1. A Virtuous Reality


    Date: 7/6/2024, Categories: Transgender & Crossdressers, Author: byA_Boring_Writer 

    /// Authors Note: Sup, I'm back with a new story with new characters set in the same futaverse from my Horne Saga series. I figured it was time to pull out some of my more creative one-off stories. I hope you enjoy some of my other less serialized adventures. I have some ideas I think you'll like... As always I'd love to hear back from you on what needs improved or just to tell me what I'm doing right. I always appreciate both<3. Content Warning: This story contains Futanari, Incest, NonCon, Voyeurism, MILFs, and other mature themes. All characters are over 18. Enjoy! ///

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SLAM!

"Jeezus, this is starting to get out of hand." A feminine force had slammed the bathroom mirror shut, its reflection now containing the owner's perturbed expression staring back at them. The hand belonged to Vivienne, an older woman who had just woken up in a relatively sour mood.

Her hand moved up to her cheek, pulling on the skin as it snapped back to a semi-taut position. She remembered a time when a wrinkle wouldn't have dared to take residence on her... Now she could practically count the crow's feet and laugh lines decorating her scowl. She hated the feeling of getting older, and this particular day only ever served to make her feel worse.

It was her birthday... Her forty-second one, to be exact... and even though old age had been kind to her, she couldn't help ...
    ... but reminisce about herself during her vibrant youth.

She tried to pull her bronze hair in front of her cheeks, testing the idea of a new hairstyle that might hide her more mature features for another day. Its gentle waves managed to hide the eye creases at least, cascading down to her neck in a shimmering waterfall. She noticed small streaks of silver among the strands, another reminder of time passing that she managed to forget about until that exact moment. She let go of her hair, sighing in defeat and reserving herself to her fate... There was no escaping the horrors of middle age.

Still, she couldn't hate how she looked overall, she was far too lucky in life for that to be the case. Girls half her age would have made a deal with the devil for her complexion, faint wrinkles and all. She still had her winning smile... and her pristine white teeth... She still had her perfectly sculpted facial structure and adorable button nose... but most importantly, she still had her dazzling hazel eyes, their rounded selves decorated with small golden flecks that she had used to hypnotize a small army of lovers. She started feeling a bit better as she gave herself the pep talk.

She knew she was being too hard on herself... She was by all accounts, a beautiful mature woman. The self-depreciation wasn't her style... and not even her powerhouse confidence could survive a day like this unscathed.

She carried on with her morning routine, starting by brushing her prized fangs and ...
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