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Short/Preview - Wrong Place, Wrong Time: Carli Path
🕑 Added 2018-07-20 13:58:36 +0000 UTC Another sneak peak and WIP of the story I'm hoping to put up next week. This one involves a scenario inspired (sort of) by one of you guys' suggestions. This path stars Lily-Rae's little sister Carli.This one might be tweaked a fair bit before I post it on chyoa, not sure yet. I think my preference is to have Carli be seriously hung, like as big as Elsie or even Penny, but I might change my mind on that. I might make her average, which would be small for her family. I'm trying to save my petite futa stuff for when I get back to the Nita/Happy storyline of Mistaken Identity.
There will be a poll coming up soon for you guys to decide what the first sex scene in this path is going to be. Hope you enjoy.
Wrong Place, Wrong Time: Carli Fox
Introduction:
Carli Fox. Sweet, sprightly, earnest, yet sexually frustrated high school student.
Carli is a peach of a young futa. She is slender built with perky little b cup titties and a cute bubble butt. Though not in any organized sport she stays in top shape thanks to her parent's garage crossfit gym. She has short cut pink hair and emerald green eyes.
(Pic of Carli)
Like the other blood related women of her family Carli is a futanari. Along with all of her womanly parts she also packs a set of male genitalia as well. As was the way in her family she kept her uniqueness hidden from the rest of the world. She didn't mind so much as there were few boys in her high school that genuinely interested the quirky and vivacious young woman. Lately however she was starting to get lonely. She had enough friends but her two closest and dearest, her older sister Lily-Rae and her cousin Charlie, had both moved away to the States.
What really was starting to get to her though...she was horny. Like...really horny. It had always been intense but until recently her hands and toys had been enough. Recently she felt like she was missing out on something. It didn't help that when she talked to her sister she heard about all the amazing sex she was getting. Lily, who preferred women, was making a living as a clandestine neighborhood gigolo and was currently making good money and drowning in desperate housewife pussy. Even more surprisingly her cousin, shy and introverted little Charlie who hid her secret by living life as a boy, had found a smoking hot soccer player boyfriend quickly after starting university. Carli couldn't wait to get to post-secondary studies to meet some more mature and interesting boys. Or perhaps a girl, she was willing to give it a try. One way or another she swore she would open up once there.
But her desires were building. How much longer could she last before succumbing to temptation?
Babysitter Mix-up:
Carli was kicking back watching some Netflix. Her homework lay spread out in front of her on the coffee table but she was taking a break. She glanced at the clock. It was just after 1 am. The kids were sound asleep and she was expecting Mr and Mrs Roberts to be home shortly.
She looks over at the various family pictures that hung in a cluster on the wall opposite the large window looking out over their backyard. Carli smiled. What a perfect couple. Good looking, successful, rich. Mr Roberts was tall and dashing. Slender at the waist but with wide shoulders, he quite obviously worked out. His black hair had just a hint of grey along the temples that gave him a worldly sophisticated look. Carli wished there was a boy or two at her school that looked like Mr Roberts. And Mrs Roberts, a beautiful buxom blonde. She was a little thicker around the middle now than in her wedding picture, but that only seemed to enhance her thick womanly curves. And facially she was even more attractive now. She was a woman whom had grown into her good looks. Carli didn't know for sure but she guessed that Mr Roberts was in his mid forties and Mrs Roberts in her late thirties. And the kids of course were adorable. What a perfect family.
This wasn't how she had been planning to spend her Friday night but the Roberts' other usual babysitter, Denise, had cancelled at the last minute. Mr Roberts had called Carli up and begged her to sit for them. Insisting the kids would only accept her or Denise without putting up a huge stink. Finally, after he had offered her double her normal rate, Carli agreed. She could use the extra money and she didn't have any concrete plans anyways.
She was just closing up her books after deciding she wouldn't get anymore of it done tonight when she heard the car pull into the driveway. She notices the car came in fast, the brakes actually screeching as it came to a stop. The Roberts' usually got a cab home when they went out. She was already wondering if something was wrong when all doubts were erased by the volume and tenor of their raised voices.
