Chapter 2: Chapter 02 – Cleaning Up

Disclaimer: This story contains depictions of the following (Loosely ordered from most to least prevalent): Futa (Transexual), Amazonian Futa, Futa on Female, Giant Cock, Cervix Penetration, Domination/Submission, Excessive Cum/Fluids, Incest, Corruption, True Love/Romance, Cumflation, Pregnancy, CNC, Freeuse, Size Difference, Harem, Humiliation, Futa on Male, Cuckoldry

The story, all names, characters, and incidents portrayed in this product are fictitious. No identification with actual persons (living or deceased), places, buildings, and products is intended or should be inferred. Any resemblance to reality is purely coincidence. All characters are at least 18 years of age despite description, demeanor, or appearance.

Life for a Teenage Futa

Written By: Rebecca

Chapter 2: Cleaning Up

After a grueling two hours of constantly carrying boxes and furniture into their new home, the Mayfields were successfully moved in. Nothing was in its proper place, with most of the objects littering the generously sized garage, but with everything out of the trucks they were able to bid the movers farewell. After spending more time in the new house, Bridgette and Nancy had both come to the conclusion that the house was far more lavish than they had originally suspected, and the two started to become curious as to how their modest family had been able to afford such a residence.

“Maybe dad got a promotion?” Nancy whispered to Bridgette as they speculated about the upgrade.

“Wouldn’t they have told us that?” Bridgette reasoned.

“Yeah… Probably…” Nancy agreed, “You don’t think it’s something… Illegal, do you?” Nancy joked.

“Oh yeah, definitely,” Bridgette jested, “Mom and dad are actually mastermind criminals.”

Nancy giggled, playfully bumping and cuddling against Bridgette.

“Glad to see you two are in better spirits!” Alexa said, wiping her brow, tired from all the moving.

“We’re just trying to make due,” Nancy said, still giggling slightly, “So mom, how exactly did we afford this place?”

Alexa turned, looking around for Alan before looking back and addressing her daughters.

“You shouldn’t ask something like that,” Alexa said with a much more serious tone, “Just be grateful for what we have. And don’t mention it to your father…”

Alexa turned and left them as Nancy looked up at Bridgette with a confused expression.

“Maybe they really are criminals!” Nancy whispered, bringing back the relaxed atmosphere.

The girls began giggling again, whispering and joking with each other while their parents finalized the moving situation. A few minutes later the four were gathered in the garage amidst a labyrinth of towering boxes and haphazardly placed furniture.

“Alright gang,” Alan said, “Here’s the deal, I think we’re all too tired to get everything situated tonight, so we can get all that done tomorrow. For now, I think we should go out, get some dinner and some much needed rest.”

“Does the water work here?” Nancy asked, “I could use a shower.”

“Yes, I think we all could,” Alexa joked, leaning over and smelling her husband.

Nancy and Bridgette smiled and chuckled at the comedic gesture.

“The water should be on,” Alan explained, “But I don’t know how much hot water is currently in the water heater. With all of us trying to take showers at once, we could run out fairly quickly.”

“That’s okay,” Bridgette offered, “I can take a cold shower if I need to.”

“I don’t think that’ll be necessary,” Alexa reasoned, “Why don’t you just double up with Nancy. Save some water and the earth in the process.”

“I mean…” Bridgette spoke, “I don’t mind as long as Nancy doesn’t.”

“I don’t mind!” Nancy said, reaching out and grabbing Bridgette’s hand, “Come on it’ll be like old times!”

“Perfect!” Alexa said, “Okay so everyone shower, and meet up back in the living room, and we can head off!”

With everything decided, the group retrieved their respective bags of clothing and headed off to the bathrooms. The house was three stories, with most of the general living space on the first floor, the kitchen and bedrooms on the second floor, and the master bedroom and bathroom on the third, along with a decently sized office. There was also a roof seating area, complete with a modern style fire pit and some comfy lounging chairs and sofas.

The house was the last house on the street, giving it a neat corner window area that extended up every floor of the house. The rooms hadn’t been divvied out yet, but the bedroom with the corner window was likely to be highly contested. Being built into a hill, like almost every other house in San Francisco, the garage was partially subterranean, but was generously sized considering the overall footprint of the house. There was enough room for the family’s two cars, as well as all of their furniture and belongings which currently resided there.

After grabbing their change of clothes, Nancy and Bridgette raced up to the second floor bathroom, which was shared and connected to both of the bedrooms on that floor. Bridgette was still getting used to being able to stand at full height indoors, and she instinctively ducked at times when she didn’t need to. The two walked through the corner bedroom, taking in the space and imagining their belongings filling its every corner.

