Your mother's office

You make your way past the groups of chatting girls, moving toward the end of the school where your mother's office is located. You see the door is closed, but you assume that she is still inside. You raise your hand and try opening the door only to find it locked. You knock and step back, waiting for her to open it. You stand there for a several seconds before hearing a click as the door swings open. You mother has a knowing look on her face that tells you she was expecting to see you. She steps aside to let you in. The room is fairly basic, and you two move to sit at her desk. She takes her chair and you take your seat across from her.

"I guess you've noticed something's different here," she says as you both sit down.

"Yeah."

"I guess you want to know why there are only futanari here."

You blink your eyes a few times. What did she just say? Only futanari? Hold on. You came to ask why there are only girls at this school, what does she mean futa?

"Wait, what? What are you talking about? I thought there were only girls at this school?"

"You didn't know? Oh...uh..." Your mother realizes she just let the secret slip before you actually knew what it was. She stays silent for a few moments, collecting her thoughts before speaking. You sit in your chair and wait for her to say something.

"Well, by now you've noticed there are no other boys here, but the students you see around you aren't girls. I'm sorry I didn't tell you earlier. I know I should have." She's obviously trying to think of what to say even while she's talking. No matter how prepared she was for this moment, she seems to forget what it was she planned to say.

"Look honey, we did actually move here because we couldn't afford our last apartment anymore, but there was an added appeal for your sisters and I that we didn't tell you about." You're mother goes on to explain how when she was looking for a new home, she stumbled across a listing for your current house, and how it was inexplicably cheap. When she looked further into it is when she learned why.

"In this whole town, there are only futanari. I thought that it would be best for your sisters if we moved here since they wouldn't have to worry about discrimination. I didn't tell you because I was afraid you would oppose living in a place like this."

"It's not that I don't want to be around futa. I mean, I grew up with three of them after all. I would have just liked if you told me before today. I was freaking out the entire morning, thinking there was something important I was missing. Everyone kept staring at me during class and passing periods. Even the teachers were watching me."

"Well, I'm not surprised people are acting that way. When I first made an offer on our new house, the town almost didn't accept it because you would be coming with us." Your look of confusion encourages her to explain further.

"This town was made specifically for futanari. Properties here are only sold to futa, which sounds illegal, but when I asked about it I was told no one has ever complained before. No men or women have wanted to move into the area, not that they would have been allowed to, but when I argued that your sisters and I needed to move here I somehow managed to convince the town to allow you to also live here, since you're part of our family. From what I understand, you're the only male in this whole town."

The only male. In the whole town. You are the only male among a whole town of futanari.

"Ok." You're too shocked to give much of a response right now. You ask if this is the only school you're able to attend, which she confirms. That means you're going to be stuck here, surrounded by futanari.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you honey. Can you forgive me for keeping this a secret?"

"Yeah, don't worry about it," you say robotically. Your mother gets up and walks around to your side of the desk. You stand up as well, and she pulls you in for a hug. You come out of your daze when you feel her arms wrapped around you and return her hug. She rest her cheek on the top of your head, as she's a fair bit taller than you.

"Thank you Alex. How about I make your favorite food for dinner tonight as an apology?" You perk up at the promise of good food.

"All is forgiven." The two of you chuckle and stay close for a little while longer. Your mother seems quite relieved to have that secret off her chest, and your head resting in its place. Yes. Your head resting against her full, bouncy, large...

Oh come on! You've been getting accidental wood the entire day, and now your popping a boner with your face pressed against your mom's boobs. Is it hormones? Are you not masturbating enough? Whatever the reason, you feel your member already fully aroused within your trousers. Luckily your waist isn't pressed against your mom's body, and after today, you aren't afraid of it showing through your pants. You let yourself enjoy the sensation of mother's bosom pressed against your head until she pulls away.

She ask if you want to have lunch in her office with her. You agree, and the two of you have a pleasant lunch period together. When the bell rings, you say goodbye and have one last hug before you head off for your class. The attention of the other students no longer bothers you as much.