Wifey is Pissed:
As Mrs Roberts storms into the living room Carli can tell things weren't right. Her husband was chasing after her, reaching for her arm to try and slow her down.
"Baby...baby come on baby." He was saying.
"Don't you fucking baby me!" She snarls at him and rips her arm from his grasp. Turning back her eyes were laser focused on the stunned young babysitter.
Carli gulps. "Um...hi Mr and Mrs Roberts. Did...you have a good night?" She says with a hopeful smile.
Mrs Roberts eyes narrow in pure rage and hatred. "You...little...fucking...SLUT!"
Carli's eyes go wide as she gasps. "Mrs Roberts!"
Mr Roberts, who at this point had very apologetic and guilty look on this face, tries to calm his infuriated wife. "Debby, calm down baby. Leave Carli alone, she's got nothing to do with this."
"The hell she doesn't!" She bellows. "You little hussy. You little home wrecker."
Carli was starting to clue in to what this was about. She stands and holds her hands out in innocence. "I-I never...we never..."
"Shut your whore mouth!" Mrs Roberts growls. "I saw the texts...slut. Tried to be all anonymous, but you fucked up. You mentioned you'd be babysitting tonight you dumb bitch!"
Carli shifts her eyes to Mr Roberts, the obvious guilt on his face told a story. Carli puts two and two together. It was supposed to be Denise sitting tonight. Holy shit...Mr Roberts and Denise! She hated to admit it in that moment, but as she looked at the handsome Mr Roberts she was a bit jealous of the other sitter. Not that he'd have anything to do with her. Oh how she wished she was a normal girl.
Mrs Roberts catches the look Carli was giving her husband and completely misreads it.
"You...little...slut!" She hisses once more.
A Kiss and a Big Surprise:
Her rage was just as palpable, but Mrs Roberts takes a sudden change of posture and expression. The woman crossed her arms and shifted her weight to one leg, her wide hips tilting to that direction. Carli could see Mrs Roberts was up to something.
This only worried Carli more. She wondered if she might have to physically defend herself. "I-I should really get going...my parents..."
With two bold steps Mrs Roberts walks right up on the frightened teen. "Oh, you're not going anywhere. I want to see why you're so god damned special. I want to see what this son of a bitch is willing to throw his marriage away for."
Carli tries to back away but the sofa was directly behind her heels. Leaning back she says. "I don't know what you are talking about."
Mr Roberts tries again. "Debby baby. Leave Carli alone. I told you baby, those texts must have been sent to the wrong guy. I didn't even know about them."
Carli looks at Mr Roberts in disbelief. Jesus Christ he was a lousy liar! Why didn't he just say it was Denise? The idiot was trying to peddle a line that had no hope of being believed.
Deborah leans ins, an even smile now on her face. "I hear you kiss real nice. I hear you like how he goes down on you. I even saw the picture...that little whore muff of yours shaved in that cute heart shape. Isn't that just precious."
"M-M-Mrs Roberts! I'm going home!" Carli bristles.
She tries to push past the woman but is shoved back. She could probably overpower Mrs Roberts but, much like her sister and cousin, Carli was a gentle soul.
She looks to Mr Roberts. "Help me!" He hesitantly approaches.
Mrs Roberts only laughs. "Oh, your knight in shining armor isn't going to lay a fucking finger on me." Her words stop her husband dead in his tracks. "Ya see sweetheart, we got this pre-nup thing." Her laughter was that of a scorned woman out for revenge. "Didn't you know? The money is mine. The house is mine. Did he tell you all this was his? Pfft. My Dad is his boss. I got him by the BALLS sweet cheeks. And...if he EVER wants to see his fucking kids again after the divorce...he he he...no, he isn't going to do a god damned thing."
"Debby, baby." He says quietly.
"Don't you fucking baby me." She claps a hand down on Carli's shoulder and takes a step to the side, holding her sitter in place. "Come on stud." She waves her husband over. "Come on, I want to see what makes her so fucking special. Kiss her, kiss your little mistress."
