The School Teacher's New Students: A Futanari Fable

A while ago I discovered a wonderful futa comic series called Camp Heaven, I was so taken by it that I wanted to do something similar myself. I figured it would be cool if it was done like a fairy tale, with a Pushing Daisies style narration (which I'm happy to say is coming back). I don't know if there will be any more of these or not. Downloadable files included. If you read this story and don't comment, you are a thief.

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THE SCHOOL TEACHER’S

NEW STUDANTS:

A Futanari Fable

BOOK I

By Hardcover

Once upon a time, not really that long ago, in a land that isn’t really that far away, a handsome young school teacher arrived for his first day of work at the Florentine Universal Technological Academy, a posh elite private school for girls on the outskirts of town, by way of a big yellow cab. The school teacher hopped out of the cab quickly, eager, if somewhat apprehensive, to start his interview so he could begin that first magical moment of filling young minds with vast amounts of knowledge (Yes, dear readers, The School Teacher was a hopeless idealist). In truth, he was also happy just to get out of the cab, and away from Bernie the driver, who was a very nice and friendly man, too be sure, but also far too talkative and insisted and regaling the School Teacher with the details of his entire life story from his parents getting drunk backstage at a Twisted Sister concert all the way up until breakfast that morning.

The School Teacher’s name was Randal, but he preferred the less formal moniker of Randy. He was a young man just into his mid twenties, and had black hair that he kept slightly thick and parted down the middle. His eyes were a deep blue color and he kept clean shaven. He was small of build and thin, being a studious sort of fellow and never really that athletic except for swimming and jogging. He wore wide wire frame glasses and was dressed in black pants, a white long sleeve shirt, and brown tie and a brown sports coat with patches on the elbows that looked like the sort of thing that might be worn by a man three times his age. He wore polished brown loafers on his feet, and kept an old antique Rolex watch on his wrist.

The School Teacher was a very shy and private man, having been raised as an only child. In fact, once upon a time Randy had been born as the younger brother of his sister, but she had died tragically when he was only two, for when she was only five years of age his sister had, in fact, been killed by kindness. Kindness being the rather ironic name of a neighbor’s Doberman Pincher.

Randy the School Teacher had come here in hopes of landing his first full time teaching job. Up until now, he had made his living as a substitute. This job would involve