The Damaged Innocent Futanari Book 3 Prologue

PoV Amber

My cutie was struggling beside me as I sat with her in class. I ensured my arm was wrapped around her and claimed that she was mine. I had her ever since the Movie theater, but she was still just as hard to keep track of. Cutie's self-esteem was nonexistent. If I called her the scum of the earth, she would start crying and thank me for finally telling the truth. Honestly, it was both adorable and very fucking annoying. I had never seen someone so hostile to getting a compliment. I could tell that she enjoyed them, but she thought she was worth less than the air spoken.

Which was messed up. Someone did something to this little cutey that deserved death for that person. She hated herself and looked upon the world like the world absolutely hated her. From what I have seen, she told me that she is an Author and a very successful one, but she did not show that at all at school. She was diligently blushing and taking down every single note for creative writing from a teacher less successful than her, and it boggled my mind.

Why learn from someone who does worse than you on the job?

The bell suddenly rang, and I looked at my Girlfriend, who had her hands in her long sleeves and was using a pen on a notepad to take notes. She quickly gathered her things, still blushing, and I packed up my things, and I did not allow her to leave my sight. I knew the girl, and she did not want me to follow her, but at the same time, if I did not follow her, she would think that she was right and that I hated her. It was something that I figured out through small interactions.

She was extremely damaged and innocent in so many ways. She was wearing blue jeans, but today, I had convinced her to wear sexy panties and a bra for me. To my astonishment, I finally got to learn why she did not want to wear nice underwear even if she had a large collection of panties and bras that had never been worn.

This damn woman thought that she would ruin the designs with her ‘disgusting’ body and no one else would ever want to wear it again! WHAT THE FUCK~!

She was fucking adorable, and her body was FUCKING HOT!

Her cock was massive, her breasts were large, and her demeanor made her look so delicious! She was so cute in so many ways, but she needed confidence. She would look hot as hell with some confidence in her step. Even now, I could see men and women looking at her with envy and desire. But then I would see her look at them, and she would pale, and I realized it was because she mistook those looks for disgust!

It was bad. 

It was very bad how this woman felt about herself, and I had no idea how to make it any better. She was so amazing and hot that I wanted to do so much with her. But she was making it hard to get to come over to her house after school. I had practice tonight, so I needed to get her to do something this weekend. I wanted to do something with her, but I needed to get her to suggest it. Which was impossible, so I had to go with a secondary plan. I grinned as we reached a quieter area of the university, and I moved.

I came up in front of her, and she lightly bumped into me. The look of horror on her face was immense. She looked around and covered her mouth, “I- I am sorry, I'm mad-” I cut her off, grabbing her hand, and I entrapped her lips with my lips, and I kissed her, and her eyes widened. She started to blush, and I pushed her up against the wall. She flushed more, and I grabbed her other arm and pinned them above her. She shivered in my arms, and she flushed.

Breaking the kiss, I smiled, “You are so fucking Cute, Cutie. So, Where are we going this weekend for a date?” I asked bluntly. Her eyes widened, and she looked lost.

“N- Nowhere?” She stuttered out, “Please-” I kissed her again, cutting off her self-conscious bullshit.

“I am the one who gets to decide if I need an apology, and you are not allowed to at this time. You are my Sexy Girlfriend, and I want you to take me somewhere because we haven't gone anywhere special in a bit,” I said, brushing my lips past her. Take your beautiful girlfriend out somewhere, Cutie.” 

Against my expectations, instead of blushing, she paled, and I watched her go from her normal stuttering self to full-out panicking. Her breathing was starting to pick up, and I kissed her. I leaned in, pulled up her shirt, and grabbed her breast, making her gasp. Her breathing started to get back into control, and her blush returned. “I am not going anywhere even if you don't take me anywhere cutie. No way I am letting anyone else have someone so beautiful like you,” I told her honestly.

Tears welled in her eyes, but she did not start crying, “You mean, Stop lying like that,” Cutie Pouted, and I grabbed her breast tightly and shoved my leg between her legs.

“You call them lies, so I will keep lying to you then. It is my truth, you are beautiful, and I want to go out with you. You are my girlfriend; I will tell anyone that without shame or remorse. You are my girlfriend. My Girlfriend. You're my Girlfriend, YOU ARE MY GIRLFRIEND! THIS GIRL IS MY GIRLFRIEND~!” I called out for anyone to hear over and over again, and My Cutie started to blush hard. She was even more in distress but with a much better emotion as I brought attention to her.

“F—Fine,” Cutie said, looking around. W—We can go somewhere,” she stuttered out. I—I have tickets to a Day cruise if you want to do that.”

My eyes widened at that, and I looked at her surprised. She looked around as if someone would be looking. Some people obviously were, and I turned my head and grinned at a young man. He gave me a thumbs up as he spotted my hand up her shirt. I gave him a smile before motioning my head for him to leave. 

I turned back to my Cutie and grinned, “So I will meet you at your place when?” I asked, my voice full of promise, “I do have practice soon, and it's a couple of days to the weekend, so, My cute, sexy Girlfriend, What time do I have to meet you for this Day Cruise?” I asked.

“S- Seven I-In the morning,” She stuttered out, her face ablaze.

“Good; I will see you at seven on Saturday.”

“Y- Yeah,” My Cutie stuttered out, and I kissed her again.

“Why do you have the tickets, though?” I asked, curiosity burning in me.

My Cutie froze and looked away. “I—I told my editor as I handed in my latest chapters that I might have a girlfriend, and he gave them to me.” 

I raised my eyebrows as that was the first time she confessed to telling someone our relationship status. I always felt like I had been pressing it on her, and that cute adorable face as she turned away made my pussy drenched, and I grinned.

“Well, then we shouldn't disappoint them,” I grinned, “Anything I should bring?”

“I- I don't know?” My Cutie stuttered out, and I shook my head.

“Then I will be coming over at five to find out with a nice large duffel bag of almost everything.” I chuckled. Or you can tell me tomorrow when we meet up for lunch.” I finished kissing her before pulling out my phone. I looked at the time, and I wanted to curse. 

“O- Okay,” My Cutie stuttered out, and I grinned.

I pushed her again against the wall, and I kissed her, and she moaned as I grabbed her breasts, and I felt her hardening downstairs, and I grinned as I kissed her more and more, teasing her before breaking it all off. She was gasping and blushing, and I grinned. “See you later, Cuties; I am looking forward to you taking me out for a date.”

I left her breathing heavily and turned on. I smiled and could barely stop myself from cheering. I may have had to force it a little, but I succeeded in my mission. 

THANK YOU HER EDITOR!