Life of a Dominant F*tanari Week 4 Chapter 145/31: Gym Bro’s

I woke up silently with my eyes fluttering open with a weight on my chest and a slight bit of hair fluttering against my nose as I breathed in. I looked down to see Crystal laying in my cleavage with arms wrapped around me. I smiled and felt happy looking at her before the fury of remembering what she told me hit me like a truck.

It made me think of my family and the lack of attention I had been giving it. I needed to do things today, and I wanted to work out to blow off some steam. I couldn't go to Crystal's Gym today since she was in no position to go.

Not after what I had done to her last night.

Crystal would need to take it easy, and I reached up and stroked her hair softly as she drooled a little on my cheeks as she slept. I watched her silently while my brain thought about things. I would talk to Crystal, but I knew I shouldn't spend the day with her. I wanted to take care of her a little, but I also needed to talk to my mom and dad.

Elana may be a problem in the coming days, but I wasn't sure of that either. It may or may not be true that she would be a problem, but I wouldn't know that until I talked to her and communicated with her. It was something that I had to do that I hadn't done yet. I knew that all of this probably wasn't Elana's fault. I didn't know even when she learned of my mother and I. My mind was a mess when it came to this issue, and I needed to know it eventually. It was better to do it today and talk to my mom than to make it wait for another week. I would go to the gym and then bite the bullet.

I took a deep breath making Crystal open, and her eyes flutter. She looked up at me, her eyes sleepy, and pressed her head more into my breast. "Sleepy and sore," She mumbled, and I smiled at how cute she looked at this moment. Here I was, just letting my head run rampant, and she just wanted to roll over and sleep more. I was awake now, and I hated to sit around.

"Hey," I said, "I will make us some breakfast," I told her as I slowly began to move her off my breasts.

"I want to sleep more," Crystal complained a bit as I finished moving her off me with a groan.

"Then sleep a little more, Minx," I told her and finished laying her down in the bed and petting her head a little. "I will wake you with breakfast soon," I said as I got up and headed to the bathroom. I started to go through a morning routine and finished it quickly. I found some workout clothes downstairs that Crystal washed and decked out in black again with a sports bra and decided this was what I was going to wear for the day. I headed to the kitchen and began to cook.

It didn't take long, and soon, the smell filled the kitchen. I plated the food and headed back upstairs. Crystal groaned multiple times, but I still woke her, and after she put on some underwear, she came downstairs. I looked at her in the light of day and noticed some vague bruising, but it was mostly swollen parts of her body. It was a sign of my abuse from the night before as we both enjoyed each other, and I felt my cock throb a little as I saw it.

We ate in silence to start before Crystal started to wake up and look at me. "What are your plans for today?" She asked, her mind starting to engage.

"I am going to go to the gym," I told her to start, "I want to go visit my Dojo master and get some reps in. Need to keep up the workout, to be honest," I told her, "Then I plan on heading home and confronting things head-on. Don't need to make my mother any more pissed off at me," I finished, and Crystal pouted.

"Not spending the day with me?" Crystal asked, looking mournful, and I felt guilty.

"I wish I could," I replied truthfully, "I would have even taken you on a date if I could," I continued, "But," I sighed, "I need to face my family. I have been staying here for a week now, and if I don't do something back home, I make it harder. Each day that goes by it is harder, and I am not going to lie." I said, looking down at my food. "Things are bad at home. I would rather be here any day of the week and be inside of you," I told her with a coy smile. "But, again, I need to confront this situation before it gets worse. Then hopefully, I can come back tonight or tomorrow, and we can have a date night if you have recovered and enjoy our time together. Sound good?" I asked.

Crystal still pouted, "Yeah, it does sound good," Her voice trailed off. "I still want you here today," She pouted, "I like it when you are with me and cuddling me after we have fun, especially when it hurts this much. Makes me feel really good when you do."

I almost melted at that, and I felt my expression changing so much. My heart melted at that confession, and I wanted to do exactly that. "I'm sorry," I told her though, "I need to talk to my family. How about I try my best to come back as early as I can, and we can spend some time on the couch watching whatever you want, cuddling for the night."

Crystal nodded, "That sounds really good," Crystal admitted with a smile on her face, and I could feel how vulnerable she felt. I could even see it in her expression with how obvious it was. I didn't hold that against her either as I looked at her. I had just treated her like an object for at least five hours while we played together last night. No more like I played with her while she took my lust wholesale.

I didn't feel bad for doing it to her. I could tell at the time what I did to her made her feel better and even now, it was that she wanted me around. There would be no intercourse today as she recovered from yesterday. It was just that I had treated her like an object, and now was the time to treat her like a girlfriend, but I still needed to do things.

