part :: 1

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I awoke to a bright light gleaming through the gap in my curtains. The small room was drenched in warm sunlight, the shiny hardwood floors shimmered, and shadows danced throughout the room.

I sighed, rolling over on my large Tempur-Pedic  mattress. Morning already? It felt like I had just dozed off and only been asleep for no longer than fifteen minutes.

After laying in bed for another five minutes I finally decided to get out. My large, hairy feet hit the cold floor, making me wince at the sensitivity. Jeepers!

I strolled over to my mirror, eyeing myself from my feet all the way up to my bright red Afro, which strongly resembled the unruly bush surrounding my genitals.

I looked pretty good.

Maybe I'll just touch up my makeup, some white powder on the tip of my nose, some fresh mascara. I could also dampen my fluffy curls and comb them out a bit. That should work just fine.

However, I did need fresh clothes.

After a long night of strumming myself in between my thick bedsheets, my sleeping suit was dampened with sweat, tears, excrement, and semen. I would most definitely need to change.

I flicked through my wardrobe, carefully selecting my favorite yellow jumpsuit, and a red and white striped shirt to go underneath. I then walked over to my chest of drawers to retrieve a lacy, purple thong. Perfect!

I slid the comfy materials over my tall, lithe  body and turned back to my mirror.

I would fuck me.

In fact, I already have. ;)

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a/n sorry this chapter is so short but the next one should be longer, also there will be some romance ;)

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