edit: changed perspective to make this more accessible. If you want the old version, second person pov, I’ll put a link in the comments
*A story I wrote a long time ago for an old friend. The characters are futa and female, but the futa stuff doesn’t really add that much. It’s easy to pretend it’s a man if you like. I also keep character descriptions very vague so if that’s important to you imagine them up now before starting :)*
“What’re those?” I ask my friend Sophie as she drops a couple tablets into her hand.
“Sleeping pills,” she says, “I just want to be asleep for the ride, and then wake up when it ends. This will give me 8 solid hours.”
I nod and watch her take the pills. We’re on a an early morning train in Rome, about to head to Paris. It’s usually a straight 12 hours but we got cheaper tickets by taking a longer trip. First we have this 8 hour train ride. Then we stop at a station and get off at a small town where the train company has provided us with a hotel to stay in for the day. The town is supposed to be nice anyway. Then take the night train to Paris, which is another 6 hour ride.