Life of a Dominant Futanari Week 6 Chapter 212/ 6: Question, Answer

Stepping into the women's locker room, the team had started to undress, and most of my other teammates were heading to the showers. Most were looking exhausted and worn out from practice. I had done the same amount without the weights today, so I was not as tired as I normally would.

Walking by the other ladies in the team, I was getting the usual looks as I walked by. When I found my typical corner, I started to undress, and those eyes changed a little when my flaccid cock hung out, and I saw Alex approach me almost instantly, "Do, Do I have to bring him along for lunch tomorrow?" Alex asked.

"Nope, but you will enjoy it more if you do," I replied quickly with a smile, and I leaned closer, "Are you going to disobey your Mistress, though?" I asked her, my eyes boring into hers, and I saw her shiver. I smiled as I leaned back, and Alex shook her head. "Then we will enjoy ourselves. However, I did enjoy Lunch today. I think we should do that at least once a week, even without the ending. I think hanging out with you normally would mean a lot to me and you," I told her, and Alex nodded as she took off her shirt.

"D- Do you have time this week at all? My mother has been asking about you," Alex suddenly asked, "Well, not you, but more like the friend that I have been sleeping over at, and that is you. So you, Do you have the time?" Alex asked with a slight blush but trying to keep her face stoic.

"Um, We have the tournament this weekend, So not really, but maybe Saturday or Sunday? Tonight, I promised my time to Strawberry," I said, seeing Sarah coming toward us and a couple of girls nearby, "Tuesday, Wednesday, and Thursday, I have things that I cannot Cancel. Friday is the Tournament, and same with Saturday, so it will have to be after the tournament or next week," I said, thinking off the top of my head.

Damn, my week was busy; Tomorrow night, I had a new Customer. Wednesday, I had my fun times with Hilda and Thursday, I spent some time with Sophia again, which I was looking forward to. Sophia had a Futanari kink or intersex kink and had spent years getting fucked by Strap-on from Mistresses that knew what they were doing. But that never would make up for a real Fat Futanari Cock ramming her MILF pussy into submission, and she would be a dedicated woman to my services as a Mistress. She was my First Client, and I really enjoyed the evening with her.

With the tournament this weekend, I had no time till we returned from the tournament itself. "That is okay. We will be back on Sunday. Does that work for you?" Alex asked, "My mother and father really do want to meet you," Alex finished.

"Yup, I am sure I can come over and maybe make it a lunch or dinner type deal," I told her with a smile.

Alex smiled back as Sarah joined us, and she was blushing, "Are we still on for tonight?" Sarah asked.

I nodded, "I have a pit stop I need to make, but other than that, Yes," I replied, "We don't have a lot of time tonight. Do you have anywhere you want to go?" I asked.

Sarah blushed, looked around, and shook her head, "Can we talk about it later without everyone around?" Sarah asked, blushing.

I nodded and pointed to the shower as I finished taking off my outfit and grabbed my stuff to clean myself. Alex and Sarah joined me, and I didn't know what to discuss as we joined five other team members in the showers. The other members of the team looked at my massive futanari cock, and some blushed while others looked away from me. The other members of the team seem not to care too much or don't make an issue of it.

It was odd to me that they still never reacted to me, but I felt happy that they didn't. They were my team members now, and I had no intention of attacking them. I just wanted to be able to join them and change in peace. If I had to go to the teacher's locker room, then I would, but I think I would feel lonely if I had to. I have felt that strangeness and loneliness for a long time, and I preferred not having it.

I got to work and started to wash up the sweat I built up and I felt Alex and Sarah peeking at me as I washed myself. Suddenly, a blonde teammate from the sophomore year approached me in the shower. She walked under the water near me of a showerhead that someone just vacated, "You know, I just have to say, Angela, you have a massive dick," She blurted out, and silence suddenly reigned in the locker room, and I chuckled.

"Yes, I do," I replied, not caring about the atmosphere that came up, "I am flaccid now but hard; I am even girthier and taller downstairs." I told her, "But," I shrugged, "Size isn't everything, and guys need to learn how to use it," I told her with a smile, and I saw Sarah blush and Alex turn away.

"Well, Yeah, I wonder if a woman can take it? Have you used it before?" My teammate asked, and I noticed that the other team members in the shower were paying more attention and slowed cleaning themselves up to listen to the conversation.

I wanted to sigh, but instead, I smiled, "Yes, I have," I told her without elaborating.

The Blonde girl blushed and nodded, "H- How does it feel to have a dick?" The girl suddenly asked.

