Second story, Second topic: A (Un)Successful Expedition

Well, this is my second topic. My second futa story aswell, hopefully this will do better then my last one. I know this is by far not great, there are better on this forum but hey, I wrote this at 3AM-6AM on a whim. Please leave comments, even if negative so I can work on improving my writing (unless you're just being a cunt, if so then don't bother)

Contains futa/f and some anthro.

And I apologize for any bad spelling, grammar or punctuation, it is very late and I haven't slept much this weekend.

A (Un)Successful Expedition

By: Ray Nocturne (link360@hotmail.com)

Her name was Jasmine Arrosez, though she defiantly preferred to be called Jasmine by everyone due to the fact no one seemed to be able to pronounce her last name. She was a decent looking woman in her opinion, though in truth she was well beyond that, she was roughly 6’8” with full, round breasts and curvy hips, her creamy skin had not a flaw, her long dark crimson hair hung to the middle of her back as smooth and soft as silk, her eyes gleaming, a beautiful green colour of tsavorite garnet stones. She worked as an explorer, a dream she had since childhood, it wasn’t the best paying job ever but it satisfied her wanderlust and dreams. This job of course put her at many risks and dangers, some of which she might have never foreseen.

The alarm rang and she sat up with a jumble of curses, opening her eyes and yawning as she brought one hand down firmly onto her alarm, bringing it to a rather pathetic death, it was her eighth alarm clock this month, as she got up a tad bit unsteady on her legs as she headed for the bathroom to grab her morning shower. She stood under the hot flow of water; her hands roaming over her beautiful body, a normal female body, as they slowly drifted lower she forcibly reminded herself that she had to be to work early today. With a lustful sigh she grabbed the soap and began to wash, longing to toy with her sensitive vagina which lay below a finely trimmed carpet of crimson pubic hair. She may love her job but she hated having to go early. Upon finishing her shower she stepped out of the bathroom, her already irritated mood amplified by the unsatisfied desire burning in her inner core. After drying off and brushing her hair she dressed in a pair of blue jeans and a black tee-shirt over her black lacy bra and panties, sure it wasn’t the best clothing for an expedition to the jungle but it was comfy and that’s all she really cared about. Putting on a smile she left her place, despite her mood she was looking forward to this, she loved ruins.

She arrived to the office on time, just barely, and met up with the others in her team to begin to prepare for the expedition, the others aren