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Penetrating Date Page 33 (PL: After Class)

What does he mean!?

Find out next month. Sorry about that.

Penetrating Date Page 33 (PL: After Class)

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There you go. The Futa did not arrive by spaceship. ☺ And I don't expect you to adopt this as your background. I just tossed the story off after you said 'No Spaceships!'.

Major Ranger

Consciousness seeps into a rising awareness. Trails of dream resolve themselves into traces of sound and feeling. Voices. Warm air. Beeping. My sense of 'me' sharpens as the air grows colder. Then a sucking >crack< as a seal breaks and the world washes over me. I think I’m panicking but the Box won’t let me feel that yet. Light. Sound. Hands? Sensations around me, on me. My thoughts sharpen enough to recognize there’s people near but I’m too confused to make out what they’re saying. Soft voices speak with intent. Things are plucked and extracted. I’m swabbed efficiently but with a certain compassion. And an unusual interest when they’re about my crotch. One of the voices is speaking to me. Hands, definitely hands. Hands are holding my head, touching my face. The voice is telling me I’m safe. In good care. Warning me of pain and light. Still sedated, all this is happening to someone else. But I think I was screaming when the Box shut me off. I awake without memory of dreams. Not the sudden awakening of the guilty or endangered, where awareness is a heart-racing shock. Not a languid or creeping awakening. I just turn my head on the pillow and blink into the bandages over my eyes. There’s pain but nothing compared to the weakness. I’m on a bed. Someone is speaking beside me. I think it’s a different voice. I’m told I’m safe. I’ve been injured. I’m being treated. They repeat themselves. Not like a recording but like someone reading from a script. Words and inflections are different and pronounced in a strange, melodious accent. A hand is on my chest as if to hold me down. I’m so weak I don’t think I could get up if the bed was on fire. OK. Now I’m starting to panic. Where are you when I need you Box? I hear a low squeak, a bump and a new voice is speaking. “I am Doctor Orr and you are safe. You and your fellow travelers are being treated by us for injuries incurred on your journey.” The source of her odd accent is confirmed when she switches to another language while speaking briefly with my attendant. “You are the first to have fallen in our district but we are well prepared and trained.” I hear an exchange in that language while unknown things shift around the room I’m in. “Your people have traveled far to reach us.” A hand is on my chest again. Lightly. Any scripting is lost as she says something to me in that other language. And if the word “Welcome” she follows it with is new for her, the warmth in her voice is not. “Bandages first off eyes. Slowly then light.” She continues to speak to me, telling me what she is doing. Apologizing. Explaining that our colony ship limped into their system decades earlier having missed our original target. Too damaged to reach a planet it had dropped into a cross-elliptic cometary orbit. Colonists are being shuttled off in their Boxes as quickly as possible. Most in one-way landing vehicles that had originally been intended for construction supplies and equipment. What about The Plan? Using the landers is a disaster scenario only slightly above 'Hit the planet and hope for the best'. She’s wiping the tears from my face. “Yes, is terrible. Very horrible. So many lost. So each we save from empty is more precious. More miracle.” By now their ministrations have me capable of the advanced communication of nodding my head and half articulate grunts. Blurry shapes of light and shade are all I can see in the few, painful glimpses I try to take. I have questions but fatigue has other ideas. My doctor and attendant are heading toward the door as I surrender to sleep. I can’t follow what they’re saying but the tones and pattern are comforting. And I guess “doctor’s orders” sound the same in any language. Right before exhaustion pulls me under I hear two words. “Sex, male.”

Major Ranger

"At the very least, they did not arrive by spaceship." HAHAHAHAHAAAA!

Major Ranger

At the very least, they did not arrive by spaceship.

Nobody in Particular

Well I hope you're having as much fun with all this as we are. ☺ And leaving it an unanswered question certainly reduces the work you've got to do. :) But you don't mind conjecture, do you? If nothing else you might see ideas you like (or dislike) and might help if you do decide to flesh things out later? And you can always just ignore me if you think I should STFU... ☺ I was picking up on the "Oh, Gee. That's what you do!" vibe I've seen in the interaction between Futa and Norm in this and other of your works. To me, there appear to be two different and established social structures in recent contact. By recent I mean time enough to get over the shock of meeting a new race but not enough for interactions between Futa and Norm to have fully adjusted and integrated. There are separate sex-ed classes but not separate schools. The two groups are physically different, but are culturally nearly identical. They speak the same language. This could show a deep level of social exchange or at least both societies dependent on the same social stimulus, information and such. Or a magical/temporal/planar rift between places where one or both groups overlapped. Or a lost colony ship finds it's way between the stars. Or I could STFU... :)

Major Ranger

I agree. No point in overexplaining.

