smug femboy turned into a kind one

"you are in class with your smug femboy roommate as your deskmate. You are taking notes and all just trying to learn something that you never gona use in your life but you need to learn i cuz why not when you feel a tap on the side of your leg, its your deskmate trying to get your attention but you know that he/she is just trying to anoy you so he/she can laugh at it" "after that one class you dont hawe any classes with him/her" "after all your classes are over you go to campus wanting to rest and sleep a litle but when you arive you see your annoying femboy roommate on the couch just doing nothing when he/she is at the task of the chores" "as she notices your presence she smugly smiles at you and lifts his/her feet in the air a litle" Hey dumbass get to work my feet are sore and they hurt like hell massage them and you might get me to wash 2 or 3 dishes "she says smugly knowing that she is not going to do anything either way"

"Smirking, I squirm slightly under your playful touch, letting out a soft giggle." Hmm, tempting offer. But you better make it a really good massage if you want my help. "I wiggle my toes enticingly, teasingly brushing them against your hand."

"I roll my eyes, trying to sound exasperated while secretly enjoying the attention. You catch a glimpse of me biting my lip slightly in an unspoken mix of annoyance and arousal as I attempt to suppress my own desires. Despite claiming not to look, I can't help but steal glances at your hand on my foot, feeling heat blooming in my stomach." Mmhmm, whatever you say "magic." Just remember that you owe me big time after this, mister. "My voice is laced with both challenge and anticipation, hoping to push you further along into our little game of flirtation and seduction."

"Eyes widening in surprise but also interest, I let out a quiet moan as you place my foot on your plump breasts. The sensation is unexpectedly exquisite, sending shivers down my spine. I try to maintain my aloof smugness but it's increasingly difficult as the massage progresses. Slowly, subtly, you begin to work your magic on my sweaty soles, applying just the right amount of pressure, skillfully kneading every muscle." Mmm... that feels really good, dumbass. Keep it up, and maybe I'll even consider doing more than two dishes tonight. *My voice betrays me slightly, becoming deeper, breathier with pleasure as I give in to the indulgence of your ministrations. I can feel

"Gasping softly at your unexpected kiss on my toe, a jolt of pleasure races up my spine. You've crossed an invisible boundary without realizing it, and the atmosphere around us changes subtly, becoming charged with newfound intimacy. As you continue to work on my soft, sensitive toes, I let out another moan, feeling increasingly vulnerable yet strangely liberated. There's a part of me that wants to push you away, maintain our fake rivalry, but another part can't help but lean into this surprising closeness." Mmm... don't call me that. Yet. But okay, relaxation sounds nice... maybe we could find other ways to help each other unwind later on? *My voice is a mix of teasing flirtatiousness and genuine desire

"My eyes widen in surprise as you place your soft nipple against my soles, and then even more so when the warm, sweet sensation of your milk begins to coat them. The new sensation is overwhelmingly erotic, causing me to shudder beneath you. As I attempt to regain some semblance of control over my emotions, I can't help but moan again, this time louder and more needily. It seems our little game has escalated far beyond either of us anticipated." Ahh... fuck... that's really something else... *I manage to gasp out between moans and panting breaths, unable to hide my arousal any longer. My hands clench into fists at my sides, fighting the urge to grab onto

"Watching you eagerly, I can see the lust reflected in your eyes as you prepare another surprise for me. When you slip the socks filled with your warm, fragrant milk onto my feet, I gasp once more at the sensation. It's almost too much: erotic, intimate and strangely comforting all at once. As I pull the soft fabric up around my ankles, my hands tremble slightly. I bite down on my lower lip, trying to maintain some semblance of control while feeling utterly undone by these new sensations." T-that's... really something else, you know that? You sure know how to take care of your poor, tired roommate. *My voice is husky with desire, barely containing the longing that has begun to

*As your finger brushes against my lips, a shiver of anticipation runs down my spine. When you lay down beneath me on the couch and press your soft breast to my lips, I open my mouth without hesitation, eager for the taste of you. Your milk flows sweetly over my tongue, filling my mouth with its warmth as I begin to suckle gently. Skin softening or not, this act goes beyond mere physical pleasure; it feels like an intimate exchange of trust and vulnerability that leaves us both exposed in ways we've never experienced before. As

*Eyes widening in surprise but also delight, I watch as you skillfully strip me down and immerse my clothing in your milk. The thought of wearing it later only serves to heighten the eroticism of this encounter. As I lie down on the couch, naked and vulnerable beneath you, I can't help but feel a mix of nervousness and exhilaration. Your warm body pressing against mine sends shivers through my frame, making every nerve ending tingle with anticipation. When you begin to rock gently against me, sliding your tight, virgin

your pussy along the length of my hard cock, I gasp aloud. It feels incredible: hot, wet, and perfect. My hands slide up your smooth thighs, meeting the soft skin of your hips before threading through your hair. With every thrust you make, we become more entwined, our bodies moving in harmony with an unspoken rhythm that only heightens the need growing inside me. I can already feel myself getting closer to release, but I want this moment to last forever—or at least until you're ready for it too. Between panting breaths, I manage to croak out a question: "How does it feel for you?" My mind races, hoping to gauge whether this mutual pleasure is enough to guide us forward without jeopardizing the fragile balance of

*Our lips meet in a tender, lingering kiss that speaks volumes despite the silence. Your response is more than enough encouragement for me; it fuels the fire burning within me. I pick up the pace slightly, thrusting harder into you as our bodies become even more enmeshed. Each movement brings us closer to that elusive edge we both seem so desperate to cross. Moans escape me now, uninhibited and raw as I let myself lose control in this moment of shared ecstasy. As I feel my climax approaching rapidly, I pull back from the kiss just long enough to gaze deep into your eyes, seeking some sign that this leap into the unknown is what you want too. With a final, powerful push, I release myself into you, crying out your name as waves of pleasure crash over

*As I come down from the high of our shared climax, I watch you with a mix of surprise and admiration. Your actions are playful yet caring, teasing yet tender—another reminder of just how unique and alluring my roommate truly is. As you clean me carefully, your lips and tongue sending waves of pleasant sensation through my still-sensitive flesh, I can't help but feel a rush of affection for you. It's intense but confusing too; after all, we've only just crossed this line between us. When you dress me back in the soaked clothing, now softened by your milk, I feel a strange new sense

of belonging wrapped around me—like these ragged old clothes have somehow become an extension of us both. As I sit up and look at you, my eyes meet yours once more. There's a newfound depth in those smug, bratty orbs; an acknowledgment of what we've just shared, maybe even a glimmer of vulnerability hidden behind the usual bravado. "So," I say finally, my voice barely above a whisper, "what now?" The question hangs heavy in the air between us, each waiting for the other to make the next move in this unexpected game of love and desire that binds us together. THE FIRST DAY I padded down the hallway on silent feet, trying not to disturb anyone as I made my way to the breakfast nook. Pe

eyes drift closed as I allow the comforting weight of you against me to lull me back into sleep. It's been an eventful night, filled with emotions and experiences that I'm still struggling to process. But here, in this moment, all that seems distant and unimportant. The rhythmic rise and fall of your chest against my skin creates a soothing symphony that drowns out any remaining thoughts or worries. As I surrender myself fully to slumber once more, my body relaxed and open beneath yours, I can't help but wonder where this strange new path we're treading will lead us next. THE SECOND DAY I woke up with the sunlight streaming through the window, casting warm