It took us a short time to move through the spaceport. We reached the spaceship and entered with our things just as an Air lorry set down, and Ura immediately moved to start bringing the cargo onboard.
Meanwhile, I went to the workshop and put down my things before heading to the kitchen. I started to cook and hum while I heard Ura shouting orders across the ship. I cooked instead, let myself dance a little, and enjoyed myself in the small kitchen. It was only a short time till I heard Ura walking in and smelling the food as she came in. “Oh, You cooked! I was expecting you to be all over that assault rifle!” Ura exclaimed.
“Plan on getting back to it after sleeping. I wanted to eat before I lay down, and I doubt Appo’s men would mess with you knowing that I wasn't too far away,” I told her with a smile and handed her a plate as we pulled out the table to eat.
“Nah, Appo isn't an idiot, and there was a little showmanship going on with him punishing his member. But that was a real show, regardless. I think there may have been more to it than just us, though, and someone was questioning his authority.” Ura said just before taking her first bite.
“That is the problem with being a gang leader,” I remarked, “Someone thinks they can do better than you in that position or just wants the power.”
“Or just don't even know what they want,” Ura remarked in return in a much darker voice, reminding me of how we met not long ago. It was just yesterday in the real world, but the time in the game was warping my perception of time.
Dinner became a little darker after that, and I couldn't help but turn to her after we were halfway done. “Well, Idiots are idiots, and we don't base our actions on those with lesser intelligence; just make plans for them.” I told her, “Do you want to order some clothes for us while I go to sleep? You know, something fun for us to wear? I will let you order some clothing for me to have some fun with you in.” I said, raising my eyebrows with a large grin.
Ura looked at me with those dark thoughts out of her head in seconds as she looked at me. I could see her discerning eye towards me. “Really?” She asked.
“Sure, I want something sexy and dominant. I also want you to buy some things for me to dominate you in and something sexy. We shouldn't go too crazy; we don't have a lot of space, and I would like to go out shopping in person with you on a planet soon.” I told her with a mischievous grin. “But for now, I need to sleep soon,” I told her, and I could see Ura already thinking.
“That will delay us, but I can get us an urgent delivery,” She began muttering, and I could see her eyes lit up.
There was no more conversation after that as Ura rushed off, pulled out a tablet, and looked through it. I really needed to look into that myself soon when we were on the planet and do some bounties. I didn't do one again on this planet, and I really needed to start. I wanted to know if there would be a bounty office on the starbase we were going to.
The silence was broken only by Ura mumbling and looking at me while she ate. I could see her concentration as she held up the tablet to me and shaking her head. She was deep into shopping, and I got up and stretched when I was done. I climbed up and called down, “Enjoy shopping, Ura,” I told her and went into bed to sleep. I crawled in after putting aside my guns and stripped naked to sleep.
When my eyes closed, it was only a moment before my eyes woke up in the real world with the pod lid lifting off of me.
I groaned and stretched as I got out of the pod into the real world, taking another couple of minutes to stretch. I got moving through my apartment, and I looked at my phone seeing a dozen missed calls from my brother. I sighed and didn't want to deal with that bullshit. I pulled up an app and decided to order for an hour from now and change into something to work it out. My muscles were tense, and I felt like they needed a stretch.
Sending in a timed order, I moved to my extra bedroom, got dressed for a workout before going to my machine, and started working out after putting on some headphones. I started to listen to some gym music and ride hard.
I lost track of time a bit and lost myself in the simple movements, which were hurting a little from my inactivity. I was getting into it and breathing heavily as I continued when my phone went off, and it announced my brother as the person calling. I sighed and knew that he wouldn't stop calling until he got to me.
“Hello,” I said, picking up the phone, my tone sounding unamused someone was even calling.
“Are you going to help with mom’s rent?” My brother said loudly through the phone as I continued to work out.
“Nope, You do it,” I told him, “I don't have the cash at this moment, and my savings will dry up quicker than planned if I help her.”
“You think I have the money?!” He shouted into the phone, and I hung up the phone.
I continued to move, and the music started to play when my brother called me again. I declined the call to let him know I was serious and continued to move my body. Two minutes later, however, he called me again, and I picked up.
“Have you calmed down?” I asked.
“Fuck you,” My brother replied, and I wanted to sigh. “I cannot afford to help them; you do it! Go back to pro gaming like you used to do or something!”
I audibly took a deep breath and continued working out as I replied, “You know what, Fuck you. I am getting back into pro gaming, but I cannot go back to old games that no longer have an audience. You have no idea of how my industry works, and I am starting a new game that has no market for large tournaments yet. I have no fucking gear to sell to whales, and I have only my savings. I have no money to spare, and if I fail in this game, I will lose my apartment and have no job. Mom can get her own damn money if she wants to live like that. She isn't my problem when I have problems of my own. You obviously don't understand how close to the edge I am and how much I have to deal with. No worse, you don't give a fuck what I am dealing with as you only think about yourself.” I snapped at him and growled.