"That is a little personal," I replied instead of answering, "The only answer is that I do enjoy sex. Please end the conversation here," I told her, not wanting a Minor to gain interest in me. I was eighteen and could go to jail for being with someone who wasn't at least a senior. And I saw the girl looking downtrodden by my answer.

Instead, I finished washing up, avoided all conversation, and quickly walked out of the shower, with Alex and Sarah following me soon after. I quickly dried myself off, as did Sarah and Alex, who then started to get dressed with me, and we grabbed our things and headed out of the locker room as if there was a fire on our tails. I headed out with Sarah and Alex, quickly heading to the front of the school.

Heading outside, the night was coming in with the autumn, making the night come earlier in the night. "Mistress, I will see you tomorrow," Alex said, heading to her car. I waved her off and turned to Sarah, who was blushing.

"We can walk to my girlfriends. I left my car there, and I need to make a quick pitstop, then we have the rest of the night to ourselves. I have to drop this off, though," I told Sarah, then I paused and wondered if I could just bring things back on Tuesdays. Was I misremembering something?

"Let me make a phone call, and we can see from there," I said instead, and I started to walk with Sarah down the road toward Crystal's house. Sarah walked beside me, and I pulled my phone out of my backpack and I called Samantha. My phone rang twice before I heard Samantha pick up the phone.

"Hello, Angela. To what do I owe the pleasure?" Samantha asked.

"Hey, I was wondering if I had to drop off that equipment tonight?" I asked her.

"I already told you Sunday night; the client I needed it for canceled, so I don't need it. Bring it back Tuesday when you come in for work," Samantha replied, "Is that really all you called about," I heard Samantha's voice turn a little frosty.

"Samantha, Honestly, I thought I needed to bring it back tonight," I sighed, "I am taking out my Strawberry tonight, and I just," I sighed.

"Angela? Are you okay?" Samantha asked, her voice warming up and sounding concerned now.

"Sorry, I got my period early last night, and it has been bad. My mind has been all over the place, and I think I gaslit myself into thinking I needed to bring the equipment back tonight," I told her, "Please, Forget that I called."

"Understandable; I will see you tomorrow?" Samantha asked.

"Yup, no plans to skip work; talk to you tomorrow," I replied before hanging up. I smiled and turned to Sarah, who was looking at me concerned, "No need for that pitstop tonight; what would you like to do?" I asked with a smile.

"Honestly, I would love to spend some time at a place, pick up some food, and just, You know," Sarah blushed, "Hang out," Sarah blushed even harder now.

"Oh?" I asked, realizing I had a conversation somewhat like this with Tracy not long ago.

"Y- Yeah, I want to get to know you more, you know, Mistress," Sarah said, her face crimson as we walked together to Crystal's place. I stopped, and Sarah looked at me after taking an extra step forward, "Is that weird? We only have sex, and I feel like I barely know you," Sarah said, "I mean, I have seen you around so much but, like, Never outside of school till recently, and, Well, I, Really want to know who you are," Sarah stammered out.

"Okay," I replied. "That is completely normal to think about, and frankly, I get so caught up in sex that it is something I can understand. You want to know who your Mistress is and not just make things up in your head," I said, "Where do you want to eat? Somewhere fast food or a restaurant?" I asked, "I can afford both," I told her.

Sarah blushed and looked away, "Terries? That sit-down restaurant not far from here?" Sarah asked, and I thought about what Terries was.

Then I remembered the restaurant. It was a sit-down one, but it wasn't overly fancy. I heard the food was good, nice, and affordable to take people out too. My mom and dad had a date night this summer there, and my mom said she enjoyed the food.

"Okay," I replied with a smile. "That is about the same amount of a walk to my car. Do you want to walk there, and we can talk and walk back to Crystal's place? I think we can spend the night there, although she would probably join us for an intimate time." I said.

"I would like to spend the night with you and Crystal," Sarah said, blushing, "But some time alone with you is something I need," Sarah finished, and I nodded.

"Let's walk and talk; ask me what you want to know!" I said with a grin, exclaiming it a little as we changed direction a little, heading to the restaurant instead.

"What is your Favorite Color?" Sarah asked.

"Black, then Purple if you don't count black as a color," I told her honestly. "A dark purple, though." I clarified.

"Wow, I wasn't expecting purple." Sarah said, "What did you do this summer?" Sarah asked.

"Honestly, Not much," I told her, "I was working out, More working out, and I studied. Like I studied everything, so when we returned to school and had to do assignments, most of them were already done."

"Seriously? Including the first period?" Sarah asked.

"Of course," I told her as we crossed a street, "I wanted more time to work out, and I had no friends. So, I would study for class when I am resting from workouts. Honestly, so far this year, I have studied the least." I was a little annoyed that it was true, but it was.

