Skip to after graduation

*** Author's note ***

It's been a while since the last chapter, and the reason is simple: there are people that can take a story and simply construct storylines to it. I am not one of those. I either come up with it or I don't. I wanted to insert more events until her graduation, but (so far,) I couldn't think of any. Considering the next chapters (after this one) contain info for world-building, I didn't want to wait any longer. I'll probably add more in between later.

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Slowly, Annabell took the reserve key out of its hiding spot and gave it to Miss Kowalczyk.

"Thank you" she said with a warm smile.

Miss Kowalczyk was a kind-looking Lady, who the government had sent to look after her mother from now onward. After saying goodbye, Annabell took a deep breath. She actually did it. She almost couldn’t believe it, but she actually did it. She graduated with the best score in her entire state, granting her one try to summon a demon and become a futa.

In front of her house, there was a large white limousine waiting for her. Annabell was sure that with her clothes, she would look completely out of place in a car that fancy, but there was no helping it. She did not have any fine clothing, there just had been no way she could’ve been able to afford such.

Taking another breath, she grasped the crest in the top left corner of her shirt. She had gotten it together with her grades and it marked her as an aspirant. As long as she wore it, her standing was even higher than that of futanari, and forcing her into any kind of sexual activity was a crime of the highest order. For a moment after getting the badge, she had toyed with the thought of using it to trick the futa that had ruined her family. Sure, as long as she got into bed with her, it would most certainly work. If came to testimony against testimony, hers would have more weight thanks to the badge. It was almost guaranteed that the public image of said “national hero” would be tarnished beyond saving, and if Annabell was lucky, she would even be sentenced to get her balls crushed – which, as weird as it sounded, was something that was actually juristically possible.

However, that plan had one catch: she had to manage to keep her sanity AND to get away afterward. The latter needed good acting, and regarding the former, maybe her hatred was strong enough to power through it, but that was only a guess. She was still a virgin and never have had an orgasm from anything other than stimulating her clit, and considering what had happened to her mother, the risk was not worth it. According to the interview, she did not have a named one, so as long as Annabel would manage at least that, her victory was basically guaranteed. No use in risking all she had achieved just now.

The limousine drove her to the next main Station, from where she entered an express train, first class. The whole time, she was accompanied by three women in black suits, that would get her whatever she asked them to. After around six hours on the train, they reached the capital, Berlin. From there, another limousine picked her up, and in the late evening, she finally reached her destination: Castle Bellevue.

Two maids awaited her and took her luggage. She was brought to a vast guestroom that alone seemed to be bigger than her entire house. The bed alone was at least 13 feet long, not to mention the extravagant decor the golden ornaments on the walls, and the colossal chandelier. They also told her that she would be awaited in the main hall tomorrow at 9:00. Until then, she was free to do whatever she wanted. However, as it was already dark, the options were not plentiful.