FOC Day 11 - Strange feelings

You always had this idea of what your life would be like, and after years of keeping secrets and being an angsty virgin, it wasn’t pretty. So waking up with Max in your arms is not in keeping with your expectations of your life. She’s cute and dainty and perfect. You feel like you’ve spent your whole life staring at girls like her and wishing you could be with them. That makes it feel not so real this morning because you’re the big spoon and she’s the little spoon, and you can’t imagine anything better.

She doesn’t run off after you wake up. She lingers in bed with you, and even goes for a little light making out.

As you eat breakfast with her, she chatters cheerily about soccer and things, while you’re just totally fixated on her. She’s so cute. Everything she says tickles something inside you.

All you want is to spend time with her, and it seems like she’s OK with that. After breakfast you lounge on the couches in the Lodge, but she wants to go out and take pictures. Weirdly, her camera is an old-fashioned one that takes instant phones, not anything fancy, even though she seems very passionate about photography. You’d expect her to have a super fancy camera, but no, it’s just this instant one.

You go with her, of course, into the woods to try to hunt down the perfect photo op.

You think you might have found it when you spot a doe out there, far from the lodge and all the people. In the sunlight of the day, it looks like the deer is glowing, but it bounds away as soon as it notices you and Max. It could’ve been a nice photo op, but Max is having fun regardless. She trots through the woods, enjoying the warm, humid air and the sunlight coming down through the boughs. You follow along because there’s nowhere you’d rather be.

“What are you doing playing soccer?” you ask her as you follow her through the forest. You might have asked her this before, but you can’t get over it. “You’re so into photos.”

“Just taking my mind off things,” she replies, pushing on ahead.

Eventually, the two of you find a beautiful spot up on a hill. You can see the forest for quite a ways from here. It’s a very pretty view, and it’s still early, so the golden sunlight is coming over the trees.

Max perches on a fallen log and gazes at it, not bothering with her camera.

“It’s really nice,” she says, soaking up the sunlight on her face.

You have to agree. “Yeah,” you say. “Why are you really here?” you ask her.

“So much happened,” she replies. “I just had to get away.”

You don’t really get it, but at the same time you do. So many times, you have felt overwhelmed by the world. You’ve wanted to get away. Maybe that’s what she’s after. Maybe that’s why she’s hooking up with a sporty redhead to just pass the time instead of thinking about things that are difficult.

That’s OK. You get it. Before you got to this camp, your life was insanely lonely. You have a sister who doesn’t really get you, and a family who can’t get you because they aren’t a girl with a penis who loves girls. It’s been hard. You feel like you know exactly how Max feels.

So you don’t question what she’s saying. You sit with her on the fallen tree, looking at the sunny day over the trees and the sparkling lake. It’s really nice. You don’t need anything more than this. You don’t know what Max is thinking, but you’re just happy not to be alone.

Route End, but...

...Max will return in LIFE IS FUTA to experience Futa Soccer Camp from Max’s POV with her powers… if readers vote for it when the poll comes up.