"Debby..."
"I swear to god Liam. If you don't kiss this girl right fucking now we are done!" Her voice suddenly gets silky smooth and overly friendly. "Come on, just a kiss...then we'll talk." She turns to Carli. "Come on home wrecker, let's see those sugary lips. Who knows, maybe he'll even let you...suck is big cock. You'd like that wouldn't you."
Carli blushes deeply. She actually very much WOULD like that. She was desperate to try sex. She was so horny all the time it was starting to drive her around the bend. Lately she had actually started to wonder how the other women of her family went without for so long. Hell, before Lily left she was starting to get some really inappropriate thoughts.
In a small voice she says. "Just...let me go."
Mr Roberts had already approached her however. He stood within her personal space, she could smell his incredibly evocative cologne. Slowly she looks up into his dark eyes. His rugged handsome face looked back at her. He says in a low voice. "Sorry Carli."
For Carli it was as if Deborah, the house, the kids...everything, simply melted away. Leaning down Liam takes Carli around the shoulders and lays a soft lip to lip kiss on the swooning girl. He didn't use tongue. In fact, for Liam, it was a pretty passionless action. To Carli...it was heaven. She lets out a happy little sigh despite the drama she found herself in the center of. As they part she looks up at the tall handsome man...and she smiles. Her bright green eyes twinkling with delight.
Liam looks concerned. He wasn't expecting Carli to have that response. While he was concerned...he was also more than a little turned on. Fuck...he'd been boning the wrong sitter! He just assumed a girl as pretty as Carli would have a host of suitors her age. That she'd be immune to his masculine charms. The look in her eyes told him this wasn't the case.
Of course to Deborah Carli's reaction was icing on the shit cake proving her husband's guilt. Now to finish it off with the cherry on top. Time to see the little heart.
"Fucking....SLUT!" Debby barks. As she says the second word she grabs the waistband of the girl's long dress, panties included, and WRENCHES them down to the floor! She begins to speak before she even processes what she was seeing.
"AH HA! I KNEW IT!" She points an accusing finger right at...
...right at...
A big fucking cock!
Carli cries, Debby feels awful, Liam is baffled:
"AHHHH!" Carli shrieks as she reflexively covers her shame.
Debby looks at her husband in stunned disbelief. She could see Liam was just as shocked as she was. It then dawns on her...this was NOT the crotch of whoever sent her husband those texts. In this moment of surprise she begins to doubt everything. She was so SURE, so damned sure. But...the texts said the person would be babysitting tonight...and... Oh god, her husband must have been right. Those must have been sent to the wrong number.
Deborah brings a hand to her mouth. "Oh my god! Oh my god!" All of her rage from a moment ago had evaporated in the blink of an eye.
Carli sits back on the couch and turns from the stunned couple. Tears forming in her eyes she wails. "How dare you! That...that was a secret! That was...my secret." She begins to cry.
Debby sits down beside the teen and tries to take her by the shoulders. Carli pulls away from her, her sobbing getting louder.
Debby was beside herself with regret. "Oh my god. I am so sorry Carli. Oh Jesus. I can't...oh god. I am so sorry."
Liam simply stood, his mind still reeling with what he'd just seen. The only thing running through his mind was...what the fuck???
With a gentle patient touch Deborah rests her hands on Carli's back. "Sweetie, oh Carli. Please believe me, I didn't...I was so sure. I was so sure. I am so so so so sorry sweetie."
Through sniffling tears she looks back over her shoulder with wide hurt eyes. "This...was my secret. You had no right."
Debby strokes her back. "I know. I know sweetie. This is all my fault. I should have believed Liam." She continues stroking her and talking in a soothing tone. "We won't say anything. I swear to God Carli. We won't say a word." She looks up at her husband. "Will we Liam?"
