★MAIDENHEAD ACADEMY★, by Kazza

“Good day, everyone. We, that is Marcie and my assistant Gina are finally back for proper reviewing.”

“Nothing about this is proper. We are stuffed in a fucking box, Marcie!”

“Our temporary accommodations aside, the show must go on. And you will not believe what we are covering today.”

“Let me guess, more Harem Hotel.”

“You will be pleased that this is not the case. No, this time we are reading ★MAIDENHEAD ACADEMY★, by Kazza.”

“I hate that name already.”

A Futanari Fantasy Game (250+ chapters & pics)

“God fucking dam it.”

“Gina, please. It has been quite some time since we did a proper game mode story. In fact I do not think we had one since...Almax?”

“Oh, we had plenty of fuckers submitting a game mode story, Marcie. Just that these dipshits were to stupid to figure out how to get them to work.”

“Well, this author is apparently a bit more cleverer. Let us see how this story compares to Becoming a Warrior.”

READING IN PROGRESS (BGM)

In the coastal city of Maidenhead, within the Futorian Republic, every inhabitant is a futanari

“Second image and I already got a fucking dick pushed in my face. Great.”

“We are joining the protagonist, Cassia, just as she is about to enroll on the eponymous academy.”

“So, not only is this a dickgirl story but it is a Harry Potter dickgirl story.”

“Close but no cigar. There is no magic in this world as far as I can tell.”

“Marcie, they are literally magically enslaving girls and changing their bodies. It’s a fucking Harry Potter story.”

The voice was gentle, melodic, laced with the particular tenderness that only her womb mother possessed. Lara.

“Please never use the phrase “womb mother” ever again.”

“It does make sense in context, Gina. After all it does not appear males exist in this world.”

“You know, I should be happy about that, Marcie. But for some reason I am not!”

Her cock, even soft, was a formidable presence, easily ten inches when erect, with testicles the size of small apples.

“If this were dick-girl guy these would be grapefruits.”

“You know, I can’t help but feel that this moniker is somewhat outdated. Zeebop really does not have that many females with male genitalia in his story anymore.”

“Uhu. Her mother decided to prepare Cassia for her days at the academy, and with preparing I mean incest. That’s three strikes, Marcie. Can I go now?”

“I do not know, Gina. Can you?”

“No, because I’m stuck in a fucking box!”

“Anyways,Cassia’s mother "prepares" her daughter.”

“Oh my fucking god, that Dick looks like a snake.”

“It...does. Huh.”

“So many dick pics. I’m going to vomit, Marcie.”

“Given our accommodations, I highly advise against that. Quite a sizable amount of mention how these penises are all uncut. We are not in Kansas anymore, Dorothy.”

“What we are is five chapter in and so far game mode did fuck all, Marcie.”

"Yes. Your turn. You're going to fuck your mother. And while you're fucking her, you're going to tell me what you’ve learned." Demetria opened the door to her study. “Lara dear. It’s time. She's ready now.”

“More incest, because if you fuck one parent might as well fuck the other too.”

“There are quite a lot of images in this story. AI generated of course but I can appreciate the effort nonetheless.”

“Ok chapter nine and they finally made it to the academy. This reminds me of that other Harry Potter story we read. Less futas but just as much fucking tedious bullshit.”

“We do not talk about that one, Gina. We will visit it again soon enough. *shudder*”

"Think about how many of the omegas turned beta this year are going to be knocking on my door begging me to brew them up some infertility potions, or wannabe alphas paying hand over cock for virility elixirs after I learn how to make them and start undercutting the shops in the shopping district. I'm going to corner the market!”

“I like this girl.”

"Cassia, you are assigned to Room 317, with... let me see... a Mira Massey."

“Oh, no.”

“Gina, I do not like what you are implying.”

A pause. Then Mira laughed, not the performative giggle from before, but something genuine. "Good. The last timid girl they roomed me with blue-balled me by leaving before we could have any fun together. Couldn't handle the stress. Left after three days." She stepped back, and Cassia heard her flop onto her bed again. "You're made of sterner stuff. I like that. It will be so much sweeter to watch you break."

“Oh, another rapist. Go figure. Mira must be the female version of Tony.”

“Gina, please.”

“Now, after twelve chapters, game elements are playing a role. Took you long enough you little shit!”

Welcome to the end of Cassia's prologue and the official beginning of Act 1

Good Job!

“Looks like the proper story starts here.”

