Life of a Dominant Futanari Alternative Chapter 2: Onto the Plane

The Taxi quickly pulled up to the departure doors, and my mother opened the door instantly. "Let's go," My Mother said as she hopped out. I opened my door and followed the Taxi driver to the back to help us out; I barely paid attention as I grabbed my things. It took only a minute before we walked into the airport. We walked toward the luggage lines, and I rubbed my eyes. I knew I would fall asleep on the plane, but it didn't make the sleepiness any less hard to deal with.

I yawned and followed my mother as we reached someone with Westjet above their heads. My mother handed the tickets and talked with the woman at the counter. Soon I was told to put my luggage in the line and followed suit. "So you will have Carry-on?" The woman asked, and my mother and I nodded.

I was barely paying attention as I yawned again. It seemed the early wake-up call was hitting me harder than usual. Just a couple of hours before, I was a foot deep inside Crystal, and now I was here yawning my head off. I couldn't contain it, and I yawned another time, making the receptionist yawn.

"If you can help it, please stop yawning; it's contagious," The woman said with a chuckle afterward, and I joined her before yawning again.

My mother seemed too riled up about whatever my father did or said to join in on the light, polite joke. The woman noticed my mother's demeanor and returned to work. Soon she weighed our luggage and wished us a nice vacation. I sighed and followed my mother with another yawn as I moved behind her. Soon we were going through security, and I had my first glimpse of the tickets when they scanned them. Unfortunately, I only noticed that our plane shouldn't arrive for another hour.

I winced; that meant we barely had enough time to go through security. Luckily it seemed that the lines were not that bad, and only fifty or so people were in front of us. I put my backpack on the conveyor belt and yawned once again once we reached the search part of everything. I noticed as I continued to yawn that it was spreading to some security people. I moved through the x-ray and watched while yawning more till my mother turned to me. "You know you can slow down your yawning." She commented.

I gave my mother a dead stare, "Mom," I said, my voice drawn out as we waited in line for our bags, "I am tired, and I cannot stop." I finished bluntly, unable to try to soothe her now. I was just too tired, and sleep was very much needed.

It took another couple of minutes before our carry-ons were through the security checkpoint, and I wasn't manhandled, to my surprise. Honestly, I wouldn't mind it at this moment as it would give me something to fuel adrenaline to be pissed off. Plus, if a woman found the large 'piece' I was carrying, I wondered if they would be impressed.

I chuckled at the thought, and my mother turned to me with a raised eyebrow. "What's so funny?" My mother asked, and I grinned.

"I was thinking what their reaction would be if I got patted down," I replied, and my mother's eyes widened.

Then for the first time, she started chuckling as she thought of their reaction. I could hear the mirth in her chuckles as they turned to laughter as we waited in line, and my mother's laughter started to annoy others. My mother smiled at me for the first time just as we finished the checkpoint. "I wonder who would react better, a male or a female?" My mother asked.

"Depends too much," I told her, "Now we have one more checkpoint, and you need to tell me where we are going, mother," I told said harshly, "I need to make at least one call with the destination in mind before we go."

My mother was still smiling at the thought of what would happen if a male or female agent found my large package. "Fine, you will need to know for questions anyways." My mother said, "We are headed to the Dominican Republic to an Adults only all-inclusive resort. It's called the Secrets Resort and Spa. Great place for both of us to relax. All-inclusive with unlimited alcohol and six restaurants. A large beach, a lazy river, and many optional activities on-site, including a nightclub that locals can visit. I plan to party it up and relax with my daughter, whom I haven't seen in the last couple of weeks. The room is a luxury suite with only a King size bed, so we will be sleeping on the same bed. But that shouldn't be a problem since the bed is quite large."

My mother finished with a smile, and I felt impressed slightly, and I nodded, "It sounds nice, but I don't know why it took you till the last checkpoint to tell me finally." I replied.

"Well, I didn't want you to tell your father, and I thought it would be a nice surprise," My mother said. But I also know that the week back from this trip would be hell.

"It is," I told her, "But I will also be behind on classes, and I was about to be a part of my first pick-up match for volleyball with another school's team." I paused, seeing my mother wince, "I was looking forward to it, and I will be missing out on the experience and things involved with that." I sighed, and I shook my head. "Oh well," I said, "too late to change anything now, and we are at the last checkpoint, hopefully."

Just as I finished talking, the person in front of us headed forward. A nonsense talk that was unneeded, in my opinion, about random things. I barely paid attention, and my mother talked for me, and the man allowed it since it was my mother. I yawned again, proving to him that I was incredibly tired while my mother did the talking.

Soon we were through and moving toward the actual gates where we could board the plane. I looked at a clock and realized that we had made it through the security checkpoints in less than an hour, and I was impressed. That was a good time frame to make it through security, in my opinion.

