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When you chose to move houses you d idn’t think you’d be in a train fucking some femboy, but life’s full of surprises.
But that's skipping too far ahead, let’s go a few hours earlier. :3
Panting, you finally reached the train station. Your stupid alarm didn’t wake you up so you got up 30 minutes before the train was to arrive. But that problem had been resolved, all you had to do now was sit on a train for 7 hours!
The train hadn’t even arrived yet, and here you thought you were going to be late. Still struggling to catch your breath, you triple-checked your pockets for your train ticket, phone, and wallet.
Okay, all here. You thought, Now I just have to wait for that damn train.
You wanted something to do, feeling bored. Using up your battery might not be a good idea. You thought about grabbing your sketchbook to draw, but it was already in your suitcase so it would be a hassle to take it out then pack it back in. So your last option was to look around the station.
The train station looked pretty clean, there weren't many people since the ride was at 4:00 AM. You checked the time and it said 3:57.
M’kay, three minutes of waiting, You thought boredly.
Looking around once more, you saw a train in the distance. It looked like one of those choo-choo trains, not a subway train like you were used to. It had dark colors. They looked nice.
Soon, the chugging train stopped in front of the station. Passengers started piling into the train, one by one. You were one of the last to get in since darker skinned people naturally go to the backs of things.
The interior of the train was comfortable, especially with the dim lighting. The floor was made of dark wood, with dark green seats that didn’t look all that comfortable. You sat down and put your luggage on the seat across from you, hoping it’ll stop people from sitting there. Thankfully, it worked.
After all the passengers were seated, the train started moving again. Starting off slowly, then speeding up a bit. Looking around the train cart, there weren’t many people– only about 5.
The door at the end of the train cart opened and out came a disheveled, tired-looking man in uniform.
Man, this job must have him working a lot , you thought while scanning over his face. His cheeks were sunken, he had pale skin and his eyes looked dead.
He started walking up to passengers, asking for their tickets. You pulled your ticket out to be prepared for your turn.
Eventually, he reached you.
“Ticket, please.“ He asked. Even his voice was monotone.
You handed him the ticket silently. He punched said ticket and moved on to the next passenger.
You started considering ways to pass the time. While pondering, a sudden wave of sleepiness washed over you.
Oh, sleep! That’s a good way to pass the time. With that thought, you scooted around a bit, trying to get comfortable.
Sleep came fast. You had absolutely no trouble slipping into a very deep sleep, no noise or light could wake you.
Aside from how good the nap was feeling, the dream was 10x better.
Your biggest goal, or dream in this instance, was to fuck a femboy. It’s just something about those thighs and that ASS. So big and squishy.
So.. your biggest dream was to fuck a femboy . Can you guess what dream you had on the train?
In this magical dream, you were BALLS DEEP IN A FEMBOY. You couldn’t see his face because you were behind him but you could hear him. Very well. It wasn’t anybody in particular, just a femboy made up in your mind. He was moaning and whimpering loudly and you were incredibly hard.
You could hear your hips slapping against his juicy ass. You were getting close, and by the sound of it, he was too. You wanted nothing more than to cum inside him but just as you were about to finish, you woke up.
The lights looked even less bright than before and all the passengers were asleep. Something felt different, but it wasn’t anything in the cart. It was in your pants.
That dream had been so good that you woke up hard. Frantically, you took off your jacket and draped it across your lap in an attempt to cover it up.
Once your erection had been properly concealed, you leaned your head on the back of the seat.
Hopefully, this’ll be gone by the time I have to get off.. You thought.
Your thoughts were cut off by the sound of the door at the other end opening. The door that was behind you. You closed your eyes and made your body look relaxed, hoping whoever walked in didn’t look too closely and notice your flushed cheeks.