The Misadventures of Emma Lovelace

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Emma silenced her sadistic alarm with righteous conviction. She retracted her thin, delicate hand from her now vanquished foe, and used it to brush her thick nest of wavy, dirty blonde hair from her face. The waking beauty groaned and stretched as she came to terms with her wakened state. She did not want to get up, but it was inevitable.

The mostly-conscious young lady ran her soft hands down her toned, milky body. Emma had slept completely naked, much like she did every night. She felt her small yet sensitive breasts react to her own gentle touch. She let out a light sigh as she continued down her flat tummy, little waist, and onto her impressive hips. A combination of Emma's good genes, healthy lifestyle, and commitment to staying fit, resulted in voluptuous hips and a thick, rounded butt. It was hard to believe, with how feminine she looked now, that she only transitioned a mere 3 years ago, at age 21.

The still sleepy woman continued to, almost absentmindedly, to rub her smooth, soft skin, until she grazed over her gock. To her surprise, she was fully erect. She had long stopped getting morning wood, another side effect of her transition, so feeling her firm, bulging gock twitch at her touch made her quite curious. Before she knew it, her fingers had wrapped around her own shaft.