3rd Chromosome: Skate Park. (futa/male)

Story by Grobnar

So I’m trying something different here. Taking a risk really. Futa/male content ahead. Everyone is over 18. Enjoy!

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Kiki Saitō slapped ineffectually against her nightstand; her hand trying in vain to silence her phone. Slow Rise, the alarm she decided was the calmest, blared out with increasing volume. With a sharp intake of air, she sat upright and turned off the offending alarm. Kiki brushed her dyed red hair out of the way and rubbed her face. What a fucking night. She thought. If only I could remember it.

Ahh fuck. Kiki pushed herself out of bed and stumbled her way into the bathroom. They’re leaking already. The woman’s breasts were large, far larger than her small frame needed, and engorged with milk. So much that a constant trickle leaked out. With practiced efficiency she pulled off her tank top, already transparent from her leaking mammaries, and put on her pump. With a whirl the machine sprang to life and Kiki felt satisfaction as she was drained. Not that it’ll do much good. A full draining usually lasted about 4 hours for the busty woman, but that well was never completely dry.

As the pump sucked out her milk Kiki considered her options for the day. While doing absolutely nothing was one choice, several days of rain had left her in a rather dour mood. Last night's partying helped somewhat, but she craved something else. I should go to the park. She mused. After several minutes the pump was complete, her breasts spent for the moment. Kiki disconnected the device and eyed the container. With a sigh, she upped the bottle and drank it down.

Running out of the bathroom she quickly donned her clothing. Loose cargo pants only held up by a belt encircling her narrow waist, a grey tank top slipped over her bra and a green tank hoodie went over that. Grabbing her keys, wallet, phone and earbuds she locked the door got her board and rode on.

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Kiki thought she was quite a sight as she tore through the streets on her board. The product of a Japanese diplomat and a French woman she had inherited the best of both parents plus some extras. All the milk she drank probably didn’t hurt either. She stood around 5’4” with a narrow frame. Of course her boobs, F-cups the last time she measured, projected out from her rib cage. They sloshed with every bounce and step she made but Kiki didn’t care. Nor did she care how the pads in her bra absorbed her slight trickle of leaking milk. Kiki also had a sizable ass. It wasn’t record breaking, but large for someone of her heritage. More than once she heard a crash as she passed by a fellow skater; their eyes glued to her curves and not the road. Red hair flapping in the wind, she sped down the street, taking the turn that lead to the skate park. Her loose pants too helped disguise her curves.

As she expected the park was a riot of activity. First nice day. What else would be the cause. Kids from all age groups ran around on their skateboards, razers, and little bmx bikes trying to outdo one another. The shouts of playful competition, yelling and the skittering of wheels punctuated by the occasional curse was music to her ears. Kiki allowed herself a smile. It was home.

Except one kid. She was vaguely familiar with him. Black muscle tee with a heart and dagger on it easily identified him as a douche. Flat brimmed ball cap turned backwards and pristine Vans only sold his look further. Not to mention the dyed blonde tips and oversized sunglasses. What’s his name again? Chance? Chase. Chase Sieman. That’s it. He was a grade ahead of her in high school and always walked with a swagger. His hallway conversations consisted of bitches; who was one and where to get one. Kiki didn’t give a shit about him. She did care about his behavior though. Chase strutted through the park, longboard clutched in his hands. Along the way he nearly bowled over several kids, each time yelling at them to get out

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