Futa Christmas Party

Futa Christmas Party

Merry Futa Dixmas!

Chapter 1 by DenomZero DenomZero

Bells jingle and snowflakes float to the ground as it’s Christmas, that time of the year. In this city Christmas came quickly and most noticed it only from the huge sales in all the stores last month. So few truly appreciate this time of year, one of them is you, a young futa girl from the local high school.

You are ‘barely legal’ as you were born on christmas eve, and today is December 25th, christmas day, also the day of a big Christmas party held by one of the richer kids from school. You, along with some others were invited and you are not thrilled. For you, Christmas has ruined your identity for eternity and you couldn’t care less for the whole celebrations - it’s all just society deciding you should be happy right now, well, that’s just not how it goes, is it? And you have made your mind long ago that the Christmas spirit is bs and you ain’t celebrating. But then just last month a girl from the school you go to came to you and asked if you could join this Christmas party they are having. You do like parties, so you decided to give it a shot.

You put your phone down and stretch. They are having the party late in the evening and you’ve been waiting the whole damn day for it - no, you didn’t use the day opening presents because your birthday was yesterday. You get presents on your birthday yesterday. So you are really hoping some partying will make your mood change a little better. December 25th is always the worst day of the year anyways. The girl who invited you, THE Penelope Novogaliante, haughty-ass name for a haughty-ass rich white girl, is some of the richest in your school. You go to the public one half the town goes to and everyone knows Penny. But this is the first official party she’s having.

Why is that surprising? Because in your school rich girl parties are quite common. Most notably there’s the Darlingtons’ halloween parties which are just legendary. You were never invited though. Racist Russian assholes you thought, until Chelsie Darlington came to you one day asking to be your girlfriend. You were with her for a long time until she moved on as she did, but in that time you really got into partying. Which is partly why you are kind of interested in this knock-off thing. Also a costume party, also held by a rich white family, and also full of dickgirls as you have heard - just like the last halloween party was. You are one yourself. You are the BBC girl in school. Thanks Chels for the promotion.

Dressing up?

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