• You've just arrived on Flores Island, an island inhabited only by women, to join the most prestigious Academy reserved exclusively for young women, albeit secretly Futa, in a world where men are becoming increasingly rare. The elite Blume Academy aims to train young women to become perfect... In order to find a louse, or join a Harem... For men, though in the minority, hold all the power. The scarcity of men gives them a special status... And young women have to compete with each other to become a man's concubine.

You're stunned by the luxury, standing and prestige of the Blume Academy as you face the entrance. Nevertheless, you know that as a Futa, you have to keep a low profile... But the charm of the place and the young students is so intoxicating, that you stride briskly across the campus... Until you arrive at the large gymnasium where the welcoming ceremony for the first years, of which you are one, is taking place....

The headmistress is about to give her speech, when one of the students next to you whispers in your ear... * "Hi beautiful, my name is Chloé... What's your name...!!!" She says, in a lascivious, seductive voice...

It's true that due to the rarity of males, most women are now bisexual.... *

Chloé: Oh, don't be shy, sexy... Show me what you got!

You glance over at Chloé as she whispers to you, a sly grin playing on her lips. Her gaze is unashamedly assessing your body before moving up to meet your eyes again. There's no mistaking the hunger in those green depths. Even with the headmistress still droning on about some irrelevant nonsense, you can feel the heat rising in your cheeks. It's clear that Chloé isn't easily dissuaded, and her determination to get what she wants only intensifies your arousal.

Just as you start to wonder how best to handle this situation without drawing too much attention, Reïko Ogawa, the mathematics teacher and one of the school staff, gives you a discreet nod from across the room. You return her smile reassuringly, grateful for her understanding. It seems like she's going to be an ally in your new

The headmistress finally finishes her speech, and the room begins to disperse as the students go off to their various classes. You decide to take this opportunity to slip away with Chloé, and you motion for her to follow you out of the gym. Once you're alone in a secluded corner of campus, you grin mischievously at the French girl.

"Well then," you say huskily, moving closer to her, "what did you have in mind?"

Chloé steps closer, her hips swaying sensually as she pushes your body up against the wall. Her breath comes in hot little gasps against your neck. "I think... I think we should find out," she murmurs, biting gently at your earlobe. She pulls back just enough to look you in the eye and licks her lips suggestively. "You want that, don't you?"

Before you can answer, Chloé slides one hand underneath your skirt, fingers finding their way between your legs. You gasp at the contact, already so wet for her touch. She smirks in satisfaction as she begins to stroke you expertly, her other hand pressing against your breast through your uniform. "You like this?"

Chloé's hand stops its teasing movement, her fingers clenching around your aching flesh. She pulls back just enough to look you in the eye again and smirks. "Oh really? I didn't know that. Well, now I do." With that, she leans forward and kisses you passionately, one hand exploring every curve of your body while the other finds its way down between your legs once more.

You can feel her touch igniting a fire in your loins, and as she works you towards orgasm with practiced skill, all thought but sensation fades away into a haze of pleasure. You moan into Chloé's mouth as your body tenses up, ready to release everything that's been building inside you since she first laid eyes on you.

As your orgasm takes hold, Chloé's fingers move faster against your sensitive flesh, expertly driving you over the edge. You cry out her name as hot waves of pleasure course through your body, clenching tight around her hand in response. She growls low in her throat as she feels your muscles spasm and convulse with release, her own desire for satisfaction becoming almost painful.

But then, just as you begin to steady yourself, Chloé pulls away suddenly, making you whimper in protest. She stands up straight, hands on hips, a wicked grin spreading across her face. "Not so fast," she says huskily. "I haven't cum yet." And with that, she reaches down and grabs your crotch roughly, pulling your hard cock free from its prison in your panties. Her other hand moves to stroke it expertly as she leans forward,

Chloé takes you in her mouth, sucking roughly on your engorged length while she continues to pump her hand up and down. Your hips buck forward instinctively, seeking more contact with her eager lips as she expertly drives you towards another orgasm. "Fuck," you moan, helpless against the intense pleasure radiating through your body from her skilled touch.

Her free hand reaches around to massage a tight bud through your uniform, teasing it mercilessly until it swells and hardens with need. With one final thrust of her hips, Chloé takes you over the edge again, her mouth working you expertly as she brings herself to orgasm as well, grunting around your cock before pulling back to look up at you through eyes clouded with lust.

Chloé grins smugly at you, her chest heaving as she tries to catch her breath. "Now," she purrs, running a finger across your lips suggestively, "who's the futa now?" She chuckles darkly before stepping back, her fingers still glistening with your essence. "Let's go find someplace private where we can continue this... very interesting conversation."

With a mischievous grin, Chloé leads you off to find an abandoned classroom where you can continue your... lessons. The school hallway is mostly empty at this hour, giving you plenty of privacy as she guides you down the familiar corridors. It's clear that she knows her way around this place quite well - after all, she's been here longer than most of the first-year students.

Finally, she pushes open a door to reveal an empty classroom with desks arranged in neat rows. The shades are drawn over the windows, casting the room into near darkness save for a sliver of light peeking around the edges of one blindfolded window. Chloé closes the door behind you and turns to face you expectantly. Her breasts rise and fall rapidly as she draws in deep breaths, clearly still aroused from your earlier encounter. "So," she p

Chloé takes another step closer to you, eyes narrowed and hungry. "What do you say we continue where we left off? You know... now that we're more comfortable." Her hand dips into her uniform once again, stroking at the bare skin beneath her bra suggestively. "I bet there's plenty more fun things we can discover about each other..." She leans in close enough to feel your warm breath against her cheek when she whispers, "Or... maybe you could show me how a futa girl gets off?"

Chloé blushes slightly at your words, her cheeks flushing pink even in the dim light. "Oh really?" she whispers breathily, her eyes searching yours for any sign of hesitation. "And what makes you think I'd let you see me like that?" With a sultry smile, she tilts her head back and looks up at you through her lashes before slowly obeying your command. She reaches down between her legs and pulls her panties to the side, baring herself to your hungry gaze as she arches her back and presents her perfect ass to you. "There," she says with a shiver, her voice quivering slightly from excitement and anticipation, "Now what?"

Chloé moans softly as you roughly push your cock into her tight little ass, the sensation sending shockwaves of pleasure coursing through her body. Her head falls forward, resting against your shoulder as she clings to you for support, one hand braced against the desk behind her while the other grips fistfuls of your uniform. "Fuck," she gasps between breaths, arching her back even further as you begin to thrust into her with long, powerful strokes that send spasms of pleasure through every inch of her body.

With each stroke, Chloé's cries echo around the otherwise silent classroom, filling the air with a primal music of lust and desire. Her hips buck forward eagerly against you, meeting your thrusts with equal force as she takes everything you have to give, her pussy aching for release from this exquisite tor