“Wow this room is so cool!” Nancy said, prancing to the corner window and doing a little twirl, “Imagine sitting here and just chilling, or doing homework or something!”

“It’s even big enough for me!” Bridgette chuckled, poking a bit of fun at herself.

“This whole house is perfect for you!” Nancy said, “You don’t have to duck everywhere, that must be nice.”

“Yeah!” Bridgette responded, “It’s so unusual to be inside and not have to duck, but I am really going to enjoy it.”

“Alright well I guess we can decide who gets which room later,” Nancy said, skipping over to the bathroom, “For now, we need to get cleaned up.”

The two walked into the joined bathroom and were both taken aback at the sight. Having gotten used to sharing a rather small guest bathroom for the past 18 years, their new bathroom was a sight to behold. There was a long counter, with two sinks and a long mirror that stretched the entire length of the wall, on top of copious amounts of drawers and cabinets with plenty of room for toiletries. The toilet was nothing special, but the shower was incredibly big.

“Holy cow!” Nancy said, “This place is insane, I can’t believe we live here now! Look at the size of this shower!”

“I won’t have to bend over constantly to get clean!” Bridgette announced with joy.

“Yeah there’s plenty of space in here for the two of us,” Nancy continued, “It’s too bad there’s no tub though.”

“I never really took baths anyways,” Bridgette admitted, “They were never big enough.”

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“Well yeah, maybe you didn’t,” Nancy laughed, “But still, I’ll make due without. I’m sure the master bath has one, maybe I’ll sneak into theirs occasionally.”

“Your secret is safe with me.” Bridgette said, gesturing a zipper and lock in front of her mouth before tossing away the imaginary key.

“Well, I guess we should probably hurry up,” Nancy said, suddenly becoming moderately timid.

Bridgette considered offering to take separate showers one last time, to ensure that Nancy was up to the task, but decided against it. She felt as though making such a big deal about it in the first place would only drive up the tension rather than diffuse it. If she made it seem like it was completely normal, then it was more likely to make the whole situation feel a lot more relaxed. The two were quiet for a moment, before Bridgette decided to make the first move.

Bridgette unbuttoned her jacket and slid it off, dropping it to the floor and beginning her dirty clothes pile. Nancy was still stationary as Bridgette reached under the hem of her crop top with crossed arms and pulled it up over her head, revealing her modest breasts. They jiggled a bit as they sprang free. Her areolas were puffy, but not too large, and her nipples stood out like pencil erasers. Her breasts were large for a normal girl, but looked average if not slightly small on her large frame.

Bridgette pretended not to notice Nancy’s idleness, and continued undressing. Thankfully, as she began pulling off her boots, Nancy started to undress herself, and the two became more and more scantily clad. After taking off her fishnet leggings, and removing her skirt, the last thing for Bridgette to remove was her cock sock. It felt silly to consider it such a dramatic moment, considering the cock sock did little to actually hide her cock in any meaningful way, but she hesitated for a moment as her hand reached for the soft fabric.

Finally, with a sudden, swift motion, Bridgette pulled her cock sock from her massive meat stick and stood in front of her sister fully nude. Now it was Nancy’s turn to pretend like everything was normal, which she did, but Bridgette could see her take glances when she thought she wouldn’t notice. Bridgette didn’t think much of it, being similarly interested in Nancy’s body without much of the sexual desire that one might associate with seeing another naked. For all Bridgette cared, Nancy was simply curious about something of which she knew little, which was completely understandable.

Having gotten undressed first, Bridgette was left with nothing much to do other than watch Nancy undress, which was admittedly quite stimulating. While Nancy wasn’t quite as abnormal as Bridgette, she possessed a certain uniqueness that, in Bridgette’s opinion, made her quite attractive. Her waist was unbelievably thin, puzzling Bridgette as to how her organs would even fit or function in such tight confines. To make her physique even more tantalizing, her tiny waist flowed down into incredibly wide and strong hips.

It had been many years since the two had seen each other naked, especially in such close proximity, and Bridgette was impressed with how Nancy had changed since the last time she had seen her in such a light. As Nancy slid down out of her high waisted jeggings, her ass was brought to the center stage. Two massive globes of porcelain, smooth, pale flesh bounced as they were freed from the stretchy fabric of her pants. The leggings had done little to hide the shape and size of her rear, but it was different seeing them completely bare.

To Bridgette’s surprise, something that struck her as particularly attractive that she wouldn’t have expected was Nancy’s back. The subtle curve, smooth lines, and incredible taper made her look so fragile and elegant at the same time. It was as if she were truly made of glass, and the lightest tap would break her. Perhaps it was Bridgette’s inner desire to be smaller herself that drew her towards such an idea, but regardless, she found it incredibly adorable.