"Wow, it is hard picturing you studying even though I have seen it so much at school. You were in the library a lot." Sarah told me clearly in thought, not realizing how much she told me with that line. "Do you play games or anything?" Sarah asked.

"I played some Mario Kart with my mom and dad, but other than that. Not really? Maybe solitaire from time to time. Minesweeper sometimes. But I would mostly study. I wanted to set myself up for later in life and like working out a lot. It really soothes me in ways that I cannot explain," I told Sarah as we continued walking. "It allows me to zone out and not think about all the bullying I was receiving; frankly, my Sensei has been helping me a lot with that."

"Sensei?" Sarah asked.

"Yup, my sensei has taught me to fight and discipline myself. How to work out and control my gains. Teaching me how to build the temple of my body you see today. This is a decade in the making." I told her as I flexed my arms and smiled.

Sarah smiled, "Well, your body is quite amazing if I am being honest. You wear weights so often I cannot help but wonder when you started wearing them?" Sarah asked.

"Well, About two years ago?" I said, thinking, "No, three years ago. I noticed I was having a hard time making any more gains, so I talked to my Sensei, who told me to let my body rest a little more.  I didn't like that thought, although he was probably right, so I started to research it, saw some body weights, and got this idea. So that was about it. I started with ten pounds on each limb and moved up from there. It didn't take me long to start sprinting with twenty on each limb, and I noticed that I got faster and more stamina as I did it. Especially when I took them off, I just started increasing the weight when I thought I wasn't making more gains, except when Mrs. Grendier got me those chest weights. Now I am at two hundred and forty pounds when I do my normal sprinting." I bragged a little at the end, and I couldn't help but smile. "It has been a journey, but I have gotten here with hard work and dedication."

"Yeah, you have," Sarah said, "We are here, it seems. Can I still ask questions?" Sarah asked as I noticed we were already at the restaurant.

"Of course," I replied, feeling a little odd, "feels odd a bit because I don't really talk about myself, but I will try for you," I said, making Sarah blush hard, and I smiled.

Reaching Terries, we entered a moment later, and I walked up to the hostess, "hello, table for two, please," I said with a smile, and she nodded.

"This way, please," The hostess said, and I could see that she looked at us, a little skeptical that we could pay. I didn't care, though, as I had the money and could take one of my playmates out for a night. Actually, it was a good question what Sarah meant to me. Crystal was my girlfriend, but Alex was my Sweety. Kyle, my new sissy. Tracy was my Skank, Sarah was my Strawberry, and even Becky was my Cumdump. I never thought about putting our relationship into a definable term.

My thoughts were a little wild as the Hostess sat us in a little private location but still visible to the staff as the place was not super busy, it seemed tonight. There were a couple of other tables, and Sarah happily accepted the menu as I sat down across from her. "We will be with you in just a moment," The hostess said before departing, leaving Sarah and me alone.

"Let's order, then we can continue with the questions," I said with a smile, "Actually, I guess I should ask some questions of my own so it isn't entirely about me. I should get to know my Strawberry some more, too."

Sarah blushed hard and nodded, looking very shy at this moment, and we started to look through the menu. "I think I will go with a steak, potatoes, and burger. I am starving, so two meals is a must, but I think I will also go for a starter Salad," I said and nodded to myself.

"I will just go with a Starter salad and their Fajita platter," Sarah said, and not a moment later, a Waitress showed up with a nametag saying, Jamie.

"Hello, I am Jamie, and I will be your Waitress for the evening. Is there anything I can get started for you?" She asked.

I ordered what I told Sarah I wanted, and she followed up with her order. Jamie smiled, "Anything to drink?" She asked.

"I will take two cups of water," I said, turning to Sarah.

"I need some sugar; you got Orange or apple juice?" Sarah asked.

"orange juice we have," Jamie said.

"Then that, please," Sarah said, closing her menu, and we both handed her our Menus.

The waitress moved out with our orders in hand, and I leaned back and smiled, "So I guess it is my turn to ask you questions, Strawberry," I said with a grin, "My question, your Question?" I asked. Sarah nodded, and I grinned, and I decided I would ask her the same thing.

"What is your Favorite color?" I asked.

"Blue," Sarah replied, "I love the clear blue sky." Then it was Sarah's turn, and I could see her thinking, "I know this question is weird, but I cannot help but ask. What is your GPA?"

"I have a long list of perfects with a nice Four point Oh GPA," I replied with a smile, "I am not smart; I just studied a lot." I took a moment and smiled, "So, what is your favorite hobby other than volleyball?" I asked.

