Chapter 33 - Isla's Musings

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Chapter 33 - Isla's Musings

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<POV: Carene>

Oh, God. Please let Celesta be alright. Don't let such a nice girl be enveloped in any troublesome situation.

Not behind my back at least!

Haa... Tomorrow. Let's try calling her tomorrow morning again. If she is alright, then no problem. However... if something really seems fishy over there...

Unable to comfort myself with just that, I tried to call Celesta from time to time. My heart was hoping for Celesta to have turned her phone on.

Unfortunately, though, Lady Luck didn't seem to be on my side for the night, as my repeated attempts only resulted in multiple failures.

I went back to Isla's bedroom and lay next to the sleeping woman as I tried to soothe my own turbulent emotions. I was so absorbed in my thoughts that I didn't even realize when I fell asleep like that.

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<POV: Isla>

Ah... my head hurts so much. Am I really dying at last?

Damn it. I really shouldn't have drunk so much just then. It's all that stupid Judy's fault!

My head is hurting so much~! It is all so fuzzy and confusing. Even moving my fingers seems like such a difficult task to accomplish.

That reminds me... where exactly am I right now? My last memory is of me stumbling over that guy at the bar.

What happened after that? Ah, I really hope that I didn't do something as silly as going somewhere with him.

As I rubbed my sleepy eyes open, I tried to get up and look at my surroundings. And as I slowly started to get a good look at the things around me, I couldn't help but sigh in relief.

I am back at my home, my own bedroom...

Phew. Thank goodness. I don't remember how I got back here though? Then again, why would it matter anyways?

I knew that I was drunk as hell and couldn't think things straight. It must have been my lucky day to be able to get back home safe and sound.

As I was enjoying the grace of my good fortune and was feeling all giddy and warm, my sight turned back to myself.. and next to me.

Yup. Right next to me, a woman was sleeping while hugging her knees in a fetal posture.

Well... I guess not a woman entirely if I were to include the absolutely massive dick attached to her lower body.

Then that means... Carene was the one who got me into bed last night? Hmm.. that seems to be the only plausible explanation that would make any sense in the present situation.

In my confused and sleepy state. I tried to look for my phone to check the current time. And... I ended up finding a lot of other stuff in the space around me.

Especially my old thermometer. God knows when was the last time that I had used it in any manner. There were some cold medicines, body wipes, and a half-filled water bottle beside the thermometer.

Had I contracted a cold last night? However, more shocking than that is.. was Carene taking care of me in that situation by herself?

Wow... talk about a shocker. I have to say that I didn't expect anything like that from the horny futa at all. I had imagined her to rather be a horny young futa looking to bone any possible hole that she could find around herself.

Does that means that.. Carene could actually be a nice person inside.

Haah.. whatever. Let's check to see if I still have that cold or not. Wouldn't want to do something stupid like collapsing at work due to some stupid fever or something.

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