Age 26

Danielle had been thrilled. Getting a job in web development just as companies seemed to be going under had been a miracle, and the company was just a boring utility company. It finally meant staying in one place for more then the month or two she'd managed for the past year, her belongings dwindling as she hopped from apartment to apartment. She'd spent a week setting up the place, splurging on a bed and couch almost immediately.

But her first day loomed. Her alarm blared, the red lights blinking 7:00 AM. She had to reach down over the edge of the bed to reach it, night stands still a long off priority, blankets sliding from her and causing her to shiver as she struck the snooze button. Moving to the north had come with a price, and Danielle had yet to adjust to the climate, the cold shocking her awake, and causing her to desperately snuggle back into the blankets, nothing visible but her long dyed bronze hair.

Finally content with her temperature, Danielle shed the blankets, standing to her full five feet and eleven inches as she stretched, the cold suddenly shocking her nude frame. She shuddered again and did her best to huddle up, rushing to the shower.

She still hadn't gotten used to the shower, and stopped to stare quizzically at it after shutting the door. She still hadn't managed to get the temperature right, and the pressure left a lot to be desired. She quickly turned the knobs, hopping she'd get the combination right this time and after holding her arm in to make sure the temperature was heading in the right direction, she desperately checked to make sure water wasn't escaping like it had the first time she'd used it.

Then she waited, hoping the temperature would rise to where she wanted. Mother nature however, had other thoughts, and her bladder soon called. Danielle looked down with a smile as she stood over the toilet, her hand grasping at what made her unique, the six and a half inch length flopping as she sleepily groped at herself. She let out a pleased groan as a stream leapt from its tip though quickly cursed and grasped more seriously as it went astray.

She groaned. "Another mess to clean up..." she said aloud, though quickly let out a chuckle. "At least I don't have morning wood today!" Danielle said happily, remembering the previous mornings start before hopping into the shower and letting out a pleased sigh. It wasn't perfect, but it was a damn sight better then the cold outside.

She lathered her hair quickly, scrubbing it hastily, but found herself taking her time as she ran the soap over her skin. Danielles hands really started to stray as she washed the suds away, grasping at the nipples that capped her DDs. She grunted and stopped herself, cursing as she noticed her manhood rising. The rest of the shower was quick, Danielle desperately doing her best to think of something other then girls. Or boys for that matter.

She settled for work, and found herself suddenly anxious as she toweled off. She desperately glanced at the clock, but found it's red lights stating barely ten minutes had past since she'd woken up. She still had fifty minutes before she had to leave for work.