“Wow, that chapter is literally just telling us to enable game mode. It’s extremely short, The fact that it doesn’t even make our top ten shortest chapter list is really sad.”

Mira’s futa cock, still twitching, flicked the last pearly beads of her release onto Cassia’s parted lips.

“Morning, Princess,” Mira purred, her voice a breathless giggle. “Thought I’d give you a wake-up call.”

“Classic Mira behavior.”

“Gina, please.”

“Ok, looks like that so called “game” has finally started. Lots of options!”

“Let us check the mail first.”

Inside, are 10 silver coins and a letter.

“Nice, free money.”

This chapter seems to be infinitely accessible, allowing for Denarii farming.

“Thanks for the tip, Nerd!”

“We are not using an exploit, Gina.”

“Lame.”

“Moving outside we are presented with quite a few choices. But since we are a student the proper course of action would be to head to class.”

“Fuck you, Marcie. We’re checking out the board.”

“I suppose. Being kept up to date in academy news is important.”

Cassia checks the Civics Board for any requests

“Huh, has been a while but congratulations you dickgirl loving fuck. You made it on the shortest chapter list with this.”

“You will be pleased to learn that you made it all the way to second place with this chapter. Although the inclusion of an image does muddy the water somewhat. Should we still count it, Gina?”

“The fuck should I know?”

“Hm, I counted 24 words on that image of the board, which puts the grand total of words in this chapter at 32. Still comfortably below the former second place holder Doki Doki Literature Club, by TFWNGiantGF, who stands at 37 words.”

“Great that we figured that out. In actual important news, the board shows a job on a ranch to take care of some horses. Sounds easy enough, so we are doing that.”

“…”

“But the asshole guard at the academy entrance won’t let us through until we suck cock. We are not doing that.”

“…”

Cassia secretly watches a beta sucking her mistress's big black alpha cock

A rogue gust of wind lifts Cassia's skirt exposing her ass and futa cock to everyone in the courtyard

Cassia feels embarrassed yet strangely thrilled

Cassia accidentally trips and falls in the fountain

“Taking a walk just results in Cassia embarrassing herself. Seriously, what a ditz.”

“Can we now head to class, Gina?”

“FINE!”

Cassia finds her way to her next lesson

“Ah, newest shortest chapter.”

"And after I got to all the trouble counting the words. That is just rude."

“Apparently we can decide which class to attend. I didn’t graduate for this shit.”

“Let us go with politics. Maybe this Dick centric story will not be such a disappointment on the political front.”

"I do not teach theory," Decima continued, beginning to pace along the dais with slow, deliberate steps. "I do not teach philosophy or ethics or the soft, comforting lies that reformers use to lull themselves to sleep at night. I teach power. I teach reality. I teach what is, not what sentimental fools wish could be."

“I like this woman.”

“What is it with you and liking woman with cocks, Marcie? That has to be some sort of mental disorder.”

“It is not the genitalia I like, Gina. It is the vision.”

“I hate the vision too.”

"Your mother believes in reform," Decima said, loud enough for the entire class to hear. "She believes betas deserve rights. Representation. A voice in the Senate. She believes that power and compassion can coexist." The senator's lip curled. "She is wrong. Compassion is a weakness. Kindness is a disease. The strong rule, and the weak serve, that is the natural order. That is the only order. Everything else is delusion."

“Sounds like a complete psycho bitch to me.”

Cassia knocks on the door

“Next shortest chapter record, for this story.”

“If the author keeps this up, they will make it to first place. Yes, this is still not first place.”

“I must say I do not appreciate the fact that Cassia can only take a single class before she is too tired. Dreadful work ethic.”

Decima circled her slowly, like a shark scenting blood.

“Why is it always like sharks and not just being shark? This story would be better if instead of cocks the girls had sharks.”

“That is a horrifying image, Gina.”

This was not a woman being forced to give pleasure.

This was a woman playing an instrument.

“Sometimes the text is quite good. I also feel like we should mention the sex scenes which are...plentiful.”

“Ugh, do we have to Marcie?”

“It is of course all very heavily penis centric, but I do like that fight/sex scene in which a Beta dominates an Alpha.”

“Whatever, weekend here so the asshole guard let’s us go to town.”

“Which opens up a whole bevy of options and...”

“WE JUST SPEND ALL OUR MONEY!”

“…”

“ON A PINK DRESS!”