I sighed as we walked down together with some others, reaching our terminal quickly. When we arrived, I saw a flight attendant and looked her up and down. She was a blonde woman with modest breasts but curves that perfectly suited her. I quickly noticed a brown woman with black hair and more modest curves standing with her. They both wore a Black jacket with black dress pants that made them look good. Under was a buttoned-up white shirt, and I gulped as my mother showed them our tickets.

"Ah, you are just on time," The blonde said with a bright smile, "We will start boarding very soon. You can take your carry-ons and board now," She said and pointed out the hallway to our plane.

I was quickly glad I never said anything as I saw the line-up as I had thought we were somehow first in line. I silently followed my mother into the hallway and into line, but my mind wandered in its sleepy state. I wondered if I could get that blonde to join me in the bathroom for some time. I wonder if she had a break that I could break her in during. My cock hardened a little while my mind wandered on joining the mile-high club even as I blindly followed my mother onto the plane.

I shook my head as soon as we boarded and found myself with a half-hard cock that would become an issue if someone wanted to make it one. I put my mind instead now on following my mother to our seats.

Suddenly we stopped, and my mother pointed at the spot near me with an aisle seat, "There wasn't two seat side by side, so I will be a couple of rows down. You are here." She said again, pointing at the seat, "I will see you later," My mother finished moving deeper down the plane. I sighed and wished I had bought the tickets or maybe upgraded them. I wondered if they had a first-class section?

Instead, I reached up and put my bag away with a yawn before sitting down. I yawned and zoned out as people passed. It took some time before an elderly woman tapped my shoulder and pointed at the window seat, "Excuse me, Sweety," The woman said, reminding me of Alex when she called me by the nickname I gave her, "Can my daughter and I sit please?" She asked respectfully.

I stood yawning and nodded, getting out of the way. The elderly woman moved toward the window seat and next came to a white woman in her mid-thirties at most following her in. She was a white woman with long brunette hair down to her shoulders. It was curly and clearly recently styled. I could see that she was dressed to impress while I was barely awake. Her white blouse barely hid the black bra under which carried at least D-cup breasts. Her ass was a nice curve that I wouldn't mind inspecting myself since they were hidden under black pants that were slightly tighter than should be comfortable.

As she passed me, I smelled the faint smell of roses, like she was looking to impress someone. I could see the disappointment on her face when she looked at me, and I wondered if she was looking to impress a man. I didn't know, but I barely cared at this moment as I watched her sit next to where I would sit.

I sat down afterward and pulled out my phone. This was the last chance I would get to call Samantha before the plane took off. I was just looking for her contact number when I got a call from Samantha.

"What is the emergency?" I heard first, and I knew this would be a conversation I wouldn't enjoy.

"My mother is experiencing some issues and is taking me on vacation without asking me," I replied.

"THAT IS NOT AN EMERGENCY!" Samantha almost screamed into my ear.

I took a deep audible breath while I heard Samantha do the same. "Samantha, I know," I began, "If it weren't for the fact that I was more or less forced and needed to help my mother out, I wouldn't be going on this trip. I have a Volleyball match, and I was very much looking forward to Tuesday, if I am not going to lie. That sounded like I was going to enjoy myself a lot. Now I cannot, and I called you to tell you that I am going to a Secrets resort in the Dominican Republic so that I can reschedule Tuesday's thing and hell." I grinned, "Maybe another on Thursday since I shouldn't be too busy. That is if you can schedule things that way."

I could almost hear Samantha thinking on the other side of the phone at this moment. "Look, Samantha," I began again, "I don't have much time, and I barely brought myself. I have nothing on me either, so you will also have to send a package with the things I need, and I don't have a room number at this moment. The plane will take off soon, and I won't be reachable till I am at the resort."

I heard a sigh on the other end, "FINE!" I heard her exclaim, "Your right; you should have more time while over there, and I will look into some requesters and see if they can fly there for your services. They may not like it, and I will take my full commission plus an extra five percent. The twins will be pissed, though, and might cancel altogether."

A small light above me showed the no cell phone signal. "I got to go. I will let you know when I am at the resort. Thanks for dealing with this, Samantha." I quickly hung up before she could respond and put it on airplane mode. I sighed, leaning back in my seat before I noticed the woman beside me giving me a look.

"Missing work?" The woman asked, and I sighed and quickly followed up with a yawn.

"I was torn out of bed with no knowledge of this trip. I quickly packed and had to cancel everything, including two important clients. A family emergency is one of the reasons I can cancel, though, so they will have to put up with it. They are adults; they can deal with it." I replied before yawning again.

I turned my head for a moment and closed my eyes, "Sorry, but I will be sleeping for a bit," I told her and buckled up so I wouldn't be disturbed. My eyes slid shut before I even knew it, and I heard someone say something, but I no longer cared. Sleep overtook me quickly after being ripped from it hours before. I didn't even realize that as I passed out, I sighed a little in relief.