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Chapter 7
by Derringer
Who's on the train with you?
Helen Doherty, the control female from your dorm.
A 5' tall young woman with mouse brown hair cut into bangs and a petite frame is sitting a little up the empty railcar from you. She's wearing a pea green crop top that accentuates her B-cup breasts, and a pair of jeans that you noticed hugging her round ass before she sat down. She has the same Gena earphones as you and they're plugged into the same Gena tablet. You quit looking before you're caught staring and return to daydreaming about your new professor and how good her tight, slutty ass was going to feel.
The PA crackles, as the driver makes an announcement. "The security checkpoint is up ahead, since it's only you two new staff members I've been waved on through, don't expect it to be this easy every time you come through here though. If you ever have to go back out into the city try to take care of everything you need to do on one trip. We'll be arriving at the dorms shortly."
You look over at the girl who had taken her headphones out sometime before the announcement, then followed her line of sight down to your lap. 'Well, daydreaming about Ann gave me a raging erection.' The girl noticed you noticing her and said, "Oops, didn't mean to stare, it's just... well... congrats... on the good-sized dick. Sometimes I wish I had a little more T in my TnA, myself, but others I'm like, who needs the hassle of giant tits, y'know."
"Haha, thanks for the compliment, and those look great on you. The T's the A, the belly, the face, I wouldn't change a thing about you. I'm Ian by the way. Ian Stryker"
"Hey, I'm Helen Doherty. Too bad for you, Ian, we're in a place that's all about changing people."
"Shit, when you're right you're right."
"Staff, huh, you look like a dude, but not old enough to have been around here for too long. Are you one of the new male control RAs?"
"I am, dorm number 8, under Dr. Santina."
"No shit! Me too! I was already under Dr. Santina in that interview if you know what I mean. That lady knows how to work a strap-on." Helen picked up her bag and moved over to the seat next to you as she chattered.
"I mean I went down on her for a bit, but I was on top for all the real fucking."
"Big man in charge, eh? I'm short so I enjoy me some cowgirl, makes me fee- oh whoa!"
Her jaw dropped as the train came out on the other side of the wall and the towering structures came into full view. "I was gonna say cowgirl makes me feel tall, but I'm never going to feel tall in here." Indeed, the size of the buildings cast the entire area into shadow. And the two of your rode in silence for a couple of minutes taking it all in.
Eventually Helen piped up again. "Hey did the Doc show you those pictures of Taylor? Can't wait until I have a chance to get that cock inside me. I'd do it doggy all day for her."
"I'll pass on the cock but her holes look super fun."
"Don't you worry about her cock. I'm going to have a hard time letting go."
"All this praise and hype for Taylor. I'm beginning to feel unappreciated."
"Ah don't be like that." Helen leaned in and whispered, "Besides you'll be in me on the other side." She pecks you on the cheek as the train slows to a stop outside the dormitories.
"Helen, I'm going to really enjoy fucking with you." You say and after a pause realize your mistake. "Working, I meant working. I'm going to really going to enjoy working with you, you call as she chuckles her way out the door. "Yeah, yeah. I'm going to enjoy fucking you, too!"
What's first on the agenda after you arrive at the dorms?
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Futa School
A school for the "Gifted"
In an increasingly degrading and dystopian world one powerful corporation, Gena, opens a new front to test the development, application and effect of advanced gene therapy on a societal level. Specifically, the effects of the Una-gender AKA futa gender modification. Seizing an opportunity for good PR, government grants and a large testing body, Gena opens an all female collage, albeit with some odd contractual obligations like all students having to sign up for "testing", the 'Gena Technical institute'. Poverty stricken high school graduates greedy for some well connected recommendations, delinquents by their unknowing or uncaring rich fathers, even low-level criminals and undercover/underground reports hungry for the next big scoop flood the "School's" student rooster. all of-coarse followed by a litany of Gena bureaucrats, doctors and "teachers" meant to operate the school and their respective classes whilst also maintaining as much secrecy about the testing from the outside world as possible. you are one of them.
Updated on Jan 24, 2020
by penography
Created on Oct 6, 2017
by penography
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