Angelic Hierarchy (Evangelion, M/Futa/F, masturbation, threesome, size, storyline)

Story by Evening

I wrote this to provide a contrast with most fan's idea of a Futanari, as just a woman with a (probably enormous) cock bolted on. I used Evangelion because it came pre-packaged with an Id/Ego/Superego character dynamic, and because the backstory was convenient for my purposes.

Asuka bit her lip lightly, holding back a torrent of moans as her slender fingers pistoned up and down her lotion-slicked shaft, her cheeks crimson with the warmth of the water she sat in, and the hot bolts of pleasure she was sending through her body. She found herself taking these baths more and more often, sitting in the tub with the water running slowly to mask the slick sounds of her rapidly oscillating hand about her five inch shaft. Little good it did her. Only Shinji seemed unperturbed at the measures she was taking for privacy. Misato gave her knowing winks when the subject was mentioned, and that penguin had been shooting her murderous glares every time she passed.

"S-stupid...nghh... Shinji..." she whispered, the image of his face rising unbidden in her mind, young jaw already taking on a familiar squared shape, body's growth rapidly outstripping her own in both height and breadth... Stupid, sexy Shinji. This was all his fault. Everything was his fault.

She let out a strangled whimper as she felt her prick twitch in her hand, her spine flexing and toes curling as she fired ribbons of sticky cum onto her chest and belly, one hand idly spreading the milky fluid about her budding b-cups as she drifted through her afterglow...

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In another world, another time, Second Impact's effect on Humanity had been subtle and insidious. We'd become hardened, calloused to one another, and the world around us, by the destruction of our works, the theft of our loved one's lives in a lukewarm torrent. We had withdrawn into ourselves, and would be punished for it.

It was thus a mercy and an insult that in this world, the change was obvious and unmistakable. Impact had broken Antarctica, it is true, and mankind's cities suffered under it's flood, but the true nature of Impact's alterations became obvious only years after it occurred. The authorities declared it to be a result of radioactive materials spread by the impact of the asteroid that sank our cities. Some very few people, and several powerful old men in particular, knew a deeper truth, but even they did not grasp the full ramifications of the Emergence.

For whatever reason though, it is said that it is lucky that Second Impact destroyed civilization in a tide of water, else it's more nefarious effect lead to it's purging in fire. The social dynamics that had held our species together for 98,000 years had evaporated in what to evolution must seem like overnight. No longer a creature of duality, we had split into a tripartite race. "Man" and "Woman", "Male" and "Female", these words are no longer adequate to describe ourselves. Now there is a third type, and the original two are irreparably altered besides. All children now are born this way, and as the years pass, even those unfortunate enough to be born before impact begin to change. This is now the story of humanity.

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The following day, Asuka sat alone, her fiery hair tied back today, A-10 clips resting in their usual place. She bit into an apple, and tried not to pay attention to the various couples who sat, pawing one another, about the classroom. Pre-impact, such a display would never have been tolerated, but allowances have to be made if the human population is to recover...

She felt her fugue broken when wondergirl-Rei rose from her desk, having finished her meal like clockwork, ten minutes after she began it, just like every day. This time however, she didn't immediately begin staring out the window, but walked across the classroom. Asuka's eyes followed her until she reached Shinji's desk, giving his white shirt a tug, a small smile on her face. Shinji grinned back and rose, towering over the pure-female as she led him from the room, broad hips swaying the whole way.

"No way... they can't be-" doing what you think they're doing? A nasty little voice in the back of her head piped up. Though, judging from the looks on Shinji's friend's faces, they just might be.

To their credit, Aida and Suzuhara hadn't immediately begun hooting like tree-apes, though Hikari's presence on the delinquent's lap, within easy striking distance, may have had a hand in that.

Try as she might, she couldn't shake that odd feeling. After a few minutes she stood up.

"I'm going for a walk." she said, as nonchalantly as she could.

"Hmm. Be back for the resumption of class." their rather bored homeroom teacher replied as the athletic futanari marched from the room, deaf to his words. She'd see for herself, and put all this to rest...

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Rei's soft, red eyes scanned the hallways for a suitable place, her ill-practiced little smile still on as she

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