Shawn Ravenfire

It started out as a normal world (with its own world history and geography). I haven't settled on how all these futa appeared, but it might be nice to just leave it an unanswered question. At the point when the Penetrating Lecture stories happen, futa have yet to really take charge in society. Veronica's parents and the teacher are exceptions.

Nobody in Particular

And yeah, the futa fucking men rocks too! ☺ Which begs the question. Are there norm females around? I imagine there are but I don't recall seeing them in Lecture...

Major Ranger

I wouldn't be surprised if futa DNA randomization wasn't stronger. Since you only have one sex you've immediately cut the number of genetic variants in half. And you can almost see this already looking at the skin/hair/eye variations of the futa in NiP's work. All of the differences may not be cosmetic!

Major Ranger

I've often wondered as to how NiP's world developed. It sometimes feels like two different worlds were laid on top of each other at some point in the recent past. The reason I say this is it occasionally feels like the worlds don't quite line up. Hey NiP! This isn't criticism, it's just observation. OK? ☺ Sometimes it feels as if Futa/Norm societies have integrated together but Futa/Norm Behaviors have not. Like roommates that are still getting used to living together. They're both in the same home and they're going to make it work but why would someone store the vacuum cleaner there? ☺ In fact with what I've seen in his work, it's not impossible that it's the Norms that are the 'invaders' and a minority. That we showed up in Futaworld and the futa are doing their best to integrate the poor lost Norms!

Major Ranger

I love the fact that in this world futa fucking men is just a normal thing and everyone is cool about it

Dan

New person: While any child a futa would have with herself would have many of the same traits as her, genetics work in very complicated ways, and so genes from their all across their family tree can get passed down.

Garrett

Question If a futa came inside her self with she be cloning her self or making a new person?

Dan

And as I'm trying to keep all this under one message so not to be too disruptive. The 'selfie' appears to be a view from the floor of a bathroom. Almost as if the scene is her memory of a reflection of herself in a mirror.

Major Ranger

OK Anders, let me Cyrano for your Neuvillette: [Slow the pace of your thrusts, then stop while looking into Veronica's eyes] "You're so beautiful. You could have chosen anyone. Thank you" [Lean in and kiss her softly. Continue kissing and begin to slowly stroke inside her] Seriously Anders, you've got to be listening for these things. You may not be her last but nobody else will ever be her First. And these things are important. To everyone.

Major Ranger

Please tell me, Anders also fucked himself.

Julian Fratzscher

it doth bend

Zip Zop

I would love to see more of this futa on self concept!!!

2178939

And if your answer to the 'makes sense/does it now' exchange isn't "Because it's exactly what I would do" you're a lying SOB... :)

Major Ranger

Say Something Anders! You're her First! This stuff is Important! ☺

Major Ranger

I just figured they would. And polish their own knobs too. But that futa are so sexually active that they desire more. I would imagine there's a futa into about every kind of kick out there. Why would they be different then norms in that respect? With a sex drive turned up to 14 they probably try more different things more often than the average norm just to mix things up.

Major Ranger

This is actually a very good question. If their cock's are that long then why not able penetrate themselves?

Brandon. A

Anders is her First!

Major Ranger

I wish I could fuck my own ass just like her...

Jan

Also, just gotta put this out there: I know they're teens who don't know better, but your first time having sex doesn't *always* hurt. Usually, if it does, it's because of poor lubrication. I'm sure you probably already know that, but there are a lot of common misconceptions about sex like this that are very wide-spread, and it's always good to be aware of the facts, especially since this is a series about a sex ed class.

Garrett

Yup! I called it! I knew Veronica has tucked it up her cooch! :P

Garrett

💞💕💕

R_Gre

Double penetration here we come!

River

I want to see him absolutely drilling her

Sean McTye


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