Evangelion, The Futanari Generations | By : Wendell Urth Category: +M to R > Neon Genesis Evangelion Views: 6205 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0 |
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Chapter 3:
Kensuke & Toji sat looking out the third-floor window. Toji was eating his lunch, though it was still early, class hadn’t started yet. He would probably bum food off of someone later. He was good at that.
Kensuke, “She scared the hell out of me. She was on our neighbor’s roof staring in our window.”
Toji laughed. “Can’t imagine that! I mean she’s what, nearly 300 lbs?”
Kensuke, “Well, but she’s limber too, moves like a cat in spite of all those muscles.”
Toji, “Yeah. My sister said she saw Asuka watching our place… And Shinji hasn’t been to school in a couple of days. I assumed he was out on NERV business, but if the Twin Titans are looking for him… I don’t know. Could be bad.”
Kensuke said thoughtfully, “He did run away for a while last year, remember? Misato dragged him home from Sengokuhara. Man, was she pissed! I heard she tore the door off the train when she caught up to him. Reached into the train and just yanked him out, like a bug in a bottle.”
The two friends were thoughtful for a moment. They teased Shinji, living with three such awesome Fem-Futa … well two Futa-girls and a Futa-woman. For beauty and brains, no one could match them. But they knew deep down that he was struggling every day to maintain his identity. Fem-Futas can be overpowering and it takes a strong Norm to stand up to one. But three?
Rei was the shortest of the three, at 14 she was a mere 6ft 2in, 290 lbs. It was a closely guarded secret, but rumor had it she was already power lifting over 650 lbs. And she was complaining about being out of shape. Toji once saw her lift up the front of a car one handed to rescue some stray kittens. It was the kind of girl she was. Sweet and shy. And capable of knocking out a bull. Her name in school sports circles was The Beast. She didn’t seem to mind it, as long as it wasn’t used in a derogatory manner. So far no one was foolish enough to do so.
If Ayanami was sweet and gentle, Asuka was a raging bitch. Her nickname (when she was around) was The Valkyrie, a beautiful Nordic Goddess with streaming red hair, ready for battle. Truth was (and only when she wasn’t around), Norm-boys called her The Harpy or The Vulture. Something about her tendency to shriek when she got angry. And use her claws. 7ft tall & no one was sure of her weight. Last time the PE teacher insisted on weighing her for school records, she picked up the scale and threw it like a frisbee. It smashed into the bleachers, which collapsed to the fourth level. She then threatened to do the same to the PE teacher. He wrote down a modest 140 lbs., at least it looks like 140. His hand was shaking too much to ensure good penmanship.
Then there was Misato. Beautiful, amazing Misato… a 6ft 10in, raven haired Amazon. There was an unconfirmed story that she dismantled the giant rogue robot Jet Alone bare handed. It was also rumored that at NERV her code name was Death. Just that, Death.
“I can understand him running away from Asuka. But Misato? Misato? Oh man, what I wouldn’t give to be with her?” Toji said.
“Yeah, but if it was just Misato there, it would be different. But all three?”
Toji blinked, “Yeah, I know we make fun of him… but Misato? Really, you think.”
Kensuke removed his glasses, polished them on his shirt sleeve. Ever see the way she looks at him when she thinks he doesn’t notice?”
Toji smirked. “That’s not what I’m looking at!” Then, “You really think…?”
“Oh man, she’s got it bad! Hungry, like a starving wolf. You know what I mean? She looks at him likes she’s prowling for something sweet and he’s the last piece of cheesecake in the shop window.”
Toji, “I wish she looked at me that way!”
Kensuke, “No man, I don’t think you really would. Think about it.”
Toji did, then gulped. “Hey, is that him over there?” pointing down into the parking lot. “Second bench, sitting with class rep?”
Kensuke looked, frowned for a moment, then let out a soft whistle, “Oh shit, he’s gone and done it!”
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