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Story by GhostInTheMachine
My second futaxmale story, I like constructive feed back, there may be a sequel, tell me what you think or what you'd like to see!
-Edit- I'm working on formatting, so bear with me, FP isn't really cooperating :P
Hans shifted nervously in his desk, twiddling his thumbs. Looking two rows over to his left, he scrutinized every detail of who must have been the most beautiful girl in the classroom, if not the entire senior class. Her shoulder length blonde hair fell upon her shoulders, as her shining blue eyes shifted back and forth across her notebook in front of her. Her delicate features, from her soft face to her slim figure, with her melon sized mounds and wide hips, there was nothing on her body that kept Hansâ mouth from watering. Cracking his neck, he tried to focus on his work, and not glare at Christine, as he did every day, and naturally everyone noticed, making him the âclass exileâ. Hans excelled in his studies, but his peculiar âquirksâ prevented him from having friends, let alone a girlfriend, and sexually deprived. Being around 6 foot, average build and matching brown eyes and hair, he wasnât bad looking, and he couldnât understand why he was so rejected. Hans couldnât take it, even the ugliest girls would reject his most casual or friendly approaches, today he figured he would change his luck the hard way.
School ended for the day, and Hans packed his things and headed out the door with everyone else, but unlike everyone, he kept a safe distance behind Christine as she walked down the halls. He knew her schedule, and she didnât have any after school clubs today and she would head straight home, but his plans said otherwise. Turning the corner, the narrow hall was vacant, and Hans made his strike. Running quickly behind Christine, he leapt on her back, his arm wrapping around her neck, and his free hand covering her mouth. Wrong move. Although he knew her after school schedule, he had obviously not known of her at home activities. With an ex-marine father, she knew more than enough how to defend herself. Biting down hard, Christine drew blood from her assailant. Although he was larger than she, Christine lunged back, and slammed him into the wall behind her. Feeling his grip weaken, she grabbed for his arm and slung him over her shoulder, a loud thump resonating through the halls, as Hans coughed, gasping for breath.
âWhat the FUCK do you think youâre doing you freak!?â Standing over him, she leaned in close to Hans, growling in his face.
âOh God, oh God, Iâm sorry!â Hans pleaded his hands drawing to his face to protect it from any further hitting. He thought he had the drop on her but he was dead wrong, and all he wanted was to get out of here. It was a bad sign she wasnât yelling and screaming, that probably meant she was going to kick his ass, then report him for assault. Thinking fast, he rolled over and began to crawl away, planning to stand and run, bu