[Fiction] Rosie's Story

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this is very loosely based on my actual story which I mention a little here: https://www.getdare.com/bbs/blog.php?b=94207

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Chapter 1: Meet Rosie

Sam was an ordinary kind of soul. He loved football, his girlfriend, his job, his friends. He worked hard and had done well for himself.

But something wasn't right.

Sam decided he needed to do some exercise. He didn't need to lose weight. He had always been extremely skinny. (As his girlfriend teased, he was pure twink.) But he wasn't exact *fit*.

Sam didn't really have the clothes for exercise. He'd never really bothered with it. He'd been average at PE at school, bigger boys would overpower him in physical games but he had done okay at badminton, hockey, swimming and gymnastics. But that was at school. Since leaving, he'd much preferred to spend his days at home watching TV or at the pub with friends. The most exercise he'd done was dancing at nightclubs with his mates.

So Sam logged on to order himself some workout gear. He found a nice male tracksuit that he thought was fine. He didn't really care about clothes. Then something happened. Something he had never expected.

He doesn't know why he did it but he went to the women's section for the first time. He saw a girly tracksuit. And within moments, both were ordered. It had happened so quickly. But Rosie was born. He didn't know it yet but he was going to takeover Sam's life.

For some reason, Sam couldn't control Rosie's visits. He would be busy working away, enjoying life as normal and then the urge would be unstoppable. He'd go to his room, put on the tracksuit and put on a girly workout. The kind titled things like "get an hour glass figure in TEN minutes" and "sexy butt exercises".

He knew what he had to do. He couldn't fight Rosie. He was weak, she had always been weak. She had to let her takeover...

She knew where this would lead... Rosie on all fours... in her lingerie... sucking cock... But how would she get there?

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Chapter 2 - Sam vs Rosie

Any fight between Sam and Rosie was always bound to be shortlived. Sure, Sam has a good job and a great personal life. People like him and he's comfortable. But he's boring. He's boring and weak. He's boring and weak and pathetic.

Rosie though? Rosie's fun. She loves life. She knows how pretty she is, she keeps in good shape, and she LOVE attention from the boys. UGH, the boys. Sam can just about cope with everything else but this is the sticking point for him. He doesn't like boys.

Well, he isn't in charge anymore. Rosie is. Rosie has taken over. She sold our right to cum to girls. She let some random girls that she doesn't even know take control of that. Sam's thing is gross. I guess it is kind of manly but it is mostly pathetic and not pretty at all. Not like Rosie. Denial for atleast 3 days is getting off lightly.

It also means Rosie can train herself. She won't be cumming over any porn of girls anymore. Beautiful girls are just her inspiration. Maybe one of the girls will let her break denial early to cum over a big hunky man. That's what Rosie loves to fantasise about. A big man who buys her cute things to keep her pretty. Handbags, shoes and lingerie. She would get really good at keeping him happy in return. Learning to cook him beautiful dinners, wear the dresses and skirts that keep him most excited and of course learning to pleasure his hard throbbing penis.

And Sam? Who is Sam? Rosie has won.

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Chapter 3 - Dating is so hard

Since taking over, Rosie's routine was pretty standard. Every morning she would wake up and before showering and applying her makeup, she'd make sure she was staying in shape by completing some butt and leg exercises and some heavy cardio. Usually Zumba but always dance. Oh, she loved to dance.

She imagined herself in a club. Surrounded by hot sweaty guys grinding up on her as she shook her stuff in the tiny mini dress she squeezed herself into. Maybe one of them would kiss her, maybe she could suck one of their hard cocks in the toilets.

That's where she hoped her date with Jamie would take her. Jamie is a big guy. The kind of guy who would have intimidated Sam. Who is Sam anyway?

Jamie works out. That's all he does. Jamie could carry Rosie home if she had too many pink gin and lemonades or cosmos. With just one of his arms. Rosie had had dates before but she wanted this one. NEEDED to have her head resting against his chest in his bed, wearing just his shirt and her panties, lipstick smeared and mascara running after he showed her exactly what those big bulging arms could do.

Rosie had spent so long preparing for this. She wants his hard cock inside her so badly.

Rosie looked at herself in the mirror. Her lipstick was well applied. A beautiful glossy red, her face was contoured and the mascara made her lashes look amazing. She had a fierce acrylic pink set of nails. As she was applying the last of her makeup, she took one final look at her figure. She was working hard for this. She was wearing a pink fluffy babydoll and her butt was looking particularly cute today.

She picked out her best minidress and highest heels. She wanted Jamie. She needed to impress. Had he ever been with a girl like her?