Chapter #3Waking up to a new world. by: Mr. George   Robin woke to a new world. He didn't want to leave the comfort of his bed. The warmth of his duvet, and the reassuring purr of Jess, his cat curled up on the pillow beside him. It had been a long week at work, and he'd earned some peace and quiet. Hell! Even his phone was switched off. With the deal he'd closed last night, Friday night, he knew the welcome he'd get on Monday morning.
A smile flickered over his lips, the corners quirking up as he recalled his luck last night. The gorgeous raven-maned beauty he'd found in the bar the last night. Her boundless enthusiasm, her seemingly endless stamina, and oh boy, those magnificent rippling, rolling breasts.
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He had a vague recollection of disturbed sleep, probably Sashra, Sandy, Siobhán? leaving. Just to be sure, he lay there, just focusing on his breathing, the slow steady rhythm, listening for sounds of activity elsewhere in the flat.
No sounds from the bathroom; no showers running, no feet slapping on the cold floor.
No sounds from the kitchen; no microwave turning, no kettle boiling.
But, as wakefulness drew nearer, there were other factors that were starting to intrude, that were starting to demand attention.
Robin's breathing felt ... off. Heavier, harder, as if he'd strained a muscle in last night's activities. A little stretch, a long, warm shower, and a hearty breakfast. Yeah, that felt like the right course of action. The first thing to try. Slipping out from quilt, and careful not to disturb Jess. Robin slipped from his warm cocoon.
The shriek that followed was high, shrill and abundantly feminine. As Robin took in her... abundantly feminine body. Jess lifted a sleepy head, and with a contemptuous look glanced up and down Robin's new body. She was more offended by the loud noise so early in the morning.
"Damned F-Virus." Robin snarled, to..him...herself.
Slipping on a dressing gown, it felt good to be covered up. Though, as she tightened the towelling belt, it did make her very aware of quite how busty her body was. Unbidden, her hands ran over the unfamiliar curves, her tucked in waist, and the expanse of her ass.
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Groaning to herself, "Five minutes a woman, and already worried about the size of my ass." she muttered. Though, she did admire the purring, sultry voice that she now possessed.
With a soft groan, she felt how much more mobile and alive her body felt, even with the simple activity of walking to the kitchen. Everything... Everything shimmied, and shook. Her hips felt more mobile, she thought her arse rippled with each planted footstep, and her bust danced like ... like the full bust it was.
"Fuck this." he snarled, her purring tones now taking a sharper edge, "I need coffee. Today, I definitely need it."   indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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