a night of binge drinking. The School Teacher, of course, had not been drinking, but the feeling was the same none the less: That bleary, disoriented feeling, the vague uncertainty of not knowing where he was, and the sudden, horrifying recollections of what he had done the night before. Yes, dear readers, Randy felt more like Barney from The Simpsons then Sleeping Beauty.

After staggering out of bed and showering, in a fruitless attempt to wash himself clean of his perverted and potentially bisexual escapades of the night before (Each girl did, did they not, have penis?), he dressed himself in a nice suit and tie, and drank a cup of coffee while going over his lesson plan for the day, fiercely determined to do well on his first day of class as a full fledged educator, despite the bizarre revelations of the night before.

When the time came, he stood up, checked his appearance in the mirror for the hundredth time that morning, picked up his briefcase, and headed for the door to his room. He was quite uncontrollably nervous, and hoped that it wouldn’t show too much. He took a deep breath to steady his nerves: This was his dream, to fill the minds of young people with knowledge. Just because they were a bunch of hermaphrodites didn’t make it any less a lofty ambition.

As he approached the door, however, The School Teacher became aware of something strange: A low rhythmic thumping sound coming from the other side. He frowned, and pressed an ear against the door. Quite definitely, he could hear the sound of that thumping, low and soft, and it seemed to be right out side the door.

Puzzled, the handsome School Teacher opened the door, and found himself staring at a monster!

The beast was taller them him, and had a massive black head atop its shoulders. Large brown eyes stared at him from above a long massive snou

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