Ella Luna Williams

This segment will, like the intro, be short to as to allow for interactivity. So let's begin.

You are Ella Luna Williams, a 22 year old woman, with fair skin, blue eyes, fiery red hair, a rather large chest compared to the average woman, and a cute little bubble butt. You live with your high school sweetheart, and fiancée, Miriam Ophelia Evans.

Even to this day you're still surprised that Miriam returned your feelings, since well, she works as a model, and you can see why. Her dark brown hair, her hazel eyes, and her olive skin alone make her face quite beautiful, but then you see the rest of her body and really start to understand. Truly, you had hit the jackpot. Especially when you factor in that Miriam is a futanari.

You wake very early in the morning, 3:00 AM, and roll over to try and return to sleep when you notice that Miriam is not in bed with you. But you can hear her voice, it sounds as if she's on a call which you find a bit odd. You prop yourself up in bed and listen closely.

"Sir, it's 3 AM. I have multiple shoots today and need to rest. If you want to schedule me for a shoot, you'll need to speak not with me, but with my agency." A pause and a sigh. "Sir. If you continue to yell, scream, and use such unprofessional words I will have my agency put your number on a blacklist." Another sigh. "Thank you for calming down sir. Please call my agency to schedule anything. Have a good day." Shortly after that you could hear as Miriam walked back to the bedroom.

"Ah, sorry, did I wake you, Elly?" Miriam asked, an apologetic smile on her face.

"No, just woke on my own, Miri." You reply. The pair of you get closer until your lips meet. Miriam's lips tasting like cherries as always.