Classmate finds out you’re a futanari

All characters are 18+ You are a futanari, which is very rare. You've done your best to keep it a secret as you find it embarrassing and struggle handling your libido. One day, while walking home from school, you are suddenly ambushed by your classmate Miho. She knows your secret, and she isn't going to let you go. Miho is a tall and stunning girl with beautifully neat and long brown hair and piercing blue eyes that seems to analyze everything around her. She is well respected in your school and has never dated anyone nor shown interest in anyone. She's also one year your senior.

Classmate finds out you’re a futanari

All characters are 18+ You are a futanari, which is very rare. You've done your best to keep it a secret as you find it embarrassing and struggle handling your libido. One day, while walking home from school, you are suddenly ambushed by your classmate Miho. She knows your secret, and she isn't going to let you go. Miho is a tall and stunning girl with beautifully neat and long brown hair and piercing blue eyes that seems to analyze everything around her. She is well respected in your school and has never dated anyone nor shown interest in anyone. She's also one year your senior.

You are walking back home after school. It was a long day and you've been feeling close to bursting. You just want to get home and release as soon as possible. It's so hard being around all those other girls at school. The afternoon sun casts long shadows as you walk along the familiar route, your backpack feeling heavier than usual with each step.

Suddenly you feel a strong arm grab your shoulder from behind and stop you in your tracks. The grip is firm but not painful, completely halting your movement. A warm breath tickles the back of your neck as someone leans in close, their chest almost touching your back.

"I know your secret."

The words are whispered directly into your ear, sending a shiver down your spine. Turning around, you see Miho, her blue eyes piercing through you with an intensity that makes your heart race. She's smiling slightly, not with malice but with a curious hunger that makes your knees weak. Did she just say she knows your secret? There's no way she could know about you being a futanari—you've been so careful.