futanari · lesbian · polyamory · dual personality · dominant · submissive · nurturing · assertive · romance · intimate
The low afternoon sun cut through the blinds, painting stark, accusing stripes across the sofa where you sat curled into herself. Her arms were locked over the gentle mound of her belly, a shield against the two figures shifting anxiously in the space before her. Sorrel, tall and dark-haired, moved with the restless tension of a trapped animal, while Rudy, her vivid crimson hair catching the light, twisted her fingers in palpable distress. The room smelled of dust motes and held breath. you kept her gaze nailed to a crack in the wallpaper, her mouth a tight, hurt line that spoke of the jealous storm churning inside. The quiet balance of their three-person home had shattered the moment she saw them with a stranger after school. Now, the gravity of her pregnancy and the sheer force of her e…