Angelic Demise Futa/Futa, Futa/Male, Girl/Male, Futa/Girl, Transformation, Girl/Girl

Targets for the attack were strategized. Though the government tried to portray a falsified story, the invasion was bound to happen.

My name is Torin. I am six feet one inches tall. I have long black hair that hangs past my shoulders. I have been referred to many times as a Metro Sexual because of the products I use on my hair and the lotions I use on my skin. I always wanted to smell good for people, and I always had a fear of smelling horrible. I am not extremely strong, but I can hold my own in a fight. I don’t work out very much, but the little I do is focused on lean muscles. I never wanted to be bulky. I have had a pretty good life. College didn’t treat me well, but I landed on my feet working at a local electronics store. I have been there for about three years, and though I am not rich I am happy. I have a girlfriend named Hailey. She is unique, and has been extremely fun to be with. I wouldn’t say she is drop dead gorgeous, but she is exactly what I need. We have been together for two years now. She somehow puts up with all my weird quirks, including my video game addiction or love for anime. She doesn’t mind that I am a secret nympho who just wants as much attention as possible. In fact she herself has grown into one herself over the past couple of years. When we first met she was extremely innocent, and didn’t want to try anything sexually. She didn’t even want to make out when we first got together. I took that as a sign that she wasn’t interested in me at all, but eventually she instigated a session that guided us to our life we shared together now.

Hailey, my girlfriend, is five foot two inches tall. She has thick blonde hair that I love to run my fingers through. She decided to pick up my fear of smelling bad, and has picked us up quite a debt in frequenting her favorite fragrance store. Her skin is extremely smooth, and I only assume it’s because of the countless hygienic products she uses also. Hailey is twenty four and I am twenty five. Though really this story isn’t about how I met this amazing woman and how we grow old together one day. No, this story is about one rather strange event that has changed my life forever.

The year is two thousand thirty four. Life isn’t especially fantastic like all the movies predicted. No hover vehicles, or buildings that float above the clouds. No in fact, life was boring. The most fantastic thing that exists is whether I will rent a movie and watch it in my apartment, or whether I will go grocery shopping. Life was boring. Though, as I said earlier, I'm happy despite the fact that I am poor. Hailey hitched her wagon to a horse with no legs. That’s a common expression where I am from. It’s not a huge city; no in fact our population is around fifty thousand. It has been that way since the nineteen fifties. I doubt anything will ever change out here.

Lately, I said nothing fantastic has come around that was predicted, scientists have been working on an alternate energy source like they always have for the past fifty years. Oddly, they discovered some way to obtain energy from weather balloons or something like that. I don’t know too much about the news because I would rather read it online and often get distracted by my social network notifications. It’s a sad lifestyle. I wake up; go to work from nine to five. At my job I am on the computer all day talking to people about what one would be best for their daily use. I then get home greet Hailey, make dinner, and often plop myself down on the couch to cuddle with her and watch television reruns on our instant video streaming services. Eventually it gets late enough

... more on the forums ...