"I will carry you back up to the bed and tuck you in, and hopefully, it will not be too long after you wake up that I will be back." I shrugged, looking at her, "I just really feel the need to deal with this," I told her honestly. I also hated using a day just to sit around when I had so many things to do. I did want to stay with her when she pouted like that, and her nod in confirmation made it worse.

"Okay, I hope you make it back soon," Crystal pouted.

"I will do my best," I told her.

Quickly we ate, and Crystal looked really sleepy as we ate. She finished a little after me despite my extra food. I quickly took our plates when I finished, rinsed them before I carried her upstairs, kissed her forehead, and tucked her into bed, where Crystal quickly dozed off.

I frowned and pet her one more time and whispered, "I will be back soon, Minx. Sleep well."

With that, I departed after grabbing my weights from around the house and grabbed my keys from my bag. I wanted to come back on Sunday, and I would decide then where I would sleep for School next week. I quickly headed out after putting on my shoes and began running to my gym.

The gym I had gone to normally for years was not in the best part of town, so I had a bit of distance to run. I ran past where my house was and quickly through the park, and soon I was in the lower end of the town, which wasn't that low, but the buildings in the business area of it were lower rent, I heard from my Dojo master. I quickly got there with my usual route, albeit with a slight detour, because I wasn't running from my house. I quickly opened up the door, and I heard the sounds of grunts, but there weren't many guys there right now.

I walked in and suddenly heard an exclamation, "ANGELA! Guys, Angela is here!" I heard a manly shout with genuine happiness.

I smiled as I her Trevor coming over and grinned at him. "Trevor!" I exclaimed back and saw him with a black eye. "Did Sensei give you another black eye?" I asked with a grin.

"Yup, Got a little too, Uppity, He said," Trevor replied, and I laughed. "The best way to learn is through a couple of bruises and black eyes." We both said together, and we both laughed some more. "Is Sensei in?" I asked.

"Not yet," Trevor replied, "He has been missing you, though. He didn't know where his student suddenly went and was annoyed. Been taking it out on us since you haven't been here." Trevor finished with a chuckle.

"You all can take it. I can use a bit of weight training too. It hasn't been like I have been slacking off either," I told him, and Trevor looked me up and down.

"New chest weights other than those massive breasts of yours?" Trevor asked as I saw another friend coming up.

"Angela! Your back!" He exclaimed.

"Donny!" I exclaimed, and we fist-bumped. "Been busy!" I told him, before turning back to Trevor, "Yeah, Got it from my coach at School. Joined the Volleyball team."

Trevor and Donny both smiled brightly, "Holy shit, You finally joined a sports team. They allow Futanaris on them?" Donny asked.

"My coach doesn't have a problem with it. Apparently, I fall in line with Transexuals on that. Although my Birth certificate says, I am a woman and live like a woman." I replied with a shrug, "let's stop talking about this at the front, and one of you spot me on the bench press," I said.

"Ha!" Both replied, "Like I am going to miss the catch-up with you!" Donny and Trevor said.

We walked deeper into the gym, and I started to lift with them and talk about nothing, in general, to start with till Donny asked, "So what have you been so busy with?"

"Got a Girlfriend," I told him with a grin, "Plus some family shit, and I lost a bunch of time to do things," I said, and Donny and Trevor looked at me with an incredulous gazes.

I continued to press the weights until I reached my max, putting them up and sitting up. Both their mouths were open, looking at me. "What?" I asked.

"You have a girlfriend, and that wasn't the first thing you told us?!" Trevor exclaimed. "that is Huge news!" He continued.

"What do you mean by that?!" I asked, my tone turning serious.

"Oh, Angela," Donny cut in, "You know what we mean. You are not the most Social person we know in general. When we first met you, you would only respond with one word. It took us both a while before you talked your mind. Sensei helped with that too." Donny said, and I snarled.

"I have never been shy. Just didn't trust anyone not to try and bully me for anything I said." I told them, and both nodded in confirmation.

"We both know that," Trevor replied, "Just surprised that you suddenly have a girlfriend. When are you bringing her around to meet us?" He asked.

"Yeah, We want to meet the smart woman who can take a package you pack down there." Donny jumped in, and I smiled.

"I will bring her around later to meet Sensei at some point," I told them, then pointed at the weights, "I'm doing another set," I told them.

Soon we were talking about Crystal, and I told her a bit about her and her looks. They were very interested in how we met, and I told them a little. Although I wouldn't call Trevor and Donny friends, they were about the closest friends I had in life. They never came back to my house or me to theirs or hung out after a workout anywhere. Other than at the Dojo with an attached gym, we never met up.

I went to a couple of other machines and lifted each, starting to take turns as I waited for Sensei to come back. I didn't have to wait too long as we talked around the free weights when I heard. "Angela Brown," My Sensei's old voice shouted, "Where have you been?" he asked, and I smiled, turning to him.