He finally snaps back to reality. "Uh...no. No of course not. Your secret is safe with us...Carli." In his mind he was wondering, 'Or is it Carl?' What he was seeing just didn't make sense. Carli was quite obviously not a man. And if she was a tranny...she was the best fucking tranny he'd ever seen! She was a stunning young woman, he never in a million years would have guessed what was hiding under that dress.
Carli still hadn't pulled her dress up, she was covering herself with her leg and hands. With a trembling lip she begins to gradually settle down. "Please, you can't say anything. Not to anyone. Please. It's a secret."
"Honey, we swear." Deborah says. "God...oh god Carli. How can I make this up to you. God I feel like such a fool." She looks at the girl with an open and honest look. "Can you ever forgive me?"
Carli was a sweet girl, she couldn't hold a grudge if she tried. She nods. "I...forgive you. I understand...you were angry." She takes a deep breath and a hard swallow. "But...you had no right."
"I know, god I know. Again, I apologize from the bottom of my heart." Debby looks to Liam. Despite the apologies both Liam and Debby were bursting with curiosity. She turns back to the beautiful teen. "So...who else...knows?"
"Just my family." Carli says.
"What about your friends? Do you tell the boys you go out on dates with?" Debby asks.
"Um, no. My best friends are my cousin and my sister. They know of course." She doesn't say that they were the same as her, no point in giving everyone's secret away. She then adds with decreasing reluctance. "And...um...I don't go out on dates. I'm...uh...I think I'm going to wait until college. When I find the right man. A man...that might like me just the way I am."
Despite how this had come about, it actually felt nice to be able to open up to someone new. Carli gives the couple a sweet smile and looks down bashfully. Liam was licking his lips. God damn this pink haired girl was a cutie! He had to keep reminding himself what was down below.
Deborah pats her back. "You'll find one, don't you worry." She felt for the poor kid. She wasn't going out with boys and doing the whole high school dating thing, that had been some of the best fun of Debby's life.
Carli Flips the Script:
Carli was sweet. Carli was a good girl. But Carli was smart and Carli was horny as hell. Her sister Lily-Rae lost her cherry to a married couple and it turned out great, why not her too? She knew she had the advantage on the guilt ridden Deborah. And it wasn't hard to notice the way Mr Roberts kept glancing down at her tits and her bare legs. Carli was starting to look at the Roberts in a whole new light, and she liked what she saw.
Carli says in a soft high voice. "Um...I...I'd like to go on dates. But, um, my secret...it keeps me in, ya know."
Deborah smiles and gives the girl a quick hug from behind. "Oh sweetheart, in this day and age you don't have to keep that secret. You should go on dates. Just make sure you let the boy, or girl, know about your...uniqueness before anything gets too far. I am sure you would find plenty of people interested. You are such a pretty girl."
Carli blushes. "You think so?"
Debby laughs. "I know so! You are a peach."
"Not pretty like you Mrs Roberts." Carli says with a precious fragility. "You are soooo beautiful."
It was Debby's turn to get a little flustered. "Oh stop. What a sweet girl. No, you really are pretty. So pretty. Tell her Liam."
He nods in agreement with his wife, he says genuinely. "You are very beautiful Carli." He then laughs. "You must have to keep the boys off with a stick! I can't believe you're not dating!"
Carli's blush deepens. "Thank you Mr Roberts."
"Hey, call me Liam." He winks.
The girl giggles. "Okay...Liam." She she bats her eyes suggestively then turns. "Can I call you Deborah?"
The woman nods. "Of course." All three were beginning to relax now, the unpleasantness from before was quickly fading away.
Debby reaches out and takes her husband's hand. "Hey, I owe you an apology as well. Sorry I didn't believe you honey. I acted like such a fool tonight. Gah! The things I said. I am so sorry Liam."
He grins, he couldn't believe his luck.
Carli doesn't mention that it was originally supposed to be Denise sitting for them that night and that it was almost certainly Denise's heart shaped pubes in that picture. There was no need to spoil the good mood that had been growing between them just now.
As the couple continue to stare at one another Carli clears her throat. "Um...I'm...I'm glad I can finally talk to someone. It's hard not talking to anyone."
