Futa Futcha II {Futa/F/M, gender reversal, Scifi}

Story by Genophan

Hi. Been a while since I was around this site but thought I would check back and in doing so thought I would post up the second part of a Scifi Futa trilogy. The first part can be found here... http://www.futanaripalace.com/showthread.php?37539-A-Futa-Futcha-%28Futa-F-group-scifi%29

Transformation Futa is a long standing kink of mine. The major difference is that the females are 100% genuine female until a chemical injection bestows them with a rampant ‘schlong’ and a burning desire to use it on any and all available orifices. As always I attempted to write this in the vein of it being almost 'anime' so there is a certain OTT quality to it. It is possibly one of the series that I had the most enjoyment writing for a while.

In this installment a badly crippled 'Vancouver' docks with a deep space station and Tasha goes aboard in search of life, what she finds in unexpected to say the least ...a man! However, a noxious gender changing chemical is vented directly into the space station and the horny Tasha, sporting a lengthy 'horn' and an impulsive need to use it on a shocked and surprised man and his newly acquired 'mangina'

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~ Previously on Futa Futcha ~

OK …so …to recap …the ancient device found on a long dead planet a long time ago in the depths of space was finally unlocked by some hugely clever male scientist, though not that clever it seemed as it unleashed a genetic plague that wiped out every human male on earth for now and evermore, leaving only the female of the species. Everything appeared bleak for the species survival, but a clever little drug was developed called ‘Futanarium’ which temporarily endowed the female with a huge rampant rod and the will and desire to use such a rutting tool.

We focus on a ship in the depths of space …tis a huge ship. The Vancouver is a transport ship the size of the average city, well, maybe not the average city, but from end to end it is easily as long as the olde world city of New York. As big as the ship was, it only had a total of five crew …there was Justine, an experienced Captain with hair like liquid gold, Simone, the raven haired navigator …Katalina, the comms officer with a fetish for piercings and who marked each time the ship made landfall by getting some or other part of her perfectly proportioned personage pierced. There was also Martinique who was ships security …though it was often said that she only ever took on that position so she could abuse it and smuggle stuff on board that would otherwise have been confiscated by any security officer worth her salt. Finally there was Tasha, the helmswoman and one of note, a decorated flyer but one who flew with instinct rather than beholden to regulation.

It was on some such routine delivery assignment that they also encountered a megalomaniacal entity known only as Minge the Merciless whose intentions of ruling the universe seemed unstoppable, but for a navigational error on Tasha’s part that bought the huge transport ship directly in line with Minge’s ‘Black Hole Cannon’ {Patent Pending}.

Fortunate too, I guess, that the somewhat dodgy security officer on board had a stash of an illicit chemical which they imbibed in order to take on the forces of evil. And so it was that after a pitch battle, our Horse Hung Heroines were able to subdue the evil Overlordess and save the day and universe after rendering the evil Minge senseless with their phallic pummeling and then Tasha used the Vancouver as a cue as she played ‘pool with meteors’ and sent a huge chunk of orbit rock slamming into Minge’s homeworld which had enough force to shunt the planet into the pull of the black hole, tipping it over the edge of its event horizon.

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What …might you be asking has this to do with now …the answer is nothing, not a thing, nada …though it made for an entertaining log entry as to why they were running late for deliveries yet again. Anyway, it might also help to explain why the Vancouver sought to dock at this far flung space station that currently loomed into view and …why a gifted pilot such as Tasha, was having such a problem maneuvering the behemoth of a vessel into position as, after all, being hit with the quantum retardation effects of a BHC and using the ass end of the ship to knock a meteor out of orbit, the vessel was pulling to the left a little, all of this made for a tricky little maneuver when it came to aligning up the docking arm of the station …all of this relaying in the expression of consternation as the bridge of her nose screwed up

The ship jolted and shuddered as she was narrowly able to counter the piss poor handling of the vessel as it stands right now. She breathed a sigh of relief, thinking that she had been able to avoid disaster , but the sudden mechanical feminine tones that blurted forth from the main console gave th

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