The Milk Farms (Atlas Daylis and Imjessme)
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				Title: <strong>The Milk Farms (Atlas Daylis and Imjessme)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>imjessme</strong> on <strong>15-04-2015, 16:00:21</strong>
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				Humans didn't always have a third gender.&nbsp; I know, I know, that wasn't what you were taught in school.&nbsp; I wasn't either, honestly, and that was quite a while ago.&nbsp; They've been telling children that for a long time, but it's still not true.&nbsp; No, originally, we just had the two; male and female, just like the other animals.&nbsp; The Thirds, they didn't come around until long after man and woman walked the earth.&nbsp; In fact, it was man who created them.&nbsp; Heresy, you say?&nbsp; Perhaps.&nbsp; But still the truth.&nbsp; <br><br>What's that?&nbsp; Oh, yes, I know, you didn't come here for a history lesson.&nbsp; But in order to understand the story you want, you need to know the background; the how and the why.&nbsp; I'll tell you as much as I know, but I'll also keep it short, so we can get to the good parts.<br><br>So like I said, it was man himself who created the Thirds, the Intermales, or Futas or whatever you'd like to call them.&nbsp; The exact details have been lost to time, but the important part is that they were created.&nbsp; In a lab, actually, probably some time in the twenty-first century.&nbsp; Yes, still&nbsp; quite a while ago, but not as far back as they'll lead you to believe.&nbsp; <br><br>They were an accident, you see.&nbsp; An experiment gone wrong.&nbsp; They were trying to create... I don't know, soldiers? supermen?&nbsp; I don't think it matters, but they screwed with things that need to not be screwed with.&nbsp; They were the same then, just as intelligent, as cold and calculating.&nbsp; Physically the same too, with their massive tits and cocks the size of my forearm.&nbsp; The biggest problem was their smarts, though.&nbsp; A group of them took over that lab, started making more, and more.&nbsp; Soon there were thousands.<br><br>The Thirds took over.&nbsp; That part is a little hazy, but it's not really that important.&nbsp; Most think it had to do with that cum of theirs.&nbsp; Women demanded it, craved it.&nbsp; It was like a drug, and humanity was willing to put the Thirds in places of power just to get a taste of that sticky white stuff.&nbsp; And there was plenty of it to go around.&nbsp; Even back then they had started with the idea of the farms.&nbsp; Did you know one single Futa can produce a gallon of cum in a day?&nbsp; A gallon!&nbsp; Soon, every big-dicked girl on the planet was a millionaire, or better.<br><br>That's actually when the social class changes started.&nbsp; You know about them now: Thirds on top, then women, then men.&nbsp; And how the genders of your parents affect it too.&nbsp; A Third who is the child of another Third and a woman is the epitome of rank, wealth and privilege, while a male born of another male and a female is lucky to be cleaning sewers.&nbsp; Everybody else is in the middle somewhere.&nbsp; Things have been like that for a while, and there's no sign of a change.&nbsp; Some think it's better that way anyway.<br><br>So here we are, far enough along from their creation that, I guess, they might as well have been around forever.&nbsp; It doesn't really make a difference anymore.&nbsp; Just be careful, OK?&nbsp; Try not to get yourself into trouble.&nbsp; You've heard the stories about the milking farms, and they're true.&nbsp; Don't piss a Third off, or you'll be sent there for as long as they want you, forced to milk their huge cocks all day to meet your quota.&nbsp; <br><br>Watch yourself, alright?
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Milk Farms (Atlas Daylis and Imjessme)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Atlas Daylis</strong> on <strong>15-04-2015, 16:24:03</strong>
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				Now, it was the 22nd century, and it was very clear where people stood in the world. Though, some people didn't quite know their place. Natora was one of those people. She was a young adult, only turning 21 earlier this year. She was a tomboy, and a prankster, always pulling tricks on unsuspecting guys and women. Natora was a female, born from a female mother and a Third "father". <br><br>She had a slender frame, and looked more like a slightly younger boy than a girl. She was flat chested, had short red hair, and green eyes. She usually wore her father's old military uniform, mainly the teal jacket and hat, along with a white scarf.<br><br>One day, Natora was up to no good. Her target was a buisness woman. She was creative in her pranks, and this one went like this. When the woman walked into the room, she would trip a wire, which would fire a gas airsoft gun at a whipped cream can above the door, causing it to rupture and send whipped cream all over the woman. The plan went along great, and Natora was in the hallway, watching it all unfold with a camera. Except one problem emerged that caused Natora's smile to disappear. The woman had a sizable bulge in her skirt. She was not a woman, but a Third. Natora gulped and turned to run... Only to get hit it the face with an opening door. Then, she was out cold, laying on the floor of the office...
