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 6:
Shinji looked around, hoping for an avenue of escape. There was none.
Faces lined every school window on that side of the building, even teachers, who should have known better. Hikari sat calmly by his side as if waiting for him to continue their conversation from a few minutes ago. “What were we talking about?” Shinji wondered. The oncoming storm drove all thought out of his head. “Doesn’t she realize what was about to happen?” Sure, she was a Fem-Futa too, but she was actually a couple of inches shorter than Shinji, maybe 15 or 20 lbs lighter. “How could she be so calm?”
Up until the last couple of generations, Futas were otherwise unidentifiable compared to Norms. Well except for one or two little details which loose clothing and a ‘mind-you-own-business’ attitude was usually enough to get by with. They were also an incredibly oppressed minority. Millions were born and destroyed at birth in every country in the world.
Recently Futas went from genocide to social adoration, seemingly at the same time that a significant subset began to grow… and become smarter. More beautiful. More sexually appealing. More deadly. Quicker to anger and violence. It was all part of the Futa mystique… well, for the giant Fem-Futa. Futa-Males and more Norm sized Fem-Futa, they just got along with their lives, best they could.
Shinji remembered back to last year. He was living with just Misato and Rei. Asuka was a recent arrival and it was clear she considered him a useless Norm, though he was the only Eva Pilot to actually kill two Angels by himself. They had had an argument. Well, she had done most of the arguing. They had faced an Angel, Asuka seemed to forget that inside an Eva all three of them had the same strength, just different skills. Rei was a better close-in fighter, a brawler. Asuka was faster on her feet, grabbing whatever weapons came to hand. A berserker. Shinji was better at tactics and weapons, he took lead. He watched for opening, analyzed weaknesses. He thought about combat. Asuka just fought.
They had defeated the Angel, but it became an ugly fight. A lot of unnecessary damage to the city, civilians and the Eva’s themselves. Shinji took the lead, choosing the Pallet 8 for a frontal assault. Asuka had chosen her pistols which Shinji judged would be ineffective except behind the Angel where it’s armor & AT field seemed weakest. Rei’s Dual Axe seemed a good idea on the left side when it’s head turned. He signaled to the others. Rei began to move, then Asuka tried to shove Shinji out of the way, to show the ‘little Norm’ how it was done.
Ever shove an Eva? Eva’s don’t get shoved aside! Asuka’s Eva rebounded and shot Rei’s Eva three time, destroying its umbilical cable. Instead of falling back and regrouping, Asuka charged with just her pistols which were useless.
After the battle she blamed him. Shinji stood up to her. Figuratively. He was 5ft 5in. The tallest Fem-Futas of this generation were around 7ft 5in. Asuka was just a hair under 7ft. She was 14 years old and a growing girl and might still top the record.
Misato broke up the argument and had a criticism for each of them. Rei was pretty much blameless but took what Misato told her with her usual good grace. She lit into Asuka about her lack of team work which further incensed her. Then Misato began to tear Shinji a new one for his total lack of leadership skills. Shinji took it. Misato went on. And on. And on.
“Was she watching a different battle?” he wondered. He usually took criticism well, if it was justified. But this went too far. It was said (where Fem-Futas couldn’t hear) that the giants only looked out for their own kind. They tore down and tore apart Norms who tried to compete with them. Norms shouldn’t really try to compete anyway.
Shinji shook his head and walked away. Asuka smirked, called him an “idiot”. He mumbled, calling her a “rookie”. She turned a bright shade of red and lashed out with the back of her hand and broke his jaw. Rei jumped in, grabbed the nearly unconscious Shinji, tucked him in her arms and sprinted to the Medical Bay. Misato threw Asuka against the wall and asked if she was crazy. Asuka started to cry and said “If he wants to be a hot-shot pilot, he needs to toughen up… or learn to duck.” She then began to complain about having to associate with such fragile Norms. “If you weren’t jumping his bones, you’d see I was right!”
They say the slap Misato delivered brought NERV security officers in looking for a gun that had discharged.
Shinji was out of the hospital 3 days later. No one told him, but during that time he had acquired a new roommate. Neither one of them was pleased.
There was a postscript to the story.
One of the guys in school, Shinji didn’t even know him, began trash talking. A rumor had gone around that the new Fem-Futa had broken his jaw. The idiot said she must have been fucking him in the mouth and blew her load too hard.
I know, stupid.
Asuka heard about it. She was angry. She was angry because of what he said about her “little Shinji”. Somehow in just a few days he had gone from a useless Norm, to her “little Shinji”.
She went after the guy. I mean she tried to. Rei was there. Have you ever heard the story about “the irresistible force meeting the immovable object?” It’s a paradox. There has never been an answer before. There is one now. Immovable object, winner. Rei grabbed Asuka who must have been running at 30 mph, wrapped her muscular arms around her, planted her tree like legs and held the red head in place. Futa school uniforms had to be custom made and reinforced, Rei’s used three times as much material because of her sheer girth. You could hear the seams tear and buttons pop as she flexed her muscles. Linoleum rippled and tore. Rei didn’t budge an inch in spite of the blows the crazed red head delivered. Asuka scratched and bit the albino. That day they both earned their nicknames. “The Beast” and “The Vulture”. One was said with respect, awe. One was only whispered.
The results of that fight earned Asuka a 3-month session with the Futa Adjustment Bureau. Her first of the year.
The trash talking idiot was never seen again. One rumor has him transferring to a school in Wakkanai, which is as far away as you can get from Tokyo 3 and still be technically be in Japan. There were other rumors. Uglier ones.
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