Hokkaido High's Annual Hyper Track and Field Day

Story by jod4135

So this story was requested by a morpher who's work I enjoy. They already got an advanced copy of it; but now after a light spell check I figure it's good enough for public reading.

It's a little outside what I'd normally write, so I'm giving it it's own thread. If anyone wants to give their own spin on the idea (Hyper Track and Field in Asia); be my guest and post it here.

I'm sure Lazy would be ecstatic about any remotely similar content being written.

TAGS: Hyper Futa/Tiny bit of Futa-on-male/Tiny bit of Watersports/Slice of Life?

I've included the morph I used as a reference while writing the story below as well.

EDIT: Removed Spoiler Tag; as it doesn't seem to work. Story might be too big.

My Childhood Best Friend Is A What?!

Story requested by Lazy2277

Written by Jod4135

Looking up from his textbook with a yawn; Nakai Akio glanced out his classroom's window for a few moments before giving his sore legs a quick stretch. He hated Track and Field day. Almost as much as he hated gym. At least Track and Field day is only once a year. He reminded himself; still aching from the 'fun' he and his classmates had been forced to endure the day before. Hokkaido High School required all students to participate in the event as a way of tracking their physical performance halfway through each year. He glanced at the empty seat to his right before sighing. It wasn't like Masako to miss class; much less two days in a row. I hope she's not sick...I'll bring the homework she missed with me when I check up on her later. He thought as he turned his attention back to his textbook.

Okada Masako had been Akio's best friend since the two of them were little. Almost inseparable since elementary school; both of they're families were very close. The fact that they lived right next to each other almost certainly helped their friendship flourish over the years. Her tutoring him during the previous summer was the reason that he had gotten high enough scores to get accepted into the same high school as her. The idea of her missing out motivated him to ignore his sore muscles as he did his best to take good enough notes for her to read through later. Just as he was finally getting into a good groove, the school bell suddenly rung. The rest of the class glanced up, looking at each other slightly confused as their teacher put down his chalk. "Ah...alright students put aside your textbooks. We have a school...event...to attend." He said cryptically as he put down his things and propped open the classroom door as the rest of the class slowly got out of their desks.

"It's not lunch yet, where are we going?" One of the other kids asked as they shuffled down the hall, just behind the other classes as the throng of students moved outside. "The Gym field." He replied curtly as the students emerged out into the bright sun. I swear if they're making us redo Track and Field because someone messed up the paperwork... Akio thought as his eyes adjusted to the mid-day sun. His heart sunk as he recognized the large tents that surrounded the field that the school used for events and gym classes. The same tents that they had been sitting under the day before. He was pretty sure he could see one of the huge water jugs that their class had gathered around between events to try and re hydrate themselves. "I'm gonna have nightmares about this place..." one of his classmates grumbled; causing a few of the nearest upperclassmen to laugh.

"We're just here to spectate and give moral support." Akio heard one of them say as the school body marched back under the tents. Thankful to be out of the sun the first years sat down in a huff. The upperclassmen still standing, if only just long enough to grab some of the tiny cups around the nearby water jugs for future use. "I don't understand how this is even legal..." One of the upperclassmen close to Akio muttered to herself. "What do you mean?" Akio whispered to the older girl, who jumped nervously as she turned around to see who had spoken. "Yeah what gives? We already did T&F yesterday." One of Akio's classmates asked as the older girl glanced about for the nearest teacher before responding. "It's an indecent kind of T&F...those poor girls..." She whispered back just as a small group emerged from one of the side entrances of the school.

"Is that...Yukiko? I thought she wasn't here today?" One of Akio's classmates observed as the group rushed toward one of the only tents that was covered on the far side of the field. The president of the third year student council stood up before walking across the field to the unusual tent. "They call it Hyper T&F...but it's really just abuse in the name of school reco

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