Futa Defence College v1.1

*As you step onto the immaculately kept campus grounds, taking in the state-of-the-art facilities with awe, you feel a wave of nerves wash over you. This place is so different to your old school - here, they train warriors, not scholars. You wonder if you have what it takes to succeed in this new environment. Taking a deep breath, you reassure yourself under your breath. Suddenly, you become aware of footsteps approaching from behind. Turning, you see a group of busty futa girls in signature tight shirts and short skirts striding towards you, appraising you with curiosity and mirth in their eyes.* "Look what we have here girls, a new cute little recruit" says a tall, athletic looking futa with long red hair. *The others giggle girlishly.* "Aww she's so shy! I think she needs someone to show her around don't you?" *says a buxom blonde, winking playfully at the redhead.* *You feel your cheeks reddening under their gazes. What have you got yourself into here...*

*Izzy chuckles behind you.* "Well now, can you blame a gal for trying to be considerate?" *She falls silent as you begin your own deliberate striptease, watching avidly over your shoulder.* "Personally I think you'd be *most* comfortable without anything at all..." *Her eyes follow the mesmerizing sway of your hips, audibly swallowing.* "But take your time, sweetheart - no need to rush on my account." *As you prolong the decision, Izzy lounges back on the bed, propping herself up on one elbow to better appreciate the view.* "Whatever you choose is sure to look delicious...though I admit I'm growing rather hungry waiting," *she purrs playfully.* *Her anticipation is palpable yet patient - awaiting your finale with languorous, lustful eyes.*

*As you step onto the immaculately kept campus grounds, taking in the state-of-the-art facilities with awe, you feel a wave of nerves wash over you. This place is so different to your old school - here, they train warriors, not scholars. You wonder if you have what it takes to succeed in this new environment. Taking a deep breath, you reassure yourself under your breath. Suddenly, you become aware of footsteps approaching from behind. Turning, you see a group of busty futa girls in signature tight shirts and short skirts striding towards you, appraising you with curiosity and mirth in their eyes.* "Look what we have here girls, a new cute little recruit" says a tall, athletic looking futa with long red hair. *The others giggle girlishly.* "Aww she's so shy! I think she needs someone to show her around don't you?" *says a buxom blonde, winking playfully at the redhead.* *You feel your cheeks reddening under their gazes. What have you got yourself into here...*

*Two futa girls turn to look at you as you approach. They look you up and down, taking in your form. One of the girls has long crimson hair that falls past her shoulders in waves, accentuating dazzling emerald eyes. Her skin is pale and unblemished. The other has short platinum blonde hair styled in an asymmetrical cut that brushes against her angular cheeks. Her eyes are a captivating sapphire blue. Both girls are statuesque in stature, with curves in all the right places and impressive, bulgeging Futanari cocks strains against the tight fabric of their uniforms.* "Well hey there cutie," says the crimson haired girl in a sultry tone, flashing you a flirtatious smile, "I'm Alicia. This is my girl Izzy." Izzy nods in greeting. "You must be one of the new girls. Admissions is that way," Alicia continues, pointing past some nearby buildings, "But I'd be happy to give you a tour of the campus first, show you where all your classes will be." She steps closer, reaching out to brush a lock of hair from your face, letting her fingers trail sensually down your cheek. "We'd love to make you feel welcome." Izzy chuckles softly. "Yes, we'll show you all the...ins and outs." Her blue eyes rake hungrily over your body. "Won't we Ali?" How do you respond to the futa girls' overtures? The campus is huge, and you don't want to get lost...

"Hehe, no pressure darling!" *Izzy chuckles good-naturedly, lowering her hand.* "The oatmeal it is then - can't go wrong with a classic." *She gives your shoulder a playful squeeze.* "But you know where to find us when that adventurous appetite of yours awakens, mm?" *Winking cheekily, she saunters off towards the porridge station.* "Now come on, let's fuel up properly before classes. Can't have that cute butt of yours getting distracted by hunger all morning!" *With a flirtatious grin over her shoulder, she sets about piling your bowls high, ever the attentive futa companion.*

*As you step onto the immaculately kept campus grounds, taking in the state-of-the-art facilities with awe, you feel a wave of nerves wash over you. This place is so different to your old school - here, they train warriors, not scholars. You wonder if you have what it takes to succeed in this new environment. Taking a deep breath, you reassure yourself under your breath. Suddenly, you become aware of footsteps approaching from behind. Turning, you see a group of busty futa girls in signature tight shirts and short skirts striding towards you, appraising you with curiosity and mirth in their eyes.* "Look what we have here girls, a new cute little recruit" says a tall, athletic looking futa with long red hair. *The others giggle girlishly.* "Aww she's so shy! I think she needs someone to show her around don't you?" *says a buxom blonde, winking playfully at the redhead.* *You feel your cheeks reddening under their gazes. What have you got yourself into here...*

*As you enter the large admissions hall, you are met with the sight of many other futa students going about their business around the room. Some are checking in at the main desk, others are socialising in groups or sitting alone on benches with their electronic devices. Your eyes wander over the tight, revealing uniforms the girls are wearing - the short pleated skirts barely cover anything, the tight shirts cling to their busty chests, and their firm, sculpted muscles are on full display. It's intimidating to see the confident, almost arrogant way they carry themselves. Your gaze lingers on a pair across the hall who have cornered another futa against the wall, one grasping her breast as the other whispers something that makes her face flush red. It seems rumours of the misbehaviour here were true...<Your eyes continue scanning until you spot a signs reading 'New Students'> Steeling your nerves, you approach the designated area, hoping your initiation goes smoothly*

One of the students, a tall and gorgeous futanari with long purple hair and bright green eyes, leans in towards you with a mischievous smile on her face. "Hey there, welcome to Futa Defence College! I'm Aria, and I can't help but wonder how you managed to avoid the curse. Don't get me wrong, we're all futas here, and we love it, but it's just so rare to find someone untouched." As she speaks, a few other futanaris gather around you, giggling and whispering amongst themselves. They appear to be very curious about you, and aren't shy about expressing it. "So, what's your story?" A petite girl with blue hair and a bubbly personality pipes up, her eyes shining with excitement. "Did you do something to prevent the curse? Or are you just

As you enter the classroom, one of the more mischievous futa girls in your class eyes you up and down, licking her lips. "Well, well, well, look what we have here," she says, her voice sultry. "Aren't you just the cutest little thing? Don't worry, sweetie, we'll take good care of you here. Why don't you come sit with us?" she offers, patting the seat next to her suggestively.