Breakfast

That morning I wake up around seven. Zoe is still asleep upstairs. My balls have completely healed from the day before. I start breakfast of eggs, toast , hash browns and bacon. My plan is to serve it to Zoe in bed. However you know what they say about plans. Well I don't remember the exact quote but that plan went down in flames when Zoe came downstairs.

"What are you doing out of bed?! You need to heal." I turn around and see her standing there. Since I'm only wearing a tee shirt I lift my cock up to show her my balls." I'm completely healed ,see." She cones over to the stove where I'm cooking and bends over to examine my testicles.

"Well I'll be dammed, that was fast even for a futa." I just smile. She then asks why I like getting hit in the balls." I don't really know , I've actually never really gave it much thought. I mean I don't like it all the time." She then asks if all futas like it." I've read somewhere that we do, I've only known one other futa. Her name was Katie and she definitely hated getting hit in the nuts."

Zoe gives me a strange look." Do you mean the one they found dead behind the mall?" I can't help it. I begin to cry. I remember going to her funeral. We graduated high school together. Now her mother is dead too alongside her father. The whole family is dead.

I serve breakfast with tears streaming down my face. Zoe comes over to me as I sit down and puts her arms around me." Babe I'm sorry , I didn't mean to upset you. Did you know her well?"

"Yes, we graduated together. In fact Katie and I went to kindergarten together. Our condition of being futanari is so rare that the odds of two of us living in the same town was astronomical. She was not only my friend but our parents were friends too. Her father died two years ago and her mother died of a brain tumor a few months after Katie died." Zoe comforts me." Sweatie I'm so sorry, and that poor woman, to lose both her husband and child before her own ****. I'm, I'm sorry."

Zoe begins to cry as well." If you don't want to talk about it anymore I understand." I go on though, I have to get it out. "She was such a tiny little person. I mean I'm little but Katie was tiny and so adorable. She reminded me of an innocent little kitten. Everyone loved her." And then my anger over her **** comes out.

"And some piece of dog shit fuckhead took it upon himself to **** her. To end her sweet little life and take her light from the world. I hope whoever did it rots in hell for all eternity."

That's when the tears really start. My sweet innocent little friend gone. She's gone. Zoe holds me tightly and without saying another word comforts me as I bawl. I'll remember you always Katie, my fellow futanari.