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A Virtuous Reality
Date: 7/6/2024, Categories: Transgender & Crossdressers, Author: byA_Boring_Writer
... it had happened... Still, she missed him... Lately, all she felt was bored, and lonely, and a bit pent up... but the kids were moving out soon, and that's when she was planning on becoming a bonafide cougar... If she wasn't one already... She'd had a younger boyfriend before... and a girlfriend... and pretty much at the same time, both of which ended for one reason or another... Despite both of their efforts, neither were ever really enough for what she needed. She wanted someone she could trust... someone who would love and care for her... someone young, and beautiful, and full of life... and more importantly, someone who wasn't immediately terrified by the monster between her legs... "Fuck, I need to get laid." She dropped her arms as she let out a desperate huff of air, turning to a full hamper next to the mirror. She needed to relax more than anything, reserving herself to a simple pair of pink sweatpants and a thin strap, gray tank top. She shimmied into her pants first, adjusting her extra passenger against her leg before sliding her arms into the holes of her shirt. Her hand got caught on its edges, making her struggle to fit it around her chest as she finally got it in place. She told herself she wasn't going to try that hard today... "Screw it," she thought... It was her birthday... and she was already over it... No more reminiscing... No more self-pity... She figured it was about time to go downstairs to face her annoying ass kids... and get some ...
... much-needed breakfast. ............................................................................................................. She rounded the bottom of her stairs, her feet hitting the soft tiled floor before turning down her connecting kitchen hallway. She entered the sun-bathed room, several cold steel appliances attached to a deep blue L-shaped kitchen counter. The cupboards were offset by a floating island in the middle of the room, the place where her family usually sat to eat their morning meals. The opposite side of the room was taken up by a large dining table, an eating place they only used for special occasions. The kitchen was rather cramped but Vivienne couldn't have cared less... She was far more concerned with finding actual food to eat. She didn't bother scanning the room, heading straight for the refrigerator to find an almost empty gallon of milk. She grabbed it, swirling to see if enough was left and shutting the door behind her. She sat it down on the counter before reaching for the cupboard that housed all of her snacks and pulling out a box of some store-brand, high-fiber garbage cereal. It didn't taste good but at least it was cheap, nutritious, and filling... Plus, her doctor recommended switching to it to boost her energy levels. She retrieved a spoon from a nearby drawer, along with a semi-clean bowl from the dishwasher. She looked up as she started assembling her low-effort meal, only to be met by two young faces beaming at her with ...