Miss Bonesworth's Miscalculated Mishap (one shot)

Story by Solitarycafe

Just a silly little story with a ridiculous amount of cum and a semi hyper futa. ;;)

Patricia Rosen Bonesworth was extremely serious about her daily routine. Everything she did was done in a meticulous fashion, and nothing was ever done too early or too late. It was in this way that the successful futanari diva could maintain her comfortable lifestyle, and she was as disciplined with her sexuality and career as she was with all other aspects of her life.

She had just stepped out of the shower and had finished strapping her rather girthsome cock to her thigh. Everything was right on schedule, which was particularly excellent, because she had a very important party to attend that evening.

She looked at herself in the mirror and smiled, “Today is the day! Dinner with the duchess of dutchberry; I can hardly believe it!”

She then plugged in her hair dryer and began to dry her hair.

Then, as fate would have it, the hairdryer simply stopped working. Patricia frowned deeply as she flipped the switch several times, “Oh, how bothersome!” Her brows knit as she shook the contraption with irritation.

A moment later, her watch beeped.

The naked futanari diva looked down at her wrist with concern before consulting her reflection. She was a tall, curvaceous woman, with large breasts and wide hips. Her figure appeared even fuller with her long hair frazzled out over her shoulders, and she shook her head, “No,no, this simply won't do!” She silenced her watch and sighed heavily, “I can't go to the salon with my hair undried; all willy nilly and such! I should be able to skip at least one release session… just once,” she murmured as she stared down at her flaccid cock. Even soft, it was easily over a foot long and twice as thick as any normal man's. “You'll behave… won't you dear?”

Of course, her penis did not reply, but it did twitch ever so slightly.

It took Patricia nearly ten minutes to find her back up hair dryer, which threw everything else off for the rest of the day. She had trouble getting a cab, which caused her to be late for the salon, and her usual hairdresser had called off sick, which left her with a girl who has no idea what she was doing.

“There simply isn't any time, darling,” Patricia murmured as she silenced her watch for a third time that day. She was already fifteen minutes late for a meeting with her fashion consultant, and she wasn't about to let one of the most important days of her career be dictated by her oversexed (and overly productive) male member.

As a Bonesworth, Patricia had spent a good portion of her life breaking out of her family's reputation for being sexual deviants, and though she suffered from the same problems (some called it a curse) her sisters did, she made an almost religious practice out of practicing some self restraint.

“Oh Patricia, how wonderful to see you!” Her fashion consultant waved to her enthusiastically as she entered his small shop.

“Jimmy… hello,” Patricia smiled weakly as she stepped into the posh boutique. There were absurd outfits everywhere and sequins aplenty, and every time the singer entered the shop she walked away with at least a thousand dollars in merchandise. Jimmy was the best at what he did, and he always knew exactly what she needed to wear to fit the occasion.

“Why so down?” The fashion consultant asked with concern as he led the into the usual fitting room.

“Oh, I'm a little nervous, I suppose… things don't seem to be going well for me today; I hope it's not an omen.”

“We'll fix that,” the fashion consultant smiled. “I have just the thing for you!”

“You always do!” She laughed expectantly.

“Yes, I have your outfit picked out already, but there's a stunning hat that you simply must wear along with it,” he span excitedly and bent over a cardboard hat box. He flipped the lid off and was about to reach inside when he shrieked, “Ah, scandal! Where has it gone?!”

Patricia frowned deeply, “Where indeed?” She sighed.

“Don't you worry, Patricia, I'm going to get that hat back!” Jimmy raised his finger high into the air, “I think I know who took it; my new assistant, Tammy! I'll call her right now… A

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