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Futa Free Use World

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Futas are now the gender that rule the world with an sexual iron fist. They control the lives of every female and male, now call them non-futas.

https://chyoa.com/chapter/Introduction.781768 – this is this same story but the introduction so you can make more sense out this story.

In this story, you will be Beth. A constantly horny cheerleader whose ultimate goal in her university is to rise through the ranks and own the university. She wants power and prestige like everyone else but she wants to be surrounded by a constant host of non-futa sluts who will be at her beck and call as well as futa assistants who would actually suck her dick for opportunities. She doesn’t care if she has to be ruthless to her friends to get to this position but get there, she will.

She is a tall futa, at around 6f 2in, with a busty chest. It isn’t anything that would win world records but it is big enough to be used as a pass to get into the cinema or to pass a test in fucking science. She has toned abs due to her job at the moment, cheerleading for the university. Doing somersaults and dancing for a full football game isn’t easy, plus every futa has a little bit of strength to her. All of the fucking does have a health benefit it seems! Her arse is fat as hell, you could slap it and watch it ripple like waves in a ocean, but good luck trying as she is all fucking and not getting fucked. Also her cock is bigger than most, a lucky gift of genetics but not one she would waste. Overall, she is hot, hung and got a can do attitude, she can practically guarantee the job of university president right now!

But she does know that alongside her good traits, she has some bad ones even though she wouldn’t admit it. She is kind to her family, the only ones she does love but rude and impatient with anyone else. If you piss her off, expect a shouting match and fists to fly if needed. She is very smart, enough to not worry about getting under the best grade possible for her course but she is impulsive and will often get into trouble for no reason. This is along with many other pros and cons of her personality.

Now the way to advance up the ranks in the university would most possibility be her course tutor, maybe if she excelled in the next class of slut breeding, she can get a one in one session afterwards and she can woo him.

Oh yeah, her course is slut breeding! Due to the massive social shaft of futas becoming bread winners, more futas are needed but for every 3 females born, only 1 futa is born. You may be wondering but what about males?! they are born too but there is a drug been created that will turn male babies into females. They haven’t figured out how to do male to futa so for now, they need breeding farms in order to get more futas who in turn get sent to futa families wanting a futa child. She, herself, is from a breeding farm. But there is an art to breeding effectively as her teachers say, but she thinks it is her nymphomania, a rare condition considering all futas have higher libidos.

Anyways, enough explanation! How will she take her first steps in becoming University President, will she influence her course tutor like she plans too or would she take another route by first becoming head cheerleader?

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3 Comments

  • Reply ^ ID:fzqi94m9d

    Yes! We finally got satire. Real, genuine, high quality Horatian goodness. Smells like a new car.

  • Reply Psiberzerker ID:42oba4k0a

    I love Futanari fantasy, so if you want to write more, I’ll read it.

    I’m the one that requested a Trans, and Intersex story code. Just FYI, it’s not just for transgender women. It’s basically an umbrella tag for everything but Male, and Female. Since it’s congenital (They’re born that way) Futanari would technically be Intersex.

    If they existed IRL.

    • ^ ID:fzqi94m9d

      Oh no. With these jokes, there is no doubt about. I got my wish, a real Horatian satire. Placed right under the Christmas tree, and it bring a tear to my eye.