She'd dressed practically, a simple linen tunic cut short to allow freedom of movement, sturdy sandals, and her blonde hair pulled back in a tight tail. Her mothers had taught her that first impressions mattered, and showing up prepared would signal that she took the position seriously.

“BUT WE JUST BOUGHT A PINK DRESS!”

“I suppose that is somewhat of an issue when it comes to so many variables.”

“Now that we are broke we have to work more to get more money so of to the ranch it is...these are not horses.”

“Honestly Gina, did you really expect otherwise?”

“After taking care of some very questionable farmwork, we have squired more disposable income.”

TODAYS FIGHTERS:

The Lioness (1:1)

Cunt Breaker (2:1)

The Hand of Venus (3:1)

Sigh Taker (5:1)

White Rain (10:1)

“I wanna bet!”

“Gina, please, we just earned that money.”

“And now we can multiply it! 10 Denari on White Rain!”

White Rain LOSES!

Cassia loses 10 denarii

“FUCK!”

“Whelp, I told you.”

“No, no, I can make it back. This time I bet on Sigh Taker!”

Sigh Taker LOSES!

Cassia loses 10 denarii

“THIS SHIT IS RIGGED!”

“Or maybe you just are not very good at gambling.”

“One more!”

The Hand of Venus LOSES!

Cassia loses 10 denarii

“And now we are in debt...”

Cunt Breaker WINS!

Cassia makes 20 denarii

“Hahahaha! Take that!”

The Lioness WINS!

Cassia makes 10 denarii

“Muhahahahahahaha!”

“Congratulations, Gina. All that gambling only to end up with the exact amount we started out with takes some skill.”

Victra holds a combat training session

Cassia's Combat Skill + 1

“Back to classes it is. Apparently the author already run out of text because this is all we are getting for combat.”

“The second week passes fairly uneventful. There is not all that much to do besides going to classes and those scenes are starting to run out.”

Cassia picked up the quill resting beside the parchment. "Where do I sign?"

“Cassia, no!”

“This is cute. I like the humiliation play of Cassia having to work in the shop, while wearing a frilly pink uniform. It is quite...stimulating.”

“Marcie.”

“Yes, Gina.”

“Are you seriously touching yourself right now?”

“Well, my arms are tied so I am more furiously humping but…”

“Forget that I ask. Week three starts with us getting fucking abducted by the illuminati!”

"She's is." Cassia was smiling now, just slightly. "I accept."

“God damnit Cassia not again!”

“I do found the eagerness in which Cassia accepts these deals somewhat counter intuitive to the nature of the game. This is the third time that a choice is made for us.”

“Because Cassius wants to join the cock illuminati she has to take part in some fucked up hazing rituals.”

Cassia hadn't noticed the basin before. It was perhaps fifteen feet across, shallow, the bottom just a few inches deep. From either side, attendants tipped over two large brass cauldrons full of a thick, white fluid, filling the basin.

“This is why you don’t join some creepy Illuminati cum cock society.”

“After that delightful trial, there is a game with musical chairs, but the chairs all have dildos on them.”

“This feels like every frat party ever. No wonder the male students never accomplished anything at our schools.”

Cassia felt the heat of Antonia's cunt before she felt the penetration, a wave of warmth that washed over her cock like a benediction. Then Antonia's weight settled onto her lap, and her cock, still slick with her own pre-cum, slid inside her best friend with a wet, obscene sound.

“I like Antonia.”

“You said so already, Marcie.”

“The girl is smart.”

“Ok, most of the girls fail through those demented trials, but Cassia, Antonia and some rando make it through. Congrats, I guess.”

“This was quite the multi-chapter set piece and I think it serves as a pretty good stopping point.”

“You won’t hear me complaining, Marcie.”

“This was a good effort. However, it lacks a bit of a direction. We do not know why we are attending classes and what leveling up our skill does. Furthermore, while we did obtain quite a lot of money, we do not seem to have an option to spend it on anything.”

“Except for that stupid pink dress, I guess.”

“On the plus side, the story has a surprisingly cute quality to it, that you would not expect from a penis obsessed futa society. Cassia is a fun protagonist and I do like the supporting cast with Antonia and Mira.”

“Uargh.”

“There is a decent amount of sex scenes, of course they are all futa related, which does somewhat limit the variety.”

“I hate dicks.”

“But the author does try to make it work. Ultimately, this is a promising work in progress and the second best game mode story we ever covered.”

“We only covered two, Marcie.”

“Well, yes.”

“Whatever! I’m done! No more cocks! Good night!”