Although there were partial lies in my explanation since there were organizations looking for teams right now for Galaxy Online, and I already got an offer, now was a stupid time to sign up if you had confidence in making your character. I needed to look it up, but I hadn't heard of anyone being an independent contractor on a spaceship with a merchant like I was. Ura was wrapped around my fingers, looking for my cock on top of it, and I was in a good position. I wasn't about to shit all over my current work and sign a contract that probably won't reflect if that company can even survive at all.
I was breathing heavily as I continued to move my body, and I heard a snarl over the phone. “You bitch, That is your mother that you are talking about.” My brother snapped at me.
“You mean that leach at the moment?” I asked, “Yeah, she gave birth to me, and I have given her thousands and thousands of dollars in return at this point. I had paid out so much more than you have, and you need to remember that she also took money from me in my early career when I wasn't allowed to sign my own contracts. Still, I have helped her!” I shouted into the phone, “No, no, no, Brother,” I made it sound like a curse as I said ‘brother,’ “You can help her live that lifestyle. But I will not anymore!”
I was seething as I continued to work out, and I was going too hard on myself, and I jumped off my equipment. I heard heavy breathing from my brother, and I could tell he was angry. He was our parent's favorite for a variety of reasons, including being the only boy in the family so that he would continue on the family line. I think the fact that I was a Futanari and looked like a woman just annoyed them more. It didn't change the fact that I could have continued the family name if I wanted to. But nope, Only boys could, and I was clearly a woman that had male genitalia.
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I shook my head from my thoughts, and I sighed. I looked down at my phone; my brother was still on the line. “So, are you done talking about this?” I asked, still seething, “You pay for her ridiculous spending, and you can tell her that I said that. I don't give a fuck, brother. You tell her that and pay for her and dads bad spending habits. Until I get back on my feet, there will be no money from me. Maybe not even then. Now do you have something to say, or should I hang up?” I asked finally and waited for a moment.
“Are you serious?” My brother finally said, and I started to laugh.
“This is how this is going to go,” I replied a second later, “I am going to hang up this phone. You are not going to call back tonight or this month. I barely have my own rent paid, let alone someone else's. I will not pick up any calls from you, dad, or our mother. If they have money problems, they can sell shit. I will go to bed and sleep very peacefully after having myself a nice meal. I will sleep soundly knowing that if someone has to pick up their bill, it will be you for once and not me. Do you understand what is happening? Good,” I hung up and looked up my order's progress.
I cursed as I realized I still had time before things should even start, and I sighed, walking into the shower instead of the computer. I would have to be clean for my sleep, and I would have to complete the voting process. I should also do some research into guns and how I want to set them up. I knew that I at least wanted to have an option between single, burst, and automatic fire with my assault rifle. All three had uses, and I wanted to be able to switch according to the situation. I would have to look up what those parts were, and I continued to think about what I wanted for my assault rifle as I stripped and entered the shower.
Yawning and cleaning myself up in the shower, it didn't take me long to finish up in the shower. I quickly finished up and exited, heading to my computer after drying off and sitting in my computer chair. I double-checked the setup being off, and I started to look at the vote and frowned at the outfit that got voted in today for my sleeping outfit.
The outfit in question was a little pink baby doll outfit that was almost see-through in all the places that they wanted. They would even see the bulge of my cock, but all of it would be just out of sight. It made me look cute, and I preferred to dominate when I slept. Not only that, there was the issue of how loose it was, and I preferred things very tight.
I sighed and looked at the money brought in today, and it wasn't nearly as much as yesterday. I sighed and closed the vote, posting on the site that the poll was closed and the results were final. Then I started to look into what parts I needed for my assault rifle and what I wanted to shoot like.
Losing myself in the interesting subject, I was torn out of it much faster than I thought. I looked to the door and yawned, thinking it was time for food. I walked over slowly and opened the door to see a cute man in his late twenties staring at me wide-eyed as I opened the door. “Hello, That food for me?” I asked, and the man nodded up and down dumbly, and I wondered what his problem was and reached out with my hand. “Food?” I asked, and the man blushed and looked down, and then it hit me.
Fuck I didn't get dressed.
The guy's eyes widened as he looked down, and his blush got darker as he looked at my cock, and I felt a shiver through me. “Got time to get fucked?” I asked the young man in the doorway, “Nothing but me shoving my fat cock up your ass till you cry out and cum?” I followed up with another question and reached out, taking the food. “Come in if you do,” I finished stepping back, feeling horny suddenly.
I hadn't been with someone in real life in a long time, and I knew it was stupid to do this. I had condoms in my house for one-night stands, and doing a delivery driver was stupid. But he was cute and looked soft. I could see the compilation in his expression as I walked and put the food on the table, leaving the door open. I shook my ass a little and looked over my shoulder, “Coming in or not?” I finally asked after a minute while pulling out the food, and he stepped into my house.
