Chapter #3An Un-average Day in the Life of a Teenage Boy by: ZPB   It had been an pretty average day for Nate.
He got up around the same time as usual, 7:20 AM. Nate stumbled out of the bed half awake, stepped clumsily into the shower. Icy water blasting across him for a moment, until the hot water distribution around the house evened out. His sister was taking a steamy shower down the hall about this time as well. Both had to make it to school on time.
After scrubbing away the natural accumulation of grime and smell, Nate rinsed off, dried off, and began to scrub off any bacteria in his mouth at the sink. His slightly long, blackish-brown hair covering his moderately handsome face. After he spit out the toothpaste foam and rinsed his mouth out, Nate stood up and looked at himself in the mirror. He wasn't a stunner, but he definitely wasn't ugly.
Nate has a slightly round face with some slightly feminine features, such as his long eyelashes, slightly above average size eyes and lips, or his almost dainty and round nose. However, Nate was hard to mistake with a girl. Those girly features were framed with thick, naturally well-shaped eyebrows and a slightly chiseled jaw.
He stands an inch or two under 6 feet tall with a slightly toned body. Nate had decently broad shoulders with the faint definition of muscles all over his torso, with the exception of his flat stomach. No matter how had he exercised, abs always seemed to allude him. His legs and hips were a bit more on the thick, almost curvy, side. This was due to him participating in running sports and inheriting his mother's legs.
After Nate finished in the bathroom, he shuffled back to his room with a towel around his waist. After closing the door, quickly yanking on a pair of boxer briefs, jeans, an old Super Oiram Sisters shirt, then stomping down the stairs towards breakfast, he happily thanked his mother for the pre-prepared meal. Nate was really hungry and had felt a strange gnawing feeling on his stomach the entire morning.
His mother is a 34 year old, single woman who works as a private secretary of the head honcho of a local business. She is a brunette, like Nate's sister, who has her hair tied tightly into a professional bun. She was a pretty woman with a charming mature vibe. Large C cup, probably borderline D cup breast. which are normally held modestly behind a gray suit jacket and white button up. She also has wide hips and a slightly plump butt, both of which swayed atop very womanly legs which were all compressed in a pair of tight gray slacks.
After cramming a few pancakes in his face, Nate was surprisingly uncontent. However, he can hear a squeal of a bus echoing through his neighborhood and can't afford to eat any more. The gnawing feeling in his stomach continually get worse. Not that it's painful, it's just increasingly uncomfortable.
Nate manages to pull through the day, with little incident. The gnawing feeling is making it hard to concentrate and the cross country practice after school even more of a dreadful experience. Nate only really applied because a good friend of his and his sister are members.
While he is running, Nate trips and finds out what the feeling is...
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