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Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 3 Prologue
🕑 Added 2021-11-15 01:05:05 +0000 UTCI groaned, and my eyes slowly opened as my alarm blared, notifying me that it was time to be awake. I was not too fond of that alarm, and I slowly got up, feeling the absence of nobody around me. I paused briefly with that thought, and I couldn't help but wryly smile as I reached for the alarm shutting it off. My thoughts felt sluggish, and I slowly got up, feeling the familiar room around me.
As I looked at my phone, I noticed that I had texts that I hadn't seen the night before. I ignored them as I got up to move toward my Iron, and I started to stretch my arms before I began to pump some iron. The familiar movement and strain made my groggy mind happy as I bench pressed a light two hundred pounds. After finishing three sets and starting to feel the strain in my arms, I put up the bell and smiled. I then followed up with two-hundred-pound squats with three sets.
At this point, I was dripping with sweat, and I couldn't help but smile at the great way to start the day. I put down the weights and made my way over to the shower. I began to wash myself off thoroughly, thinking about how life for me was as I finished washing my hair. I stepped out and slightly cursed as I forgot to replace my towel. I went out and grabbed a fresh one and dried myself off, slowly taking more time on my hair before hanging it up on the peg.
I stopped to brush my teeth and looked at myself in the mirror. I saw a confident blonde woman with wet hair down to the middle of her back. Although I wasn't meticulous about my hair, it looked healthy with a shine to it, and it was naturally straight. I smiled and saw my F cup breasts on without a stretch mark in sight. I almost laughed at my last thought as I only turned eighteen back over the summer. It was a sobering thought as I continued to look in the mirror seeing the seven-inch flaccid cock in my vision. Under that flaccid cock were two large testicles that did not look in place on my nice body.
I smiled, though, as I loved my body. It was my temple that I worked on and kept clean for myself. It was something that I needed to keep up; otherwise, it would fall apart. I loved my body, and I knew that I looked good, and I was proud of the nice six-pack abs on display. It was all the muscle that showed on my body, much to my dismay, and I turned away from looking at myself and began to brush my teeth. I was already running a little behind on what would be my first appointment today.
As I remember that Monday, which would be two full weeks ago today, I remembered that anger, and it bubbled up to the surface. It felt almost bile in my mouth that I wanted to spit out with the bad taste thinking of Jake on that day brought up. I pushed the memory down, and I turned to gather my now dry laundry and set about getting ready and dressed for school and double-checking the packing I did last night for the school.
With the check complete, though, I only had one thing remaining, and I got upstairs in my gym outfit to start cooking breakfast and lunch. Upstairs I opened the Fridge and saw a packed lunchbox with a note on the top.
Dear Angela,
Your father and I are starting to wonder if you sleep here at all. We all need to talk at some point shortly. Here is a packed lunch for school tomorrow since I was up late last night.
Have a Great day
Mom
I looked at it and didn't know if I should frown or smile. That talking bit didn't seem like something I wanted to deal with. I put that thought aside and started to make a large breakfast for myself, thinking about the day coming up. I couldn't help but smile at some of my plans. I couldn't wait to see Jake's reaction to what I had planned for him this morning. I could feel the smile on my face, and I wondered what my girlfriend Crystal would think of my smile if she saw it.
I didn't need to see her reaction to know her most likely reaction if she saw what I had planned. Thinking about that continued to make me smile as I pulled out my phone while cooking. I saw a Text in the Group chat with two video files linked in it. Both had a text above them, and I couldn't help but read them.
Debbie: Oh, Fuck, you are huge, and I couldn't stop myself from showing how much of a Naughty girl I can be.
The video link remained, and the temptation to watch the video was strong in me. I wanted to do so, So badly. The temptation was intense, but I didn't as I looked at the second text and smiled.
Grace: Oh, God, You are a Naughty little girl. I need to show you how... Accommodating I can be for you.
The text made me even more tempted to watch the video file linked under it. I didn't want to run to school with a hard-on, though. I sighed and resisted the temptation by turning back to my cooking, and I almost felt like my old phone was mocking me while I finished up.
Soon though, my work was rewarded with a large breakfast that I ate into quickly, devouring the needed calories my body required. I ate a lot, and it took a little bit of time before I was finished. When I was done, I cleaned up after myself, Before I moved back down into the basement and strapped on the weights to my body.
I smiled as I finished placing the two twenty-pound weights to each limb and picked up my backpack. My backpack had another fifty-pound weight with all my textbooks and other fun things inside. I smirked, and I double-checked and nodded as I found plenty of condoms in my backpack. I finished up and headed out, going up the stairs to the front door. I put on my running shoes and smiled, opening the door.
I stepped out, and the cool morning air hit my skin and I stretched my legs, smiling a little before I locked the door behind me. I started to jog down the sidewalk before slowly bringing myself up to a sprint. A smile broke out on my face as I exerted myself running through the dark streets as I knew that soon the sky would be lit with the sun as I reached my destination.
I felt the anticipation of the day to come as each step brought me closer to school, and I couldn't help but feel almost giddy with excitement.
I wonder what the sissy bitch will do?
Comments
Grangel
I do question the wording of one sentence..."I didn't need to see her see it to know her most likely reaction if she saw it. "... this is almost a tongue twister and the use of see...see...saw makes the sentence very hard to read... there must be a better way to write what you want to convey here...
Grangel
Seems good for a Prologue, so much to do... so many story lines still to follow... Keep up the good work...
Madjic
I start the Weeks on Monday since that is where the first book started. I end the books on Sundays leaving the weekends for last.
Mr.Tiemos
Ah, quick question: is this chapter set on Sunday or Monday (in story)? By this line, “As I remember that Monday, which would be three weeks ago tomorrow-“, it would seem to be Sunday, but at the end she is running to the school with her school gear (backpack, textbooks, ‘equipment’ for Jake). Otherwise, thank you for the chapter!
Madjic
A little earlier than I was expecting to bring it out. But here it is. Let me know what you think since I feel it is a little short. Enjoy nonetheless!