Debby sits back on the couch. "I bet it is. It must be terrible holding such a secret so tight. If you ever want to talk about anything, anything at all, Liam and I are here for you Carli. Really."
Carli nods. She sits back properly onto the couch as well, coming to sit directly beside Debby. She surprises both of them by not pulling up her dress and underwear, she simply continues to hold her hands over her package. Despite trying not to look Debby can't help a quick glance. Jesus, the kid was having trouble covering herself even with both hands. Carli was hung!
Liam catches his wife's lightning quick glance. He didn't entirely disapprove of this. Ideas were taking shape in his mind though he dared not speak them.
Carli looks back and forth between them. The beautiful Deborah, the handsome Liam...Carli was getting ideas as well.
"Can I ask you guys a question?" She says in her sweet innocent way.
"Of course." Liam says as he takes a seat on a reclining chair off to the opposite side as his wife.
Carli smiles and asks with the utmost earnestness. "What is sex like?"
Deb and Liam's eyes glance across at each other in surprise. This was a question they hadn't been expecting for many years to come, when their own children got old enough to ask.
Debby glances once more downward then back up to Carli's wide eyed face. "Erm, you mean...sex with a woman? Since you have a, um, a penis."
Carli shakes her head. "Oh, I have both. My coochie is under my...ahem, balls."
The couple raise their eyebrows once more in surprise. "You have both!?" Liam exclaims. "You have a dick and a pussy!?"
"Penis and vagina." Deb corrects him, trying to keep the terminology clinical for teaching purposes.
Carli nods to Liam. "Yeah. I've got both Liam. And...I think they both work just fine. I mean, I feel kinda...um...all warm down below when I see something I like. And...it feels like it wants to be touched. And with my pee pee, sometimes it gets big and...um...sometimes at night I have these dreams and...well...it...it...oh, this is so embarrassing..."
Liam couldn't believe his ears.
Debby was more supportive. "It ejaculates? Sticky stuff comes out?" Carli nods in the affimative. Deborah smiles at her warmly. "That is perfectly normal. Absolutely natural for your age Carli. Didn't they cover this in sex ed class?"
Carli shakes her head. "Not really. They broke us up into boys and girls. I just learned about the girl stuff. And the teacher...was awful. They were so embarrassed about everything we barely learned anything." She looks back and forth between them. "But...now maybe you guys could teach me?"
"Of course!" Liam says.
"So...what's it like? Sex. Either way? Both ways? I heard it is, uh, good." She turns to Deb. "Is it good? Do you guys have lots of sex? How much is normal? I feel like I want to have sex a lot, is that normal? Is that bad? I have so many questions. I am so curious. We don't really talk about this stuff at my house." That wasn't entirely honest, but it wasn't an outright lie either. "And...I don't know when I'm ever going to get to try it."
"Oh sweetheart. You'll get to try it." Deborah strokes her chin and begins to think. "Sex...let me think, how to describe it. Well, from a woman's point of view sex is kind of like..." As she is talking Carli slowly gazes over to Mr Roberts. She gives him a few bats of her lashes, a lingering gaze with her jade green eyes and a pretty smile. She knew he was a piece of work, cheating on his wife like he was doing, but right now all she could think about was how dashing and debonair the older man looked in his fine going out on the town clothes.
A crooked grin comes to his face as he catches the insinuation in those not so innocent eyes. He runs a thumb across the five o'clock shadow along his jawline and his tongue along his teeth as he realizes he and Carli were on the same page. Neither were really listening to Deb as she explained things.
Almost surprising even himself he suddenly blurts out. "Er...uh, hey! Hey baby. Can I...talk to you alone for a minute?"
Deborah looks at her husband with a curious look. He surely couldn't be thinking what she thinks he was thinking...could he? But the way he was looking at Carli, there was a transparent attraction there. She was pretty sure the attraction went both ways based on Carli's blushing smile. She would be lying if she didn't admit she felt it herself as well. The fit young girl with the short pink hair was stunning. Deb didn't consider herself bi, but she definitely considered herself open minded.
