Life of a Dominant F*tanari Week Five Prologue

Sleep is important and is something you should spend a third of your life doing. Unfortunately for me, it wasn't something I had reached that amount of as the alarm rang in my ears. I groaned and slowly opened my eyes while feeling tired. I rubbed them and looked down to see the dirty blonde or brown hair of my girlfriend as she snuggled into my F-cup breasts. She laid herself firmly in the center of my cleavage, and I felt her drooling a little in my breasts. I moaned as her hand trailed up my breast in her sleep, pressing against my nipple and spreading some of that drool.

Fondness grew in me looking down at her like that when I felt a second pair of foreign hands on me cuddle up to my arm. I turned, and for a moment, I looked at a cute-looking girl that I didn't recognize. Then I softened, and memories of the night before came flooding in. That soft, cute face looked up at me, her eyes looking into mine. "Is it morning now?" She asked.

My mind slowly woke up, and I smiled down, remembering now that this cute girl was not a girl. She was the new Sissy boy named Kyle. Much to my surprise, I caught him looking at me one time when I was about to have some fun times with Sarah, my Strawberry I lovingly nicknamed her. This cute little Sissy that I just started to cage, had denied so much that she was a girl. Now in my hands, he would become the girl he denied he was. It was going to be a slow process, but as I smiled, looking at him in the darkness, he smiled back. "I need to get up, but you can sleep a little more if you want," I told him, "Only about thirty minutes, though," I finished.

Kyle nodded, and I reached and slowly took his hand off my arm as he moved to snuggle in again. "I got to get up," I told him, and I saw him pout. He was a little spoiled for just losing his virginity to my cock last night. Cute nonetheless, and it made me smile. I turned my head to the bigger problem as Kyle backed off, allowing me to get up. On the other hand, Crystal was firmly in my breasts, sleeping soundly again.

Slowly with the practice I was starting to learn the last couple of weeks, I coaxed Crystal's sleeping frame off my breasts with a combination of moving onto my side and carrying her till I could finally get up. I yawned and got out of bed, moving slowly before I got off the bed and walked to the ensuite. I slowly brushed my teeth, half asleep, and turned on the shower. I would only rinse off the sleepiness for now and the drool before I would get ready.

Looking at myself in the Mirror, my reflection looked back at me with a toothbrush in my sharp excessive face. My long blonde hair naturally went straight down to my ass. It was almost like I took a straightener to it every morning with how it looked naturally. I grabbed a hair tie today and put it up in a ponytail to change things up a little as I spat out the toothpaste and quickly walked over to the shower. I yawned again and turned to see Kyle looking at me naked, making me smile.

He turned around and laid back down, but I noticed that he was slightly in the fetal position. I couldn't help but smile, thinking he was learning what being caged meant. I got in the shower a couple of minutes later and yawned again. I sighed a moment later and let the water fall down my breasts and abs. I softly stroked the only visible muscles on my body. I hated how much fat was on my body, even though I knew it made me look softer and more attractive to the general public. I looked down at my flaccid cock and large testicles just under it. I was huge and a Futanari with a large cock and overly sensitive pussy that was fully functioning.

Periods were a pain in the ass, and this week I would be out of my safe week and become Fertile soon. Not that I would let anyone get inside of my pussy. My mind went to the last man that tried to stick his dick in my pussy, and I remembered four weeks ago when Jake attacked me. He attempted to rape me inside the teacher's locker room. To my surprise, when he attacked, I let him push me a little, and when my anger and fury rose, I fought him off and reversed the situation against his expectations.

Instead, I pushed him down to the floor and did something I didn't regret at the moment, but I wouldn't do it again if I could go back in time. Instead, I would just leave and report him to the police. I sighed, but I swore my revenge. I no longer wanted to deal with that sissy bitch anymore that I had been training for the last four weeks. Hopefully, a black guy Samantha connected me with later tonight will take him off, train Jake, and ruin his life for me.

I didn't need to do it myself. I just needed to know that he wouldn't get the life he currently planned. My smile turned dark, and I shook my head and put my face under the shower head. The water hit my face while I closed my eyes and mouth, letting it slightly clean my face. I took a step back and a deep breath, hopefully letting resentment out at the same time, and I took a deeper breath. These last four weeks have been both long and short since that day, but the anger hasn't calmed in the least.

Hatred and resentment towards him were still strong, and I wouldn't let go of my grudge.

For now, I shook my head, and my mind turned to School, sports, and work, "I have volleyball practice today and meeting Daniel. Tuesday, I have work," I started to mumble to myself, "Then Wednesday, I need to play with Little Star," I yawned, looked up into the water, and sighed. "I need to head home for one of these days. Maybe tonight I can sleep at home?" I asked myself.

Sighing, I realized I couldn't let my mom be home by herself all the time with my mom and Step-sister. My anger flared thinking about things at him, but I shook my head and turned off the water. Thinking in the shower wasn't helping, and I was getting mad.

I stepped out of the shower with a frown feeling worse than when I stepped in, thinking about how my life was. Last week I went home only to receive the equivalent of a slap across the face from my father. It was like he wanted to cater to his new daughter over me, who had been living with her for the past eighteen years. Was it because I didn't stick to him like glue? Was it because I resented the fact that he never fought for me those years ago when they kicked me out of the sports teams?

I didn't know, but I felt pushed out while still being his daughter. The problem for him was that I now made more money than him working for the rich as a Mistress in the equivalent of a BDSM club. I stepped on the insanely wealthy looking for a kick or sexual experience and enjoyed doing it. However, my last clients, a pair of Twins named September and June, were another matter.

Sighing, I stepped over to the closet and opened it up, finding the clothes that Crystal had cleaned for me. I couldn't help but smile as I turned to look in the bed, taking out a hanger with a blue sports bra and spats. I noticed that Kyle had fallen back to sleep with both hands on his crotch. I couldn't help but smirk as the training on him started without him even realizing it.

Or did he understand more than I thought?

Shaking my head, I started to dress instead of thinking of putting on a workout outfit that snuggly held my breasts. It seemed that this sports bra was starting to feel tight against my breasts, and I sighed. Seemed that I would need to order a couple of new sets of training clothing if that was the case. Despite how much I worked out, I couldn't help but wonder why the fat in my breasts wouldn't reduce. I loved working out for the last half of my life almost. My room was filled with workout equipment, and I could run a marathon in my current condition. I made sure that I was strong and could defeat my opponents, and my Sensei helped me control my anger when I was younger.

My thoughts this morning were running astray as I was tired, and I thought as I finished putting on some socks that it was time for breakfast. Maybe a hearty meal to fill my stomach would get me out of this mood, and I headed downstairs with a last look over the two people in Crystal's bed. I felt a soft smile looking at Crystal and thinking about my girlfriend. She was a wonderful Voyeur with many more fetishes that I still had yet to discover.

My eyes wandered to the little Sissy I picked up just a few days ago, and my smile turned sinister and sadistic. I look forward to training him in the future.

For now, I turned and left the room, heading towards the Kitchen. My stomach grumbled in approval.

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