Important note: if you have read the first part of this trilogy, you know what to expect. If you haven't read the first part, know that this is a very crazy story! Futanari stories are not for everyone! In it, you'll find something akin to transsexual transformation, deepthroating, anal and magic.
Edited by: Pope1944. Thanks!
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Leonard watched the pretty brunette walk by him and frowned when she didn't even notice his "Hello!" It was strange as Kara was usually very friendly. Yet Leonard didn't think she had snubbed him on purpose. Kara had just walked out of her professor's office. Leonard, a student himself, knew that one could be shaken after a meeting with a professor. For example after receiving a bad grade or disciplinary action. But Kara was a very good student and she hadn't looked shaken at all.
Instead, Kara had seen deeply lost in her own thoughts. It was as if Kara had been bewitched or glamoured. He hmmed and thought that it only reinforced his suspicions. What had her professor told her? After all, Miss Lilian wasn't an ordinary professor. He didn't mean it in the sense that she was very talented, which she was, nor even in the sense that she was spectacularly gorgeous and sexy. Which she definitely was. "Oh no," thought Leonard. "There's something positively weird about her, and one day I'm going to find out what it is!"
In fact, Leonard has been stalking—. But no, stalking wasn't the right word. Leonard has been studying Miss Lilian for a while now. Last year, after taking the same occult anthropology class Kara was finishing now, Leonard had become obsessed. Not with the material and not even with Miss Lilian herself because she was so hot. Not exactly.
What had fascinated him the most was the strange and supernatural rumors that surrounded Miss Lilian. And, of course, that famed midnight class. Miss Lilian hadn't, obviously, said anything about there being midnight classes. In fact, the only time she had spoken about it was to answer a student who had bravely asked about it in class. She had laughed and said that while her subject matter was sometimes a little strange, she ran her classes in a very serious manner. Despite the fact that her answer made perfect sense, Leonard had been fascinated nonetheless.
Miss Lilian's class was more than just "a little strange" though. She taught about five other classes in her anthropology department, but this was her signature class. A class she had created herself. She was the only professor who gave that class as she was the only one competent to do it. And strange was the first word that came to mind when one thought about that class.
Among the satanic rituals and creatures, with the monstrously cruel old gods and strewn among the barely comprehensible mythical creatures from other cultures, were a few purely sexual creatures. Leonard had discovered just how creative the Japanese could be when it came to mythical sexual creatures. Both from the ancient past or more recent creations. From squid-like monsters with cocks for tentacle tips to the fetish with eels and snails and larvae, Leonard had been shocked.
Yet, like most other guys in the class, he had been fascinated by the futanari. Futanari were incredibly sexualized creatures that usually looked like hyper-females: they were tall, had long hair, extremely large breasts that defied gravity, impossibly small waists but coupled with wide flaring hips, luscious round thighs that flowed down into long legs. Yeah; hyper-females, but with a twist. Futanari have cocks. Monstrously large cocks that would kill any humans if fully penetrated.
Although the concept of a hyper female with such a big cock in itself was both repugnant yet intoxicating, it had caught Leonard's imagination. But in particular, one specific drawing of a futanari had enthralled him. It was a very modern drawing, quite realistic in style. The futanari was blonde with deep blue skin. Its eyes, lips, nipples, bush and the crown of its cock were lit with an eerie blue-green glow. Leonard had never had any homosexual tendencies or even private fantasies. Yet that creature, with it's enormous cock had stuck in his mind.
Ever since seeing that drawing, he had noticed that Miss Lilian's incredibly voluptuous body was remarkably close to that futanari. Of course, Leonard knew that his professor wasn't hiding a twelve inch cock under her skirt. But as for the rest... Her breasts, although usually hidden under a conservative three piece suit, were impressively large.
But it wasn't because she was chubby. Oh no. Just natural wonders riding high above a small waist and flaring hips. And standing approximately at 5'8" without heels, Miss Lilian was indeed gifted with very long legs. The fact that she had very long blonde hair only added to the resemblance.
Except for the cock, of course. But even though she didn't have a cock, there was still something peculiar about her. She wasn't simply eccentric like most professors were, lost as they could be in their own minds. No. Leonard was sure there was something more to her than just that.
And so, a year after having discovered her, Leonard had done a lot of research. While he couldn't find much on Miss Lilian herself, Leonard had focused on that famed midnight class. He was now convinced that there was something behind those rumors. He wasn't sure about what the midnight class actually was, but he had found a few students who definitely had something to hide on that subject. Try as he might, he had never managed to get more info.
What he did find was the existence of an ancient summer solstice ritual that was supposed to happen somewhere around town. Something to do with Native Americans traditions. Of course, classes were long over when the summer solstice came around, but somehow his research had led him there.
And by now he was convinced that Miss Lilian was right in the middle of it all. His friends thought that he was simply infatuated with her and that his mind was short-circuiting about all those secret classes and rituals. He admitted that he found her extremely attractive, as did all of his friends, but that there was more to it than that. Alone with this fascination, Leonard kept digging.
Because of this fascination, Leonard hadn't been near Miss Lilian's office by accident when he had seen Kara sitting outside her door. He tried to hang around as much as he could, to see if strange people would come in to her office. Of maybe another woman who looked like a futanari. No luck on that front so far. But when he saw Kara looking so dejected, Leonard decided to stay around, curious. Kara was brilliant and Leonard knew that she couldn't be in academic trouble. Something was up! Twenty minutes later he saw her coming out of the office looking positively radiant. Almost brilliant in the literal sense.
