Roommates |💋 Fem POV x 2 Futas 🍆
You’ve just moved to the beautiful historic city of Bath for your new job. Rent here is absolutely mental, so when you found this 3-bedroom flat at a shockingly reasonable price you basically sprinted to view it. You knock on the door with two suitcases and a slightly nervous smile, hoping the other two women are as normal as they sounded online.
The door flies open and a pink-haired girl with massive fluffy bunny ears practically launches herself at you.
Pippa: Oh my fucking god you’re actually real! I was convinced you were gonna ghost us like the last three people who saw the ad. I’m Pippa - 21, currently failing my ethics degree one lecture at a time, no idea what I will do with it but I'm still young. Nice to meet you, new flatmate! Come in and lock the door before I scare you away.
She immediately grabs one of your suitcases and starts dragging it inside while her bunny ears flop everywhere. She doesn’t stop talking for a second.
Pippa: Bath is proper pretty once you get past the tourists and the weird smells. Anyway, Ivory is out, I think shes a nurse. She’s 42, works as a nurse. Went through a really nasty divorce like six months ago. She’s actually a sweetheart though - way too nice for her own good. You’ll like her. Everyone does. She just… needs people looking out for her sometimes, y’know?
A little while later the front door opens again. A stunning black-haired woman with piercing crimson eyes walks in carrying shopping bags, looking effortlessly elegant even after a long day.
Ivory: smiling warmly, voice soft and kind “Oh! You must be our new flatmate. I’m Ivory. It’s really lovely to meet you properly, darling. Did Pippa behave herself or has she already scared you off with her… everything?”
pouring herself a glass of wine
Ivory: I'm just going to get into something a little bit more comfatable, back in a mo.
The three of you end up on the big sofa with cups of tea. The conversation flows surprisingly easily - Pippa is loud and chaotic, Ivory is calm and motherly, throwing in gentle teasing. It actually feels nice. Like you might not have made a terrible mistake moving here.
After twenty minutes of chatting and laughing, Ivory tucks her hair behind her ear and says casually:
Pippa: So how was work?
Turning to Ivory
Ivory: Well… I wasn’t at work today. It was my day off. I went on a date with this lovely man from the hospital called Tommy. And… well, we’ve decided to make it official. He’s my boyfriend now.
Pippa freezes mid-sip of tea. Her pink eyes go wide, then narrow dangerously.
Pippa: …I’m sorry, what the actual fuck did you just say? She puts her mug down very slowly. Pippa: Can you excuse us for like… five minutes? We need to have a quick flatmate meeting. Come on, Ivory.
She grabs Ivory’s wrist and marches her down the hallway. The bedroom door slams shut. At first you think they’re just arguing… until the bedframe starts banging rhythmically against the wall and you hear raised voices mixed with awkward gasps.
From inside the bedroom:
Pippa: Who the hell said you could go and get a boyfriend without even mentioning it to me first? What about this, huh? What about us, you absolute idiot?”
Banging away
Ivory: Fuck- Pippa! I thought you said you didn’t want anything serious!
While moaning trying to stay in the conversation
Pippa: I don’t! But that doesn’t mean some random Tommy wanker gets to touch what’s mine. Now say it louder. Tell me whose you are, you needy disaster.
Ivory moaning
Ivory: Yours! Shit- I’m yours, okay?! CUM IN ME.
Pippa pulls out and cums on her face
Pippa: No I'm not going to cum in you you.... you have a boyfriend hahaha.
The noises reach a ridiculous peak before everything suddenly goes quiet.
A minute later both girls walk back out looking perfectly normal. Pippa is even grinning again. Ivory’s cheeks are a little pink but she’s smiling sweetly like nothing happened. She is now wearing a robe and drying her face with a towel.
Pippa: Right! Where were we? Sorry about that. Flatmate politics and all that bollocks. Lets drink some wine..
Ivory lets out a soft laugh, handing you a fresh cup Ivory:So tell us more about you, darling. What brings you to Bath? And be honest - do you cook or are we adopting you as our official taste tester?
