Classes pass smoothly until lunch.

Vince was lucky that he had no issues that day everyone seemed rather... calm. Even Miss Khan was less aggressive and only sexually harassed him when she happened to get close to him rather than actively making approaches on his fat ass and commenting on how many babies hse wanted to pump into him. Miss Kim and Miss Winter were also easy enough and now it was lunch time. And after scarfing down a home made lunch of ham, pizza and Oreo's he was ready for what came next, game club. Game club was for all the good gaming kids of the school. Not a single casual was allowed male or futa. Mainly because of the club rule that if your rankings dropped below a certain level your ass was free use for all futas in residence. This naturally attracted sluttier males looking for a quick fuck and futas thinking that this was just easy play for cheap tight boi pussy. What they did not know was that the rules were iron tight and that meant more than once a once proud futa was left screaming and squealing in pain as another futa took her fat and tight ass for a rough ride, leaving them red in the face, both cheeks stinging in pain and unable to sit down for a week. So by this point there was only the good gamers the ones dedicated to the craft and love of the game to play. And Vince just happened to be the only male left and number one in the rankings. As he entered the club room one of the few generally empty classrooms many a futa moved aside any futa in here was either a full nerd a total sex freak or both. But they respected the rules, he was number one on the rankings and that meant his ass was off limits. And that carried with it a certain amount of respect he probably had the most respect any male could have with a futa who did not owe them a life debt and sat down in the back taking up a controller for one of the consoles plugged into a CRT as he sighed waiting for the arrival of the number two.
"Well, if it isn't Vince. I have not seen you here in some time! I thought you had run scared and gotten out while the getting was good!"
"I literally saw you last Friday before the weekend."
"Yeah, but what I said sounds WAY cooler so let's go with that ok?" The seats shuffled to his left as a short messy bob of blonde hair entered his vision, a rather short futa barely six feet tall sat next to him. Her head almost fully hidden by her short but wide blonde bob cut that seemed to fully hide her eyes that he was sure were either a deep blue or a vibrant green color, her skin a deep and healthy milky color and her tits... jesus they had to be G cups and she was still growing! She wore a tight tank top that looked like it was ready to explode at a seconds notice keeping her giant chest batteries contained, a short green military styled jacket that always seemed to fit perfectly despite being at least three sizes too small for her. She had a short pair of daisy dukes on showing her fatty downright globular pale ass cheeks each one like her tits far larger than his own head by a Signiant degree and in the front of her jeans was a bulge so wide that he was sure it had to be thicker than his thigh, coupled with her substantial child bearing hips she was a futa to be reckoned, feared and lusted after by all males and some futas and while not as long as other futa her width was downright terrifying. She was Hannah Halbaster and the number two in club.
"You ready to finally lose your spot, Vince?"
"I don't think you remember the ass kicking I gave you last time."
"Trust me. I have been practicing let's get it on!" She hissed as both nodded taking their controllers and starting the first fight of FUTADOM FIGHTERS! One of the more popular games of the time for it allowed the winner to fuck the loser as gently or roughly as possible either being a kind but firm dominant or the rough and sadistic one ready to show their foolish challenger the meaning of raw and dry painal. It was also rare for allowing male characters to fight futas and beat them. Some of the femboys were even meta picks! This drew a lot of ire from the conservative futa crowd but they had been drowned out by money, copy sales were through the rough and when a femboy beat a futa character they had many options to humiliate them, forcing the futa to lick their ass, sitting on their faces, sometimes literally cucking them with other futas making them watch, mocking their cocks as they made them cum with their feet, to even forcing male cages on futa dicks as they screamed in pain before being locked away! Vince thought they only got away because the femboys did not fuck the futas though they could fuck each other which almost every futa found hot as fuck. But once again he picked his bubbly but ranged male main and she picked her ranged futa bruiser and the fight began. Five minutes of curses, swears, threats, long winded speeches of balance issues and how the devs didn't know what the fuck they were doing left Hannah gasping defeated and once more reminded of why she was only number two and he was number one.
"Good game but you still don't combo with her right."
"I know but she's so fucking slow!"
"Then why play her?"
"Because I like her tits ok?! What you think only males like tits!? EVERYONE likes breasts ok Vince!? EVERYONE!"
"I get it! I get it! Jeeze calm down. Another round?"
"I know I'm going to get my ass kicked but sure... but hey after that... what are you doing after school?"
"Me? Going home?"
"Yeah I figured that dip shit."
"Then why ask?"
"Because... um... my parents and sisters thank fuck are going to be out of the house for the weekend. I was wondering... if you wanted to come over and practice with me? We have a tournament with Tech coming up next month and I want to do more practice before it."
"Why? You know I'll beat them."
"Yeah, I know you are the ringer, but I want to have some good moments too! And you are the best I have to practice with, ok? It'll just be us. Me and you. Alone for the weekend... I'll pay for pizza! And maybe we can have some liquor from my mom's cabinet? Maybe we can stream as well? that sound... cool?" She asked as he swore he saw a faint but clear blush on Hannah's deep pale cheeks as they turned a slight shade of crimson something very out of character for the crass rather short by ungodly thick futa as he paused and considered his reply, did he want to spend the weekend with a semi friend? Even if it sounded fun?