"Been dealing with some Shit, Sensei," I said with a smile seeing his eyebrow twitch as I cussed in front of him.

"Still acting meek in school?" he asked, his tone more caring.

I shook my head with a grin, "Stopped that, and life has been getting better," I told him honestly, "Got a job too. Making some nice money on the side. All part-time, too," I told him with a smile and saw his eyebrow twitch again in that telltale sign that he was annoyed.

"Working a part-time job while having School and cussing in front of me. It seems that I need to speak to you more clearly inside the ring for a spar," Sensei said, now reaching the max of my petulance, and I grinned.

"I was hoping to hear that, Sensei," I told him, and we went to grab gloves and protective gear.

My Sensei was an older man in his sixties, but that didn't slow him down in the least. He was Five foot five inches and could kick your ass if you thought height would help you. Sure, if you were at his level, it would help but not when you were lower level than him. I looked over his aging face and smiled as he was from China. He moved to the states back in the nineteen eighties; he learned multiple martial arts like Judo and Aikido, but his favorite was Brazilian Maui Thai. He was still strong and with plenty of experience. I had no idea how far he made it in the past since he didn't keep his trophies out, but I expected that he fought underground with some of the people that all of us see around sometimes.

The scar on his face looked like brass knuckles cut into his face and never healed properly. He had been through some shit, and I loved sparring with him. I knew he treated me lighter than Trevor Donny and the others. Sensei didn't want me walking away with a black eye at all. Still, didn't stop him on occasion if I was trying to take advantage of that in a spar.

Moments later, though, while still in my thoughts, I got up into the ring with him, and soon I was jabbing my gloved fist at him. It was a friendly spar, but I defended myself when his fist suddenly came at my face. We moved around, and I showed him where I was after not practicing for the last four weeks. It looked like I needed to work on some things, as I soon found myself with a couple of bruises on my torso.

I went only a couple of rounds before we both took off our gear, and I started to get an earful from my Sensei about not showing up and how rusty I got. "Sorry, Sensei," I told him again, "I was busy with school, and I got myself a girlfriend," I told him, and Sensei froze.

"Why haven't I met your girlfriend yet," Sensei asked, his voice turning serious, "How dare you to show up without showing her to me so I can approve or not!" He demanded, and I was startled.

"I didn't think it mattered that much, Sensei," I told him and realized my mistake as his face turned red, and I stumbled for a second, "She wasn't feeling too well either, so she is at home sleeping and recovering. I was going to stay and help her out," I began when I saw my Sensei getting even madder, "But I have something at home to deal with that I cannot say right now." I said, motioning to the other guys, and Sensei finally started to calm down.

"I cannot believe you would leave your girlfriend at home and come to the gym. Get out of here and do not come back without your girlfriend in tow to meet your Sensei," Sensei said and turned to Trevor and Donny, holding back laughter, "Can you believe it either?" He asked, and both shook their heads, expressions turning to that of brothers morning their sister.

"We told her the same thing Sensei," Trevor added. "We feel almost betrayed," He finished while shaking his head.

"Want your other eye to match Trevor?" I asked, lifting a gloved fist. "I can't take Sensei, but I can make sure that you have two black eyes instead of one and a nice bruise on your kidney as well to go along with it."

"Even threatening us, Sensei," Donny cut in, and I scoffed and turned around.

"I know when to retreat," I said, "I didn't even finish my workout before I was harassed out," I complained loudly, "I will be back when my girlfriend is feeling better," I told them with a grin before I left.

I shouldn't stay at the gym too long anyways. I just wanted to show my face to Sensei and have a light spar. A couple of bruises on my torso were just a constellation for pissing off my Sensei. Still, I couldn't believe I had let him past my guard so easily. I was getting rusty, and I didn't like it. I promised myself to at least show up once every other week or something as time allowed me to.

Seeing Sensei made me feel better as he helped me figure myself out a lot. When I first met him, I had a lot of hate, and he helped me cool down. Learning martial art taught me a lot, and I learned how to defend myself better while pummeling a couple of sandbags from time to time. With Jake in my life during my earlier years, it did a lot for me. I couldn't take it anymore this year, though. I had promised myself and in front of Sensei that I wouldn't act meek anymore and show everyone that I wasn't someone who could be bullied.

I know I have done that job so far, and I could see that he noticed that. I smiled and began to run home, only for that smile to disappear. I didn't want to face what was at home, and I felt myself hoping that no one would be there when I got home.

I shook my head and began to run even more. I let myself fall into my routine of running and smiled as I felt the wind on my skin. The cool autumn breeze licking at the sweat accumulated on my skin made me smile, and I made it home much too fast for my liking. I quickly fished out my keys and unlocked the door.

Taking a moment for a breath, I stepped inside my home.

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