Chapter 29
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thenewagewriter
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Date Me!
'That felt... amazing,' she whispered, lifting her head to smile at me, her eyes brighter, the shadows of her pain receding further. 'Like I could finally let go. With you, it's different—safe, but exciting.' I held her close, kissing her temple, the dominance and submission we'd danced through sealing our bond deeper, her confidence a testament to the emotional support I'd always offered.
The next morning, sunlight filtered through the curtains, casting a soft glow over the rumpled bed where we still lay tangled. Tommie stirred first, reaching for her phone on the nightstand.
I watched as she scrolled, her expression shifting from sleepy contentment to resolve. With a few taps, she blocked her ex's number, the action simple but profound—a step toward moving on that I'd urged her toward for months.
She set the phone down and turned to me, her curves shifting under the sheet, that futanari form of hers still a mesmerizing secret between us.
I propped myself on an elbow, nerves twisting in my gut despite the intimacy we'd shared. My feelings for her, once unrequited and hidden in our friendship, now felt ripe for voicing.
'Tommie,' I started, my voice a bit shaky, 'last night... it meant everything. And I don't want it to be just comfort anymore. Will you... go out with me? Like, officially? Date me?' My hand found hers, squeezing gently, the air thick with anticipation as her eyes searched mine, the possibility of us unfolding in the morning light.
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Consoling my Depressed Futanari Friend (Completed)
Can I help my friend Tommie forget about her ex while trying to get close to her?
I gently guide Tommie’s hands over my body, deepening our connection while whispering reassurances. Slowly, I take control, exploring her aching cock with tender dominance but soon enough she broke my control and apologized because she is not ready to be physical with me! Can I make myself be special to Tommie and her fat futa cock? This story is officially completed! Thank you so much for reading it!
Updated on Nov 6, 2025
by thenewagewriter
Created on Nov 2, 2025
by thenewagewriter
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