Alone

"No, thank you." Amelia said and got up. She was tempted, but not on the first day.

"Suit yourself." Patricia snorted dismissively. "Are you gonna take care of that?" She pointed at Amelia's boner.The brunette blushed and nodded. "Use this." Patricia said and handed her a condom. Without questioning the dominabt Pure, Amelia slipped into the condom and started masturbating. All it took was the thought of actually getting to taste Patricious thick, creamy sperm to push her over the edge. Once she was done, she yelped in surprise when the blonde pulled the condom off of Amelia's cock, the semen filled tip swinging left and right, and making a knot so nothing spilled out.

"At Futa Academy we don't waste semen." she said and stashed Amelia's safe and secure spunk in her jacket pocket, before turning around and returning to her entourage. She petted some of the crawling bitches and they kissed her legs in appreciation. 'Maybe someday.' Amelia thought to herself and went in the same general direction by her lonesome. The auditorium was huge and she went to sit down at the first free seat she saw.

After waiting for 20 minutes, she decided to look around a bit. As her eyes scanned the room she noticed Patricia and her companions. It seemed they managed to "recruit" two more poor/lucky girls into their posse, as each of the three sat on one of their bitches' laps, and using another as a footrest.She saw one of Patricia's friends lightly kick her footrest, who turned her head and opened her mouth. The senior spit whatAmelia could only assume was a wad of used gum into the junior's mouth, who thanked her and faced forward again.

Amelia was so distracted imagining what it would've been like if she had accepted Patty's offer that she only realized that she had missed the whole speech when everyone started getting up. Blushing, she rushed out of the auditorium and pulled out her lesson plan. For the first three years Futa Academy functioned like a regular school, set lesson plans and everything.

It seemed her first period was "Sex Ed. in Theory and Practice." What a way to start the day.

As she turn to enter the main building , Amelia saw Patricia and co. push someone over and laughing. She walked towards them, curious, until she was spotted.

"Hello again, Emilia was it?" one of Patricias friends asked. She was a good head taller than Amelia and had a noticeably toned body. Her black hair was waving in the wind, lifting her skirt and displaying her huge member. "Jealous?" she laughs."Dont be. Look at this sorry display." She turned and pointed towards the girl they had just pushed over, a junior. Her brown hair was styled in an updo, and with her legs spread white Amelia could see the problem.

This girl was clearly a Pure Futa, no slit in sight. Yet not only did she look to be about three to four inches shorter than Amelia, her cock wasn't even half of Amelia's size. The girl was sobbing, her voice very high pitched, lacking that very slightly deeper and huskier twang that seperated Futa voices from female voices to people who knew the difference.

"I...i have had low Futosterone production since birth, a-and i'm allergic to s-supplements. Please, j-just let me go inside." The poor thing was clearly deeply ashamed of her own body.

"You are a disgrace to your gender. I can't believe that you actually thought showing yourself in public was a good idea. Maybe we should just cut it off altogether. I bet you'd make pretty woman. Your height and voice fit perfectly already." Patricia laughed. "Hey, Amelia. Do you want to say a word or two to her? Who knows, if you have the balls to put down a Pure Futa with nothing but your words, i may rethink letting you join our group. On two legs, this time."

Amelia looks at the quivering mess in front of her. Did she really want to become a bully? Getting in good with someone like Patricia may be worth it in the long run, but she really did feel for the girl, and she had a feeling that in order to impress Patricia she would have to be extra scathing.