I grinned and pointed at the door, “Close the door, Bitch,” I snapped, and he quickly turned around and slammed the door. “Wait here,” I told him and walked into the bedroom, grabbing two key things, and back out into my living room with a grin.
Showing him as I opened a condom and pulled out the lube, I asked, “You going to strip or not?”
The delivery driver stripped, and I could see the indecision on his face. He was asking himself what he was doing here at this moment with a shemale or whatever he thought I was getting ready to have sex with him. Thrill started to go through me as I hadn't been inside a man in a long time, and the guy looked new to this.
“You won't tell on me for this?” The driver asked as he took off his clothing showing a soft body with some muscle definition on his arms. His cock was already hard, standing at six or seven inches, and I licked my lips. I stepped towards him, and he took off his shoes. I smiled as I closed the distance.
“Absolutely not, This will be our little secret,” I said, noticing a ring on his left hand. “Not even your wife will learn about this,” I continued, and he froze, and I started to stroke my cock as I used my teeth to open the condom wrapper. I finished closing the distance and slipped the condom on.
“I- I can't believe I'm doing this,” He said and turned around, and I grinned, reaching around and starting to stroke his cock.
“Have you ever taken something up the back door?” I asked, putting my head on his shoulder as I stroked his cock, placing my cock against his ass cheek and pressing my breasts against his back. I heard him moan, and he nodded, and I couldn't help the smile, “Who took your anal virginity?” I asked.
“My, MMmmmm, Wife,” He moaned out, and my eyebrows rose, and I realized I had found someone who liked getting pegged.
“Well, Leave your number after this, and maybe your wife and you can come over and be my sluts for a night,” I replied. I stopped stroking his cock, leaned back, lubed my cock up to the max and poured some on my hand and reached down, and pushed a finger into his booty.
A moan erupted from him, and I pulled the finger out a moment later and lined my cock up with his ass. Pushing in euphoria hit my head like a rock as I felt his tight ass on my cock. I pushed in, feeling him stretch around my cock, and he moaned loudly.
“OH, YOUR HUGE!” He cried out a moment later, and I sheathed my cock deep into his ass. I felt a swollen prostate as I pushed in and realized this guy may not have had the real thing, but his wife developed his ass to feel the pleasure.
His moan was loud as I slowly pulled out, and I stopped when the head of my cock hit that swollen prostate. I leaned forward, gripping his cock as he used the island in my kitchen to keep himself up. His cock throbbed in my hand, and I pulled my hips back a little, bumping into that swollen prostate.
“Get ready,” I told him quietly by his ear as I slowly stroked his cock. “I am about to get rough, Cum when you want, but remember, bitch,” I said sweetly, “I will take you till I cum.”
With that, I started to thrust in small short thrusts that hit his prostate at hyperspeed, which made him cry out. I didn't care anymore as I hit that bump over and over again. His swollen prostate was mercilessly attacked as I took pleasure from his cries; I sheathed my cock into him all ten inches before pulling out and attacking that prostate once again.
His cries and moans fuelled my need, and I took him harder as I stroked his cock while I attacked that prostate till he came all over my island, and I stopped stroking his cock. He cried out, and I ignored it as I pulled back and grabbed him by the hips and started to fuck him in long strokes from tip to complete insertion. His cries as his ass tightened up and twitched on my cock filled me with sadistic pride, and before I knew it, I released inside his ass deep and hard with a moan of my own.
It took a minute for me to come back to myself, and I pulled out and grabbed the condom feeling much better and no longer pent up. “Clean yourself up and leave your number. I will text you, and if you and your wife want to be dominated for a night, you can text me.” I said, and the guy was breathing heavily on my kitchen island.
I tossed the condom in the garbage and walked around, and ate. It took a bit, but the delivery driver left his number on a receipt for me, then dressed and left my house the way he came. I watched him go in silence, and I could state how much better I felt. Without realizing it, I felt super pent up, and I had to remember that Ura was not real and that having sex with her wouldn't be a release in the real world.
I frowned at that thought and realized that I would have preferred Ura over that random delivery driver. I quickly entered his number and texted that Delivery driver as I thought about Ura and her pussy. That pussy of hers was amazing, and I wanted to try it out in real life.
Sighing and finishing my food, I cleaned up my mess and went into my second bedroom, and got ready for bed in a cute pink baby doll lingerie and looked super cute in it. I didn't like it personally, but it paid the bills, and I moved to the computer, started the stream, and smiled at it. The chat was going crazy, but I ignored it as usual, feeling sleepy after busting a nut into the delivery driver. I saw some complaints about my lack of commentary, and I apologized on stream for it, as I was feeling tired and I had to wake up early.
I was looking at the viewer count; I have over a thousand viewers. That is not bad; hopefully, they would start paying to vote more.
Before I knew it, I passed out while chat was going crazy over something.