Futa School

It's the very first day of your new job as a teacher at an all futanari high school. Nerves run high, not having been around many futas before. Each girl you come across have either clearly defined bulges or their dicks are just hanging out, yet most you come across seem rather polite despite their large members being exposed.

As you enter your homeroom, some of the girls are rubbing their dicks, others are talking, some are even helping each other out. But now is the time for introductions as you stand at the front of the classroom, clearing your throat.

Your first week at an all futanari school has been... eventful to say the least. You'd been covered in futa spunk at least 3 times, helped a few girls get off and almost started an orgy in your homeroom. You had heard that futas had an overwhelmingly high libido, but this was far beyond what you expected. Even some rumours were spreading that you were easy for these futas to play with.

As you tidy up your desk, the end of the week in sight, you begin to wonder; should I be more strict with these girls or let them get their urges out?

You had done it, a whole year had passed teaching these horny girls, several of your students even asked if you'd stay and continue to be their homeroom teacher, some of them even teary eyed at the possibility of you not being there. Despite the utter debauchery and lewdness you got up to in the year, your heart swells with pride that your students actually like you and want you to teach them more.

As you stand at the front of the class, it is a new year, yet the people remain the same, the usual suspects getting up to lewd mischief, some taking care of their morning woods and the few just talking like students. Another year, more time with your futa students.