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    OMG! Now I'M a Futa! (Book 2 of "The Futa Infection")
    OMG! Now I'M a Futa! (Book 2 of "The Futa Infection")
    OMG! Now I'M a Futa! (Book 2 of "The Futa Infection")
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    OMG! Now I'M a Futa! (Book 2 of "The Futa Infection")

    By Alana Church

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    Danielle couldn't be happier. With her new futa-lover Jackie, her days (and nights) are full of incredible sex. But change is coming. When the Futa Infection strikes her, will her sexy doctor give her good advice? Or will Sandra have to see for herself what sex with a futa is like?

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    I love her so much.

    It was evening, and the sun was down. After their dinner of grilled t-bones, fruit salad, and baked beans, they sat out on the back yard, under the swingset Jackie’s grandfather had put up for her when she was a little girl. A few years ago, she had repurposed it to hold a long wooden porch swing, and now she leaned back, her head resting against Danielle’s chest, the worn cushions soft under her legs.

    “I’ve always wanted to ask,” her lover asked, drawing a finger down her arm. “Why isn’t the porch swing, you know, on the porch?”

    “I like to look at the stars.” In the west, the crescent moon was sinking into the very last hint of sunset, the sky a dark blue. Above, it was inky black, and thousands of stars shone down on them. “And I couldn’t get a good view from the porch. Back here, there’s no lights from the city or the highway. I could just lean back and watch. In a couple of weeks, there’s going to be a meteor shower. The Perseids. You should come out and watch with me. It’s incredible. Every minute or so you get this white streak across the sky. Sometimes they break up, almost like fireworks. And once or twice I’ve actually heard them. They make a hissing sound.”

    Danielle made an agreeable noise, and tightened her arms around her. Jackie sighed happily.

    For years, she had gone without touch, without human comfort of any kind. After her grandparents died, it had only been her and her mother in the big farmhouse. Sandra Sinclair had never forgiven God or her daughter for the cruel trick fate had played on her, and while she made sure her only child was properly fed and clothed, that was where her sense of duty ended. She certainly didn’t give Jaqueline Sinclair any affection, either with her voice or her body. There were no good-bye hugs when she got on the school bus in the morning, no kisses goodnight when she went to bed. Only cold, tight-lipped silence.

    Which made her nights with Danielle even more treasured. The woman bathed her in affection, and she wallowed in it like a cat in the sun. Her arms around her held her snug, and she shifted closer, their legs twining lazily. Even her breath, soft and slow and steady in her ear, was a source of comfort for a woman who had ceased to believe that anyone would love her for who she was.

    But Danielle, it seemed, had something more than simple snuggling on her mind. Her hands began to roam up and down her body, cupping her breasts, and then moving down to her sides. The tiny hairs on her arms stood up as she shivered, beginning to feel the first stirrings of desire deep within her body.

    LanguageEnglish
    PublisherBoruma Publishing, LLC
    Release dateFeb 15, 2019
    ISBN9780463894927
    OMG! Now I'M a Futa! (Book 2 of "The Futa Infection")
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    Alana Church

    Born and raised in Illinois, Alana attended the University of Illinois at Urbana-Champaign, graduating with a degree in Education in 1994. She soon found out that the teaching life was not for her, and after a series of adventures has settled down in the Chicago suburbs, where she works for a telecommunications company.Alana lives alone, surrounded by books, pictures, a pile of story ideas, and a turtle named Pedro.

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      OMG! Now I'M a Futa! (Book 2 of "The Futa Infection") - Alana Church

      OMG! Now I’M A Futa!

      By Alana Church

      Artwork by Moira Nelligar

      Copyright 2019 Alana Church

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      ~~ All characters in this book are over 18. ~~

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      Why is it, Danielle Pearson thought, that Friday afternoons seem to last forever?

      Inside the gray, hulking monolith which was the Hayes Building, a relic to a time when St. Louis had been one of the largest, most dynamic cities in the country, time didn’t simply drag. It hung. No matter how much busywork she did, no matter how many e-mails she answered, no matter how hard she stared at the spreadsheets which represented the financial health of the Second Farmer’s State Bank, the clocks seemed permanently stopped at 3:37 in the afternoon. Outside, the August sun was baking the pavement, ready to fry anyone who ventured outdoors to a crisp. But she would happily trade all the air-conditioning in the world for the chance to skip out of work an hour early, leaving the Treasury Department in general, and the section of it in charge of examining banks in particular, in her rear-view mirror.

      Especially when she stopped to consider what she had waiting for her.

      Hey, there, Danielle.

      Alan. She smiled nervously up at her boss. Alan Cooke was a lifetime bureaucrat. Nearing fifty, with a vague, hopeless look in his eyes after over twenty years in government service, he was kept from obesity only by a two-month-long diet that occurred every winter, which turned him into a snapping, short-tempered mess. His thinning brown hair was combed away from his high forehead, and he looked as eager for a distraction as she was. Doing anything fun this weekend?

      Nah. He took a sip from his coffee mug, which seemed to follow him everywhere. Going to go home, throw some burgers on the grill, watch the ballgame, maybe do some reading. Looks like the Cardinals might actually make the playoffs. I’m so glad they fired the manager last year. That guy was an idiot.

      She smiled encouragingly. Everyone in St. Louis, male or female, was mad for baseball. Which was hardly surprising, as it was the only sports franchise in town that had any history of success.

      How about you?

      Me? She smiled in anticipation. I’m going to be driving down to Red Bud, over on the Illinois side. I’m spending the weekend with my girlfriend.

      Oh. Alan blinked, and Danielle caught her breath. In her eagerness to share her good news, she hadn’t considered how he might react. Federal guidelines said she couldn’t be fired for her sexual preference, but still. There were other ways of easing someone out who the boss felt didn’t belong. And proving it was because she was a lesbian would be almost impossible.

      A smile flickered across Alan’s features. Things sure have changed since I was a teenager, he said, leaning against the wall of her cubicle. "I grew up across the river, too. Not too far away, in fact. I knew gay people existed, of course. But I don’t think there was a single person in my high school who was out. Heck, even interracial dating was considered strange.

      "And now, at the last holiday party, I was at a table with five other couples. And only two of them would have been considered ‘traditional’ by my parents. There was an interracial couple, a woman with her girlfriend, and a guy

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