Handle With Kara (Futa/fem, Size, Excessive Cum)

Story by hollybygolly

Hello everyone! I guess this is my first proper post!

I've been trolling using a friend's account for awhile, reading all of these fantastic stories and I thought I'd give something back!

Apologies in advance, I don't pretend to be any sort of writer and I'm sure I'm about to embarrass myself with this first chapter, but nothing ventured nothing gained, right?

Afraid there isn't too much sexy in this first bit, I didn't really want to "shoot my wad too early" as it were. Feedback definitely welcome!

Handle With Kara - Chapter One

Mrs. Denning droned on and on about semicolons as the seconds stretched into minutes and Kara’s eyelids began to droop. Twenty minutes to go until lunch and the tension in the room had risen to a fever pitch. There are only so many hours a day you can contain the seniors at Rosemont High, and the hours directly preceding and following lunch weren’t the most ideal. Word around school was that the teachers all knew this and planned the most boring lessons for exactly those times in order to bore every ounce of youthful exuberance out of the student body. A silly rumor, yes, but at the present it carried a bit more weight than usual.

Kara sat, head in hand, lazily rolling her pencil back and forth across her desk as her mind wandered around the room, alighting briefly on various classmates, peeking under their clothing in fits of lewd imagination. This was her favorite passtime – mentally undressing her peers, scanning their bodies with hungry, predatory eyes, feasting on the imagined delights. However, the boys were safe from her fantastic meandering. Sure they were cute at times, and they served their purposes (Kara had enjoyed more than her fair share of free movies and dinners) but they didn’t have anything that interested the bored teen.

She wasn’t a lesbian, or a bisexual for that matter. In fact, when she thought about it, she couldn’t exactly think of the right word to describe her sexuality, if there was one. She identified as female, and she had a vagina and soft bust line to prove it, and she was sexually attracted to women and women alone, but still she had trouble actually thinking of herself as a lesbian.

“AP readers see the same sorts of essays over and over, hundreds of times a day. A well placed semicolon can set your paper apart from the pack” Kara’s attention faded in and out of the lesson, just in case something interesting managed to sneak into the lecture. She sighed softly as her eyes scanned the room and she shifted her legs, feeling the thick weight of the reason she couldn’t define her sexuality resting against her thigh.

Perched atop her self-described “scrumptious pussy” was a fully formed set of male genitalia. However, that doesn’t quite do it justice. Cock wouldn’t even begin to describe it. The eight wrist-thick soft inches that were currently mashed against her thigh under her baggy shorts, complete with a set of large, hairless balls (She once compared them to very ripe limes) was another focus of her ongoing difficulties with definition. Boys talked frequently about their cocks and they never seemed to have all that much meat. She knew she was bigger soft than most of the men on Earth were hard and she always thought of herself as a grower, not a shower.

Kara cleared her throat and shifted her legs again. She liked the feeling of her extra appendage rolling from side to side between her legs. Perhaps she liked it a little too much as she felt the familiar swelling and immediately shifted her thoughts to things less erotic, like the crisis in Darfur or marching band or things that two girls might do if handed one cup. She was comfortable with her body, even proud, but even the proud know when to keep a secret a secret.

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Kara Allen McAlister was an oddity and, before she was born, she would have been considered a complete impossibility. Not only had she been born with two completely functioning sets of reproductive organs, she had been born with two of the most extraordinary sets of reproductive organs the doctors who examined her had ever seen. She went in for monthly testing, collecting a considerable amount of money for her inconvenience and agreeing only to the tests she felt comfortable with. Omega Labs was more than willing to pay the person they believed would bring them a Nobel Prize so long as she agreed to remain their secret study and theirs alone.

Puberty came swiftly, and by the age of twelve most of the male researchers were intimidated by the girl. Early measurements at the time noted five inches flaccid length, ten hard with impossibly powerful and copious ejaculation. At first she was filling pints, and then quarts, and then gallons. When her volume began to plateau, she could fill

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