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Milk Farms (Atlas Daylis and Imjessme)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>imjessme</strong> on <strong>15-04-2015, 16:52:05</strong>
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				Her parents had named her Ashley, which was fine enough, she supposed.&nbsp; It wasn't an especially creative name, not even a memorable one, but it was hers, and it suited the purpose.&nbsp; <br><br>"Businesswoman" was a little generous, but not totally inaccurate.&nbsp; Ashley was a manager for a small division of her patents' company, itself a fairly prosperous media corporation that was only growing, thanks to her futa-mother's connections.&nbsp; All Ashley really had to do was stay in line, let the business run itself, really, and wait.&nbsp; Eventually, she would inherit a fortune, and possibly a media empire.<br><br>For now, Ashley enjoyed watching as her subordinates, mostly women, a few nearly-useless men, cowered as she strode to her office.&nbsp; Well, perhaps not exactly cowering, but certainly avoiding eye contact.&nbsp; She found that she preferred it that way, and while their eyes failed to meet hers, they almost all fell onto the swaying, bobbing member which dangled between her legs and poked out below the hem of her skirt.<br><br>Ashley, like most thirds, didn't wear underwear.&nbsp; It was impractical.&nbsp; She also preferred skirts, letting her cock hang freely, the tip reaching most of the way to her knees.&nbsp; Today's choice in clothing allowed the bulbous head and about two more inches to show.<br><br>Her breasts were similarly on display, heaving inside a v-neck sweater specifically designed for a third's massive rack.&nbsp; She was wearing a bra, if only to hold the orbs in place, but it also served to press them together, forming cavernous cleavage.<br><br>She strode to her office, bouncing and jiggling, stepping through the door, only to catch her foot on something.&nbsp; There was just enough time to register confusion, before her blond hair was coated in a sticky white mess.<br><br>The silence from behind her was deafening, as she began to rage internally.&nbsp; Ashley wiped the stuff (what was this? Whipped cream?) from her eyes just as she heard the thud of a body striking wood.<br><br>When Natira finally cane to, it was in a dimly-lit room, devoid of Windows and furniture, except for the single wooden chair into which she had been strapped.
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Milk Farms (Atlas Daylis and Imjessme)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>Atlas Daylis</strong> on <strong>15-04-2015, 17:06:01</strong>
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				Natora never thought her head could hurt more than it was hurting right now. What happened? She opened her eyes slowly, still in a daze, her mind spinning. Trying to get out of the chair, she felt resistance. Slowly, as she regained her thoughts, she struggled more. Then she remembered what happened. She pulled a prank on a Third. Looking around in the dark room, she struggled harder, her legs and arms strapped to the chair, the chair bolted to the floor. She gulped. She just angered a futanari. And she was about to pay the price. 
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				Title: <strong>Re: The Milk Farms (Atlas Daylis and Imjessme)</strong><br>
				Post by: <strong>imjessme</strong> on <strong>15-04-2015, 17:21:08</strong>
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				The tapping of her heeled shoes didn't quite echo in the large room, but did seem to have some kind of reverberating quality to it.&nbsp; Ashley like that; liked the intimidation it often brought.&nbsp; It wasn't often enough, for her tastes, that she got to bring a miscreant to this room, she so she relished every opportunity.<br><br>She was approaching from behind the chair into which the young woman had been placed.&nbsp; She'd had plenty of time to get a good look at her already, acc wasn't terribly impressed: slender frame, no hips or tits to speak of.&nbsp; Pretty enough face though.&nbsp; There was potential, maybe.<br><br>Ashley had seen that the girl was starting to come around, and made her approach.&nbsp; She circled the chair, allowing for a good, long look.<br><br>The third had changed clothes, her body now being hugged by a tight, short black dress that only barely contained her massive breasts and didn't even try to hold in her cock.&nbsp; It swung between her legs, thick and menacing.<br><br>"You really fucked up, little girl," Ashley finally said, her tone dark.&nbsp; "Not only did you fuck with a futa, but a powerful one."&nbsp; A sight sneer crossed her lips then.&nbsp; "I'm going to take you, and then take everything from you."&nbsp; She took a step closer, as her huge cock began to harden.
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				Post by: <strong>Atlas Daylis</strong> on <strong>15-04-2015, 18:48:49</strong>
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				Natora could hear Ashley's heels behind her. When she came to, she blushed a bit as Ashley's very sexy body came into her vision. Those breasts and dick were huge...<br><br>She was still wearing her outfit, and she looked away from Ashley. "I'm sorry. Please, just let me go." She said, pleading a bit. "I-I'm innocent! I did nothing wrong!" She continued, trying to fake her innocence. 
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				Post by: <strong>imjessme</strong> on <strong>17-04-2015, 02:54:56</strong>
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				"Innocent?" Ashley scoffed, standing with her legs apart, her massive organ dangling heavily.&nbsp; "We've looked into you and your... history.&nbsp; You're anything but innocent, Natora.&nbsp; This isn't the first time you've pulled one of these pranks, although you've never been dumb enough, our unlucky enough, to try one on a futa."&nbsp; She took a step closer, lifting the hem of her dress, slowly starting to show her massive cock, inch by inch.<br><br>"It's probably mostly luck."&nbsp; This was another voice, coming from behind Natora but quickly moving around.&nbsp; Ashley was joined by another woman, of about the same height, ava with strikingly similar features.&nbsp; However, she was nude, and her breasts were even larger than Ashley's.&nbsp; <br><br>There was something else as well.&nbsp; Her cock was just as large as Ashley's, except that there was another one, the same size, hiding behind it
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