Diaries of a Dickgirl: Futa Academy

Story by Altamira_vbulletin4_import72293

I wrote this short story for the contest months ago. It was my second favorite of the four I wrote, but it was the one I spent the least amount of time on. Harem's story Serenson Academy inspired me to write it, and I have been wanting to explore this kind of thing for a long time. This story idea started out small. As I was brainstorming the idea of Futa Academy, as told by the perspective of one girl in particular, before I even wrote the first word, I realized it was going to be a longer story. So for the contest, I was going to enter it just as it is here, but after the contest, I was going to continue it and expand the universe.

I still plan to do exactly that. But The Shield Maidens comes first. I'll finish that story before I come back to finish this. Anyway, enjoy what is here.

F.U.T.A. Academy

Tags: Futa on futa, teenagers, futanari orgy, doggy style

“I got a B?!”

Beth was drop-dead gorgeous, had all the brains you could hope for, and was nice. Beth was lucky to get her B. Most of us weren't so lucky.

“It's okay, Beth. I only got a C.”

That's Catherine. Everyone calls her Kitty Cat. She's super popular because she makes cute cat noises and purrs when she wants attention. She poses, too. It makes her look ridiculous but people seem to like it.

I was busy staring at the instructor's crotch when she turned around, trying to see through her long skirt and what was there. Too bad I wasn't a super hero who could do that. We were just kids entering high school. What she wrote on the chalk board were a list of words next to the letter's of the grades you could get. Next to Beth's grade were three words.

“Boobs, Booty, and Beauty? What is that supposed to mean? It sounds like beauty school.” Beth was visibly confused and upset. I could tell she thought beauty school was beneath her. I didn't consider it as bad as what Catherine got, though.

“What. . . what what does. . . conversion mean?” Catherine was too embarrassed to say her words. Everyone else laughed.

“Don't you mean Cock. . . Countenance. . . and Conversion?” Diane had a giggle fit, all too happy to put the popular girl down. Diane was mean, had a nose piercing, and stared at you like she hated your guts no matter who you were. I think she was the most emo of us all.

“Duh! It's obviously a type of mathematics.” Alice tossed her hair. She was as dumb as a rock.

“Wow, Kitty Cat. You got Cock, Countenance, and Conversion. Sounds like you are going to have to keep a straight face while counting all the cocks you have to suck.” Everyone laughed really hard at Diane's joke.

“Shut up, Diane!” Catherine's fingers squeezed her test a little too hard, almost tearing it.

Diane wasn't going to take any of her shit. “Choke on a dick, Kitty Cat.”

Beth reached over and slapped Catherine's desk with her hand. “Be quiet, you two.” Beth was the best of us in many ways. I really liked her for that.

Most of the girls got B's and C's. They looked at their exams and the chalk board, trying to figure out what the hell was going on and if it was a joke or not. None of us took it as a joke.

Alice was the last girl to flip over her exam to see her grade. We all knew what to expect from an idiot like her. I wasn't going to say anything. I was sure at that moment I had gotten what Alice received. I was actually embarrassed because of it, yet Alice's tone made me look up from my exam at her as she spoke.

“Catherine is going to suck cock, Beth is going to beauty school, Diane is. . .” Alice flipped over Diane's exam really fast. “Diane is going to Dick Development. . . whatever that is!” Diane got red-faced and angry. “And I am going to the Academy!”

What?!

Alice got an A? We were all shocked. As soon as she flashed her test around and proved that she had gotten an A, we all suspected her of cheating. I wasn't the one to say anything, though.

“I wonder who you had to suck off to get that grade.” Diane had a dirty smirk. The teacher glared at us and we went silent. We realized what Diane's words must have meant to her.

Beth was looking at the chalk board as if she didn't know how to read, squinting her eyes. Catherine was staring at her desk in defeat. Diane finally realized she got a D and wouldn't look away from her test. Alice, though, Alice was beaming.

Something was just not right. The bigger Alice's grin became, the quieter everyone else got. How did Alice get an A? Alice never got an A.

That's when it hit me. Alice got an A, Beth got a B, Catherine got a C, Diane got a D. . .

“Fiona. What did you get?”

I didn't answer. I swallowed hard and didn't look up. I wanted to cry. I d

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