Try to relax

With Jason's friend placated I really just feel like hanging out and relaxing like we normally would. I stick my head around the corner. "Hey bro. You wanna start up the console if I order pizza?" He looks back up from his phone a little flustered. "Ah, yeah sure man. I mean sis?" He lets out another laugh. "Still getting used to you being like that. But yeah, sounds great." As he goes back to his phone I can't help but smile. He's a fair way from the miserable guy that rocked up here, although I suppose getting a blowjob puts a pep in your step. I call the pizza place and order our usual to have delivered. Not really up for going out right now. I come back into the lounge and see the console on but only Jason has a controller. "Sorry sis, I couldn't find the other one." What? I'm sure they would have both been together. That's where they always are. I give a quizzical look before opening the cabinet. Huh. It's not in its spot. Wait, no worries, there it is. It's right at the back. I wonder how it got there. I reach in to grab it but overestimate myself and have to get down to get the distance to snag it. As I'm climbing out of the cabinet I turn around to see Jason with his phone pointed straight at me. "What the fuck are you doing?" Why would he be recording me getting a controller? He has a massive smirk on his face while still filming me. "Just enjoying the show, sis." It's then it occurs to me, I'm only wearing the hoodie. And Jason… That fucker was recording me bent over like that. He probably moved the controller. That little shit. "What the fuck Jason!" His smirk vanishes and he starts sputtering a response but I don't even let him get the first sentence out. "Why the fuck do you think that's okay, huh?" He had a defeated look over his face as he held out his phone to me. I snatched it away intent on deleting that video but then I saw he had it open to his group chat. "For fuck's sake." In it, his friends have all started up on him again about if I'm real, if he just paid me, and him finally saying he'll get a video of me. I check the recording he has with me which started as soon as I enter the room, him calling me sis, then me crawling in the cabinet with my pussy and ass on full display. Then me getting up and well, it cuts off after I start yelling. He's making another video to try and impress these guys. I can't fucking believe it. Was me gagging on cock not good enough for them? You know what?

I cut the part of the video that has me start yelling and hit send in the group chat. I don't even look at him as I hand the phone but. "Why do you hang out with these guys?" He seems a little caught off guard by the question. "They're my friends." "Why?" I hold my hand up before he answers. The truth is I don't want to know. After today I'm just really tired of all this shit. What a great start to my womanhood. Hopefully, tomorrow will be different. "If you even do anything like that again I swear to God I will fucking end you, Jason." He just nods as I navigate the menu. "I don't feel much like playing anymore. I'm putting on a movie." There's no objection or response from him as I put on 'Dark Blade 3: Final Notice', usually one of our favorite movies, but we sit and watch in silence.

The atmosphere is still pretty tense when there's a knock at the door. Oh yeah. Pizza. I grab my wallet and open the door to an 18-year-old kid with short blond hair in the pizzeria's uniform. "Order for… Alex?" His eyes go from reading the receipt to locked straight on me. "Yep. That's me. How much do I owe you?" he passes me the boxes and I place them on a small table just inside that door. "It's $29.50. Any change you don't have enough cash?" I'm confused for a second before the underlying meaning of what he said dawns on me. Cheeky little... "Haha, nope. Got it right here." Wow, that's a pretty bold move. Though I suppose if you're a pizza delivery guy then that would have to be one of your fantasies. And to him, I'm just a pretty girl, not anything else. Unlike some other people. I hand him two 20's. "Damn that’s a shame. Any change I could get your number then?" He's a persistent guy, I'll give him that. And he's not that bad looking either. Hmm. Maybe? "How about this? You give me your number and if I want to call, I will." I figure it's better this way. I don't have a dedicated phone for my female persona yet and I'm pretty sure my current number has the male version on the answering machine. His eyes go wide as he grabs out a pen and scribbles down his digits on the back of my receipt and hands it over. "Keep the change," I say closing the door on his overjoyed face. Just as I'm bringing the food to the kitchen I remember my laundry. "Jason grab these." He gets off the couch and takes them to the kitchen as I rush over to the washing machine, grab out the leggings, and chuck them in the dryer. There. Now I can just sit down and enjoy some pizza and a movie.