"Yeah, sure Liam." She says. Patting Carli on the bare knee she smiles. "Just one moment my dear, we'll be right back."
The couple then get up and leave the room together. Carli sits waiting in hopeful anticipation.
The Roberts enter their clean modern kitchen and Deb spins to Liam. "Are you about to suggest what I think you're about to suggest?"
Liam doesn't say a word, instead he just gives her that old charming grin she knew so well.
"Oh my god." She laughs. "You've got to be kidding me? I almost ripped your balls off for thinking you already slept with her."
Liam slides his arms around his wife. "This would be us though baby. One of us, or maybe both of us, we'd do this together. It would certainly spice things up."
Deb was giggling despite herself. "Oh my god, oh my god! You are the worst! She's our babysitter for goodness sake!"
"What, you never had a babysitter fantasy?" He quips, revealing far more about himself than any knowledge of his wife. "Come on, why not? She's eighteen, she can make these decisions. And the poor kid isn't getting any. Might not for a long time by the sounds of it."
By his wife's blushing and giggling, and the fact she hadn't shot it down immediately, Liam already knew what the answer would be. He couldn't believe his luck.
"I can't believe...she's got both!" Debby marvels. "She must be one in million..no! One in a billion. Hell, one of a kind maybe. It's unbelievable."
Liam nods. "That certainly was a surprise, to put it mildly. Poor kid. She shouldn't keep that bottled up like that."
Deb bites her bottom lip, a big smile across her face as she contemplated what they were going to do. "Oh...you think she'd be up for it?"
He laughs. "She's sitting on our couch half naked and giving us the eyes...yeah, I think the girl is thirsty."
"Ooooo, Liam...we've never done anything like this before!" Her excitement was easy to see. Liam was loving this. Their sex life was fine but, as his tryst with Denise demonstrated, it had lost a little fire as of late. He did wonder if Carli had figured it out, she probably had but didn't say anything. This was a good sign, he thought. He would talk to her after, maybe offer her a little cash to keep quiet.
With a deep nervous breath Deborah finally nods, a wide silly grin on her face. "Okay. Okay. We'll ask her, see what she says." She gets up on her tip toes to kiss her good looking husband. "She's a kid though Liam. A virgin. We have to be gentle with her, okay. Lets just do this one at a time and at her pace. We'll let her direct things. If she wants to stop, we'll stop."
Liam agreed completely. He honestly didn't care who did who or how, this was going to be hot as hell any way it went down.
"Or..." Something else suddenly dawns on her. "...or maybe she'd just like to watch. He he he. We could show her how it's done. Imagine, someone watching us. Oh!" She squirms and hugs her husband tighter. "I'm getting wet just thinking about it."
Liam was getting pretty damned excited about it himself. He always suspected Debby would be game for exploring new things, he now just wished he'd been bolder about it sooner. If this really happened tonight it could change everything going forward.
Debby fingers walked up her husbands broad chest then played with his earlobe. "So you're, uh, not worried about...ya know...her and I...being together."
He kisses her hard. "God damn baby, I'd love to see that shit!"
Debby giggles. "I didn't get a good look but...she's kinda...big. I think."
Liam scoffs. "No bigger than me."
Debby looks at her husband with an amused cocked brow. That implacable self belief he had was attractive at times, though sometimes it could be downright delusional.
He shrugs. "So she's a shower, not a grower. It's all good baby, she's just a girl. Are you good if her and I do it? You were pretty jealous earlier."
Debby nods. "Yeah. As long as you're not sneaking around behind my back...yeah. I'd...he he he...I'd actually like to see that. See you work your moves on someone else."
"Okay, let's do this then!"
"If you're sure." Deb says, taking a moment to get serious.
He nods. "I've never been so sure of anything in my life!"
They both laugh once more, breaking the nervous tension and letting out some of their rising excitement. "Okay, lets go see what she says."
An arm around each other the pair walk back into the living room.