Next to come off was Nancy’s loose fitting t-shirt, which hid her massive, swelling breasts like camouflage. With the shirt on she looked about average in terms of breast size, but as she pulled it up over her head, it was clear that couldn’t be further from the truth. Two glorious honey drop shaped breasts swelled from her chest, sagging way less than one would expect for breasts of their size and weight. She lacked the puffy areolas that Bridgette possessed, but had similarly perky, pointy nipples that stood off her soft tits proudly.

As she turned to face Bridgette more directly, Bridgette was greeted to the sight of possibly the biggest, puffiest pussy she had ever seen. Bridgette had watched plenty of porn, but she had never seen pussy lips as full and jiggly as Nancy’s. They bulged from her crotch like soft marshmallows, curling and disappearing between her thick thighs. Bridgette wanted to feel them simply out of pure curiosity rather than any deeply sexual desire. They looked so incredibly soft and inviting that she couldn't help but let loose a large glob of goo.

“What was that about?” Nancy asked curiously, gesturing towards the sizeable splatter of precum on the floor.

“N-not sure…” Bridgette lied, “Probably just excited to test out this shower.”

“Well that makes two of us!” Nancy said, buying the lie.

It was fairly easy for Bridgette to explain away her sudden outbursts, since no one but her truly understood exactly how it worked. Suddenly another burst of precum erupted from her cock, this one much bigger than the last, and it added to the growing puddle on the floor. Bridgette did everything in her power to refrain from getting hard, since that would be harder to explain away than her leakiness.

“W-wow, you weren’t kidding!” Nancy said, finding it hard to look away from Bridgette’s massive member, “W-well let’s get in before you make a bigger mess!”

The two stepped into the large, ornate shower, and slid the glass door shut. Nancy looked to the controls of which there were many, trying to figure out how to operate the thing. Some failed attempts later, the water began to spray from the overhead shower nozzle. As if following suit with the rest of the house, the nozzle was thankfully tall enough for Bridgette to stand fully beneath it, though it was fairly close. The girls squealed as they were coated in cold water for a few moments before it began to heat up and mellow them out.

As the two began to cleanse themselves, Bridgette tried her best to keep from bumping her cock into her smaller, older sister. Nancy’s head was right at stomach level for Bridgette, which put Bridgette’s cock anywhere from boob to crotch level on Nancy. Thankfully the shower was more than accommodating, even for someone of Bridgette’s stature, so it wasn’t too hard for her. There were several close calls, but by the end of the shower, Bridgette was confident she hadn’t made any slip ups.

The two stepped out of the steamy shower, dripping and warm. They quickly began to dry off and redress, as they got ready to head out. As she bent down to pick up her clothes off the ground, Bridgette’s gaze was directed to Nancy’s feet, which she couldn’t believe were so small.

“Wow, your feet are so tiny!” Bridgette said, “They’re so cute!”

“Thanks…” Nancy said before asking, “You’ve never noticed them before?”

“I knew they were small, but they look so much smaller right now than I’ve ever seen them before for some reason,” Bridgette explained.

“Huh, weird,” Nancy shrugged.

The two finished getting dressed and ready for their first dinner as residents of San Francisco. Bridgette had opted to wear a black sundress with some sandals, while Nancy went with a pair of ripped jeans and a tank top. Neither one bothered to do their makeup due to the fact that they were both naturally very beautiful, but more so because they would only be out for a short while before they’d need to take it off again. The two finished up in the bathroom and began to head down to the living room to meet up with their parents.

“I don’t really like them…” Nancy said softly as they walked down the stairs together.

“Huh?” Bridgette asked.

“My feet,” Nancy elaborated, “I don’t really like how they look…”

“Are you kidding?” Bridgette reassured her, “They’re super cute! All of you is super cute! I wish I had tiny feet like yours.”

Nancy was quiet for a moment, before reaching over and giving Bridgette a tight side hug, and resting her head against the curve of her hips.

“Thanks sis,” Nancy said softly and contently.

Bridgette squeezed her in return as they rounded the corner and found their parents waiting for them.

“Jeez, I thought we were trying to save time by doubling up.” Alan said, in a parenty half joking kind of way.

“Let them be, Alan,” Alexa sighed, “Is everyone ready?”

Bridgette and Nancy both nodded.

“Great,” Alan said, “I don’t think much will be open this late other than fast food, is that good with everyone.”

Everyone agreed, especially Bridgette who preferred going through a drive through and not revealing herself to a plethora of strangers. The family then packed into the SUV, and headed off to the nearest fast food restaurant, eager to fill their stomachs with much needed sustenance. When they arrived, they drove around, pulling next to the drive through microphone, and to Bridgette’s dismay found a simple sign.

“Out of order,” The sign read, “Please order inside.”

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