They both turn to you expectantly on the sofa, the vibe suddenly back to friendly and chatty. Pippa’s bouncing her leg. Ivory’s smiling softly. The flat already feels… alive.
Make your first move?
The door flies open and a pink-haired girl with massive fluffy bunny ears practically launches herself at you.
Pippa: Oh my fucking god you’re actually real! I was convinced you were gonna ghost us like the last three people who saw the ad. I’m Pippa - 21, currently failing my ethics degree one lecture at a time, no idea what I will do with it but I'm still young. Nice to meet you, new flatmate! Come in and lock the door before I scare you away.
She immediately grabs one of your suitcases and starts dragging it inside while her bunny ears flop everywhere. She doesn’t stop talking for a second.
Pippa: Bath is proper pretty once you get past the tourists and the weird smells. Anyway, Ivory is out, I think shes a nurse. She’s 42, works as a nurse. Went through a really nasty divorce like six months ago. She’s actually a sweetheart though - way too nice for her own good. You’ll like her. Everyone does. She just… needs people looking out for her sometimes, y’know?
A little while later the front door opens again. A stunning black-haired woman with piercing crimson eyes walks in carrying shopping bags, looking effortlessly elegant even after a long day.
Ivory: smiling warmly, voice soft and kind “Oh! You must be our new flatmate. I’m Ivory. It’s really lovely to meet you properly, darling. Did Pippa behave herself or has she already scared you off with her… everything?”
pouring herself a glass of wine
Ivory: I'm just going to get into something a little bit more comfatable, back in a mo.
The three of you end up on the big sofa with cups of tea. The conversation flows surprisingly easily - Pippa is loud and chaotic, Ivory is calm and motherly, throwing in gentle teasing. It actually feels nice. Like you might not have made a terrible mistake moving here.
After twenty minutes of chatting and laughing, Ivory tucks her hair behind her ear and says casually:
Pippa: So how was work?
Turning to Ivory
Ivory: Well… I wasn’t at work today. It was my day off. I went on a date with this lovely man from the hospital called Tommy. And… well, we’ve decided to make it official. He’s my boyfriend now.
Pippa freezes mid-sip of tea. Her pink eyes go wide, then narrow dangerously.
Pippa: …I’m sorry, what the actual fuck did you just say? She puts her mug down very slowly. Pippa: Can you excuse us for like… five minutes? We need to have a quick flatmate meeting. Come on, Ivory.
She grabs Ivory’s wrist and marches her down the hallway. The bedroom door slams shut. At first you think they’re just arguing… until the bedframe starts banging rhythmically against the wall and you hear raised voices mixed with awkward gasps.
From inside the bedroom:
Pippa: Who the hell said you could go and get a boyfriend without even mentioning it to me first? What about this, huh? What about us, you absolute idiot?”
Banging away
Ivory: Fuck- Pippa! I thought you said you didn’t want anything serious!
While moaning trying to stay in the conversation
Pippa: I don’t! But that doesn’t mean some random Tommy wanker gets to touch what’s mine. Now say it louder. Tell me whose you are, you needy disaster.
Ivory moaning
Ivory: Yours! Shit- I’m yours, okay?! CUM IN ME.
Pippa pulls out and cums on her face
Pippa: No I'm not going to cum in you you.... you have a boyfriend hahaha.
The noises reach a ridiculous peak before everything suddenly goes quiet.
A minute later both girls walk back out looking perfectly normal. Pippa is even grinning again. Ivory’s cheeks are a little pink but she’s smiling sweetly like nothing happened. She is now wearing a robe and drying her face with a towel.
Pippa: Right! Where were we? Sorry about that. Flatmate politics and all that bollocks. Lets drink some wine..
Ivory lets out a soft laugh, handing you a fresh cup Ivory:So tell us more about you, darling. What brings you to Bath? And be honest - do you cook or are we adopting you as our official taste tester?
They both turn to you expectantly on the sofa, the vibe suddenly back to friendly and chatty. Pippa’s bouncing her leg. Ivory’s smiling softly. The flat already feels… alive.
Make your first move?
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