Sarah blushed and seemed shy, "I actually have a small one that I have been doing for my church for years," Sarah seemed to blush harder, "I like making Candles of various types in my free time. I don't do it a lot, but I donate most of my candles to the Church when I am done."

I looked at Sarah, surprised, and nodded. I did not expect that, and I was kind of blown away that I didn't know that. "That is very interesting," I replied honestly.

Sarah blushed hard, "My- My question," Sarah stammered, trying to change the subject, and something told me that no one but myself and her family knew about that hobby. Well, outside of her church as well. "W- What are your plans for after school?" Sarah asked, and that was a serious question.

"Honestly," I replied, thinking, "I am unsure; I want to get into sports and hopefully become an Olympian," I told her my Aspiration honestly, "I only learned that I was fucked over when I was a kid recently. So now I am working on getting into the sports I love as quickly as possible and learning. It took some time, though," I told Sarah, "but for now?" I shrugged, "I don't know."

Sarah nodded, "Not even what school you want to go to?" Sarah asked.

"Don't know," I told her honestly, "I will let you know when I do, though," I said, my smile soft.

"Okay," Sarah replied.

Without us knowing, The waitress came out with our salads and drinks, and we both didn't seem to realize how hungry we were. We both started in on our salads, hard devouring them quickly. I chugged a glass of water, and Sarah joined me. The waitress came back to refill our drinks, and we ate in silence as we were both starving after Volleyball practice.

When we finished our salads, the conversation came back, and It was my question, "So what do you want to do?" I asked, "Like after high school?"

"I want to do something in sports," Sarah said, "I know I am not good enough to be a pro. I am good at coordination, but I am not like Alex. Alex is really good, and from how fast I see you working, I realize I am not as good as you. I am better than you right now in volleyball; I know it. But your improvement in weeks easily took me years to reach. But I have been talking to Mrs. Grendier, and she thinks I am good as a coach and formations. A planner from the side and information evaluator. So maybe I will go down that route." Sarah said, "That is an aspiration, though, for now, I have been scouted, and I will be going to a university for Volleyball," Sarah finished with a smile.

"Nice!" I replied, genuinely happy for her when the meal came out, and we both started to devour more food and destroy the plates of food in front of us. Sarah blushed a little, but we were hungry and needed the food. I finished both cups of water that were in front of me and the steak before the waitress came back to pour more water for us. I was ravenous, and I continued to eat and finished the burger before I even knew it; Sarah finished when I was working on the potatoes.

"Wow, you were really hungry," Sarah commented.

"Yeah," I replied, "I have a lot of muscle, and if I don't get the right amount of calories, carbohydrates, and proteins, I will lose my gains or stagnate."

"Well, It is my question," Sarah said, and I could see her face get serious, "What do you think of me, Mistress?" Sarah asked, and I looked at her seriously as I took my last mouthful of potatoes in my mouth.

I chewed and swallowed slowly, and I looked at her, and I couldn't help but ask a question instead, "Are you sure you want to know the answer to this question?" I asked, "You might not like the answer, or you might love it. But either way, there is no going back because I will tell you the honest truth like I promised, Strawberry." I told her dead seriously.

Strawberry blushed for a moment, then paled a moment later before taking a deep breath, "Yes," Strawberry said, "I want to know."

"Okay," I said, taking a fry, munching on it, thinking for a moment, and taking a breath. "You're my Strawberry. You are my cute little blushing beauty who showed me I could get back into sports. It helped me pick a sport I enjoy, and even if there are other sports  I might be more suited toward, I do not regret that decision. I think you are cute, and you are my Strawberry. I want to get to know you more, but that is also in flux with others who I enjoy the company of. If I were to tell you what I think our relationship should be defined, then I would tell you that I do not know. You are my Strawberry, and honestly, I would like to keep it that way." I paused and took a deep breath as Strawberry looked at me surprised. "maybe it might develop more. We might even get closer in the future, Strawberry, maybe we will grow apart or even grow apart in university. I don't know, but I do know that I enjoy being around you and getting to know you in the present. That is about what I can say. That is what I think of you, Strawberry; that is the most honest truth I can tell you," I told solidly.

My voice was full of conviction, and Sarah started to tear up, and she nodded and wiped at her tears. "Tha-"

"Is everything okay?" Jamie suddenly asked, taking us both out of the moment.

Before me laid two plates that were cleanly devoured with the exception of a couple of fries and an awkward interruption of our conversation that annoyed me greatly. "check, please, I will pay on my debit," I said, moving and grabbing my wallet out of my backpack. Jamie nodded and left us alone once again.

