u/ToontownToomi

It felt like I had everything. Fame, success, and more money than I knew what to do with. Being college basketball’s biggest star, and the most hyped WNBA draft prospect was everything I ever envisioned for myself since I first picked up a basketball on the playground. The bright lights in the arena, the media attention, the craze that followed me everywhere I went… I lived in it like it was normal.

I loved it though. I had to. I couldn’t hide from it even if I tried. With every shot that went in, every time I heard the roar of our home crowd, the pressure would quickly start to fade and eventually just become the baseline of what I was used to. I never felt more like myself than when I stepped onto the court. 

Which makes it difficult when I do finally have to step off it and head home. It’s not that it makes me unhappy or sad, it’s more like I’m longing for something I didn’t know I needed. I’ve been running at full speed every day for years now, and I think at some point it stopped feeling like a choice and started feeling like the only way I know how to exist. Always thinking about the next practice, the next game, the mistake I made in the second quarter two weeks ago. It’s what makes me good at what I do. I’m built for this. But that doesn’t always mean it’s enough to feel balanced when everything else gets quiet.

My personal life is complicated at best, and perilous at worst. My teammates and coaches are like family, I spend more time with them than anyone. But it seems like everyone else I know has something they want from me. Even people I’ve known for years end up being another cautionary tale about how I need to keep my circle close, at least for a little while longer. Dating was a nightmare. Not because I couldn’t, but because of who I was always expected to be with. The loud, flashy type of men who match the image everyone already has of me have never really been my thing.

Which is why I knew you were different from the day we met. You were soft, quiet, and charmingly short. You were the last person anyone would have expected me to end up with, and I liked that. There was nothing performative about you, you weren’t trying to compete with anyone or match the noise that was always surrounding me. You were calm and unbothered, and it was just what I needed. And it certainly helped that I found you adorable.

And somehow, we ended up dating. Not publicly, I could never do that to you. Nor did I want to. The time I spent with you felt detached from the outside world, with no circus hanging over me or obsessive thoughts about the next game. Just a sweet, doting boyfriend who does just about anything I would ask of him. Anything to make me happy. Even if it meant bending over and taking a strapon in his adorable, eager, little butt. 

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Hello! I’m looking for a partner who wants to write a story with me about a college basketball superstar, and her secret boyfriend who’s been a calming, healthy presence in her life. And a great way for her to relieve stress :)

I want to play as a taller, stronger, more imposing character than yours. This is a gentle femdom focused prompt, with size differences between our characters being a focal point of this. Some of my relevant kinks I’d love to include in this are: pegging, strapon worship, body worship, facesitting, cumplay/CEI, boys who moan/whimper/beg, short men, cuddle fucking, aftercare

I’m pretty open to who your character is. My first thought was that you’d be a photographer for the team’s social media page, or maybe you could be a writer for the school newspaper. I’m open to your ideas if you have any. I’d love to hear anything and everything that my prompt made you think. I’d prefer to write together on discord too. Hope to hear from you!