The New Adventures of Futa-Girl

Story by Sajukno

Show of hands, who remembers my series, The Adventures of Futa-Girl?

I remember it, it wasn't very good. There are a lot of stories in that thread that I am not happy with, looking back on it. However, one of the aspects of it I DID like (well, other than the protagonist...what a hottie!) was how I strove to make it as much like a comic book as possible. And if there's one thing comic books are known for, it's reboots, so here's the Futa-Girl reboot! Some things are familiar, some not so much. As for Futa-Girl, well...she's changed a bit. I'll let this excellent picture by K2 speak for itself.

https://www.futanaripalace.com/attachment.php?attachmentid=762592&stc=1

And without further ado, here is issue #1 of The New Adventures of Futa-Girl!

"Look! Up in the sky!"

"It's a bird!"

"It's a plane!"

"It's...a woman! And...what is that between her legs?!?"

"That's right, viewers, your eyes do not deceive you. It would appear Gammaville has a new protector, and while there are many parts of this footage we cannot legally air due to FCC restrictions, it would appear whoever this woman is is here to stay and watch over our fair city! So from the entire staff of Channel Nine and on behalf of the entire city of Gammaville, we would like to thank-"

Click.

"Hey!" Sue Christensen shouted, turning to face her roommate. "I was watching that!"

Hillary Trenton rolled her bright blue eyes, her blonde ponytail hanging behind her head. "A superhero? Gimme a break. Who cares about that stuff?"

"I think she's cool," Sue replied, turning the TV back on. "I heard that she's got both parts, you know, down there. They won't show anything on TV, though, so I really don't know for sure. Aww, it's on commercial now. Thanks a lot, Hillary!"

"Y-you know, you shouldn't think about that kind of...lewd stuff," Hillary stammered. "It's...distracting. Especially when we've got midterms to study for."

"Oh, right, Miss Archaeology Major and her studies," Sue rolled her eyes, getting up from the couch and following Hillary into the kitchen. "Some of us don't have to hit the books that hard, Hil."

Hillary pulled a can of soda from the fridge, tapping the top. "You know how badly I want to be an archaeologist, Sue," Hillary said, opening the can with a psst. It's only been my passion since I was, like, five. And now that I'm in college, and I have an opportunity to get a degree, I'm not going to ruin it for anything!"

"Yeah, yeah, my childhood friend, the big-shot archaeologist," Sue rolled her eyes.

"You know, if you keep rolling your eyes they're going to get stuck that way," Hillary joked.

"So, you really don't care about this new superhero?" Sue asked earnestly.

"No, why? She's just a superhero. I don't see what the big deal is, is all."

"Come on, Hil! You mean to tell me you don't think Gammaville having its very own superhero is a big deal?"

"I mean...she doesn't even have a name yet," Hillary replied. "Maybe she doesn't want it to be a big deal."

"Listen to yourself," Sue groaned. "You sound like some old woman who just wants to stick her nose into books and ignore everything else. And I'm sure she has a name. Why would you become a superhero without first coming up with a name for yourself?"

"Oh! Thanks for reminding me I need to study!" Hillary realized. "I'll be in my-"

"In your room, I know," Sue replied, rolling her eyes. "Do not disturb, yadda yadda yadda. You've only been doing it for two whole weeks now, I think I have some idea of how the routine goes."

"See you in a couple hours!" Hillary said, heading for her room.

"Yeesh, what a weirdo," Sue said to herself, hearing the door to Hillary's room slam shut in the two-bedroom apartment the students shared. "Hmm...I wonder what this hero's secret identity is...maybe she's a billionaire!"

*

"B-but these are-"

"I don't care!" the woman snapped at the meek doctor, whipping her head in his direction. "I paid for this surgery, I accept the risks, now make me better!"

"Y-you know, implants won't necessarily make you better-"

"Yes they will! I'm tired of being a pathetic A cup! I barely even need a bra as it is! Now begin the surgery already!"

Shrugging, the doctor wheeled over a metal canister with a facemask attached to it by means of a tube. "Just breathe in, and when you wake up, you will be a changed woman," the doctor said. The woman obeyed, and soon she fell into a deep sleep.

Fluttering her eyes, the woman began to awake. "Wuh-?" she groaned. "Did-did it work?"

"See for yourself," the doctor said. "Just look down."

"Oh my god!" the woman shouted.

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