The Atmosphere was so awkward now, and I wasn't sure what Sarah would say, but now she was blushing. "M- Mist-" Sarah was about to say something, and she was blushing hard but cut herself off. She looked away, "Okay, Angela, I appreciate and understand your honesty. Thank you for not lying."

It was an odd phrasing, and I raised my hand and stroked her cheek across the table. "Look at me, Strawberry," I ordered her, and she turned slowly to look at me. I could see the tears in her eyes, and I couldn't help but ask, "It is my turn to ask a question," I told her, and Sarah looked flummoxed. "What do you think of me, Strawberry? No lies." I finished my voice ordering her to answer.

"Here is your Check," Jamie said, and I turned to her and glared.

"You know you have really bad timing," I half snapped, holding out my hand and giving her my card. She swiped it in the machine, and I inputted my pin before giving her a low tip because of her bad timing, and I stood up. "Come on, let's talk on the way back," I told Sarah, annoyed by the server.

The Waitress looked at the machine, surprised, and I realized why she was on my case. She did not expect me to be able to pay for the meal myself. I didn't know why she thought that, but I took Sarah's hand, held it on the way out, and looked at her in the eye as we exited.

"Now, tell me, Sarah, What do you think of me," I ordered.

Sarah blushed hard, and I could tell she wanted to look away. I could see it was difficult for her to say, and I pulled her into a quieter place and waited. I waited, and Sarah seemed to have trouble, and she started to tear up.

"I like you, I love you, and I do not know why," Sarah suddenly blurted, "You are so honest with me. My mom and dad lie to each other even though it is a sin, but by God's standards, you live a life of sin but follow his teachings more than my parents!" Sarah suddenly shouted, much to my surprise. "I love when you fuck me, and I love every moment that we spend together, but it hurts when I know you with others. But for some reason, I do not know why, I am not jealous; I just wish I was also with you at the time you do it with them. I want to be around you more, and I want to be your girlfriend. Not just your Strawberry and I don't want us to grow apart. I want to be a part of your life, but I barely know you. We barely interact with each other outside of sex. It is always sex and DAMNIT!" Sarah cried out, "I love the sex so much even though it is a sin!" She cried out.

I was surprised at the outburst, but I realized already what was going on. "So don't grow apart from me," I told her, "Don't leave me and be around me when you can. I know I am busy, and I know I am flirtatious, and I will never be monogamous, But that is my reality; I will not cover it up, Sarah. I will not be someone I am not; you need to tell me if that is a problem."

"IT ISN'T!" Sarah cried, "Sorry," Sarah stopped suddenly, took a deep breath, and looked at me with tears now streaming down her eyes, "I want to make this work, and I even enjoy the threesomes; I enjoy it all; it sometimes catches up to me emotionally as I want more. Am I greedy?" Sarah asked, flipping hard on me.

I felt whiplash at how hard she just switched, and I took a deep breath and wondered if this was more of a problem with her religion. I would have to see, and I closed the distance to her as she backed up a little. "Sarah, Strawberry," I said softly, wrapping my arms around her. "You can be greedy," I told her, "I am not perfect, I am not a good person either if you ask me, and I am greedy. If you don't mind me being greedy, I will never mind you being greedy, Okay?" I said, hugging her, and I felt her nestle into the nook of my neck and breathe deeply.

"Sorry," I heard her say, "I didn't want to get emotional like this, but your words," Sarah paused, "they were so natural and sounded so real from you it melted my heart. It was like anything was possible, even if that possibility was no future. You told me what it was without a single shred of a lie, and I love that honesty. C- Can we go?" Sarah suddenly asked, "I am worried that the Waitress will come interrupt before we can talk, and I honestly would love to cuddle with you tonight. I already told my parents I am sleeping over at a friend's house."

I couldn't help but chuckle and agree, and I wrapped and threaded my fingers through Sarah's, "Let's go back and enjoy ourselves and cuddle," I said with a smile and leaned down and kissed her.

Something told me, though, that this conversation would be the first of many with Sarah. I knew she was at odds with her beliefs being with me, and I could feel her need and desire to stay with me. I appreciated her dedication and her need. But I wasn't sure if Sarah could handle it, and I was a little worried. I could see the conflict with herself and worried for her. I hoped that she would reach out to me more instead of her church.

I realized as we walked, my fingers intertwined in hers as she laid her head on my shoulder as we walked back, that I was worried. I was really worried about Sarah the more I thought about it. Maybe those weekly meetings so she could get closer to Alex, Tracy, and Kyle. Maybe that might help and let her know me more and get closer to others I also enjoy the company of. Maybe make friendships all around; that would be nice.

Silence reigned as we walked back, and we cuddled, walking to Crystal's house. My mind was racing, hoping to come up with a solution to Sarah.