Thread: Futanari: Exposed (Maxy x Tellmi_Moore)

Erik Trace adjusted his bag as he made his way out of the school building, trying to take a somewhat more indirect route to leave the school grounds. He had never liked being in amongst crowds, and as a child he had never been too good around women, but now that they outnumbered men drastically his shyness was even worse. Times were hard for men....not long ago the world was still, for all it's progress, very male-centric, main positions of power held by men, rights always, however slightly, skewed in the favour of men....some called the results of the plague a form of divine retribution. The plague had devestated the male population the worst, 3 out of every 4 victims that died had been male, Erik's own father amongst them, he himself almost amongst them. Both of Erik's parents had been doctors, very good doctors as a matter of fact, then when the plague hit they had dedicated themselves day and night to finding a cure, along with virtually every doctor and scientist in the world of course. When Erik began to show symptoms it caused them to only increase their efforts, ignoring their own symptoms. In their eyes they were no longer working to simply cure a plague, they were working to save their son. His father had been the first to die, literally at his worklab, a combination of the plague and sheer exhaustion finally causing his life to slip away. His mother had no time to grieve however...her child wasn't far behind and nor was she. What happened next had been something of a blur to Erik, the sickness brought about by the plague having left him in a semi-conscious state at best. All he really remembered was his mother....at his bedside. She had told him everything would be alright....that she wasn't going to let her baby die even if she couldn't save everyone else. Then there had been a sharp prick in his arm...after that he just remembered blackness. The next thing he remembered was waking up in a hospital. The doctors had told him how they had found his mother dead at his bedside, but that he had somehow made a miraculous recover from the symptoms of the plague, now seemingly healthy, or as healthy as any other survivors were left anyway. Now he was alone though....no parents, no other family, he was the last of his family to be left alive. It also meant that the entirity of his families money and possessions had gone to him, leaving him enough to live a comfortable life. For a while someone had helped him out, helped him learn to take care of himself, but by the time he was 13 he was left completely alone again. Shortly after, like many others his age, the side effects of surviving the plague had begun to show for Erik. When he had hit puberty the changes were much more drastic than normal, body development occurring at a far accelerated rate. The adult plague survivors had undergone similar changes, the men perhaps less so, but some of the women....it still sent shivers through Erik's body when he thought about it...the changes that some of the women had undergone, sprouting a cock rather literally overnight in some cases, simply waking up to find it hanging between their legs. It wasn't much longer after that the discovery was made that men had been rendered sterile, that only futa women were capable of impregnation. That was when the changes in society had come about. Even after the plague, positions of power in companies and government had still been dominated by men. But within a few years that all changed. After the plague the country had elected it's first Female President, though nobody was really surprised by it. Most of the government became dominated by women, only a few men somehow managing to cling to their positions, only to find themselves little more than figureheads with no real influence. For men, it was a struggle, though a succesful one, to manage and retain their status as citizens. Some more extreme womens groups had wanted to have the male population rounded up and treated as little more than cattle to feed the futanari population. Fortunately most women didn't share quite such extreme views...at least not publically anyway. The futanari's on the other hand....well...they were second class citizens in everything but name thanks to the new laws. Still...deep down Erik did have to admit....he personally hadn't minded the laws requiring them to go bottomless and distinguish themselves. For some reason he just found the form of a futanari more....pleasing...than a normal female. Or perhaps it was down to the fact that most of the women he had known since the plague had been complete bitches. Then again he was in High School, from what he knew that much was true even before the plague in a lot of cases. Now, Erik was passing around the rear part of the school, then stopped as he thought he heard a faint cry. Hm? He looked up, glancing in the direction of the noise. Please stop? That was what he thought he heard, then another cry cut off by coughing, then a scream that was suddenly silenced almost as soon as it had started. What was that...? The small boy, barely more than 5 feet tall despite being 16 years of age, made his way towards the source of the noise, creeping his way around one of the buildings, then slowly leaning his head out when he got close. The boy gasped at what he saw. Girls all seemingly gathered around a futanari that was seemingly begging to be released, only for the girls to use her like a toy. Sights like this made Erik's blood boil....this kind of thing wasn't exactly uncommon...and he hated that. Erik's parents had always tried to raise him to treat everyone faily, everyone the same, to see futanari girls being treated like this...it was unforgiveable. Still...what could he do? He was just a small, weak boy. Here were 7 girls on the hockey team. One of them alone could probably snap him like a twig, but the group of them? Still....he couldn't just ignore this....he couldn't walk away. He recognised the futanari girl....she shared a lot of his classes....well he recognised her face anyway. He'd always thought of her as a regular woman. Seemed she had been hiding...probably scared....he couldn't blame her for that. Taking one final deep breath, Erike stepped out, trying his best to look imposing. St-stop it! The boy swallowed nervously as he looked between the girls. L-leave her alone! I....j-just leave her be! The boy took a step closer to them. It was hard not to shake...but he wasn't going to leave the girl in trouble. I....I... He didn't know what he was going to do, but he'd rather these girls hurt him than someone else. He wanted to do something....wanted to make his parents proud of him.